Monday, March 31, 2014

slowly being driven crazy

**This blog was written yesterday, so some parts might not make sense. At all.**


WHAT DID I DO TO EVER RECEIVE THIS KIND OF UNREASONABLE TORTURE?

Over the past few years, I've encouraged my sister to keep playing her saxophone. She quit after middle school, and since then, she's also quit playing the piano. I didn't want her years of practicing to go to waste, and I knew that she still liked playing instruments. She'd just rather spend time on Pinterest instead.

But everything has changed. Can't she just pretend to be studying but secretly go on Twitter like she's been doing practically her whole life? No, of course not. She takes out her saxophone.

I was proud for a few seconds, thinking I was the reason that she has music in her life again. But the next few hours were spent holed up in my room trying to blast music so I couldn't hear her ridiculously high squeaks.

"Oops, I guess I'm just out of practice," she says, grinning in a carefree way. It makes me want to smash a vase against the wall.

So far, she's tried playing everything from "A Whole New World" to "Royals". EVERYTHING. Starting from her old band music to anything she could find online, including but not limited to: "Wrecking Ball", "Under the Sea", "Part of Your World", "Don't Stop Believin'", and any One Direction song. No offense, but they all sound off-key and off-beat.

No matter where I try to hide in this house, the brassy sound haunts me. You don't hear it for a few minutes? Oh, trust me, she's not finished yet.

This was not a good idea.

The comforting sound of rain and wind is the only thing stopping me from screaming right now. But oh wait, never mind, it's being drowned out by the sounds of a dying whale.

Even my neighbor's loud dog has gone quiet.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

i am worm

so dark outside
the cloud is bursting with rain
what is going on
where is the grass
the grass, my home
what is this
oh 
it's a sidewalk
or a road?
squiggle squiggle squiggle
inching across
omg human
quick, run (or squiggle?)
OMG SNEAKER
HELLLLLLPPPPPP
crunch gravel guts bursting
death


Yesterday, when it wouldn't stop raining, I saw worms everywhere. Flopping on the sidewalk and the driveway, wiggling about but never getting anywhere. And then they kind of just lied there. Are they going to wash away in puddles and rain or get stomped on by sneakers? Or are they going to somehow make their way back to the grass? Do they die every time it starts raining? 

I'm not sure what I was going with for the first half of this post... I just started typing out thoughts.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

The 2048 Craze

A few days ago, I saw people playing 2048, but I didn't know it at the time. It just looked like a big square with a bunch of little squares.I didn't understand how that could be interesting at all.

Then I saw a bunch of other blogs about it, and I finally figured out what the name of the game was. And then I tried it. And it was super weird and confusing at first.

WHAT DO THESE INSTRUCTIONS MEAN

WHY DO RANDOM SQUARES KEEP POPPING UP

WHAT DOES ANY OF THIS MEAN

But I've been playing this game for way too long. I think I've played it for maybe 3 hours straight before, and I still can't get past the 512 square. 

I'm not even sure if I'm playing it right.

Friday, March 28, 2014

Warning Stories

My mom always likes to warn me away from things. I don't mind it sometimes because I know all she wants to do is make sure I live to see 100 years or something like that. But other times, it's just kind of annoying because I don't want to be afraid of everything.

Just now, she was like, "You know how your sister always wants to run? Well there was this girl that ran the half marathon and then she died."

...

Um, thank you for telling me that... not like it pertains to me at all.

And the other day, I asked my mom if I could get a motorcycle license in a few years and she basically said something like "you'd have to kill your dad before he'd let you get one" and my dad was like "woah woah hold on, don't give her any ideas" and that was the end of that conversation... until my mom started telling a bunch of stories of motorcycle accidents.

Yeah, I guess it's helpful to hear the dangers of two-wheeled vehicles, but a simple "no" would've sufficed.

And I still want to ride a motorcycle anyway.




Thursday, March 27, 2014

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION

Since we just did a DBQ on the French Revolution, I've been thinking a lot about Les Mis, aka the best musical ever. A while ago, when my sister took French, she got the 1998 version of Les Mis with Uma Thurman. I watched it with her, but I didn't really grasp the plot because everything was in French. 


I love Uma Thurman, but this guy was just creepy.

BUT THE 2013 VERSION OMG CAN I JUST FREAK OUT FOR A FEW MOMENTS IN CAPS LOCK PLS

PRACTICALLY EVERYTHING WAS SINGING AND IT WAS AWESOME AND NOW I CAN SING ALONG TO IT TOO

VIVE LE FRANCE AM I RIGHT


WILL YOU JOIN IN OUR CRUSADE UM HELL TO THE YES

BELLATRIX WAS THAT CREEPY WOMAN AND OMG HER DAUGHTER EPONINE DIED FOR MARIUS BECAUSE SHE LOVED HIM EVEN THOUGH SHE KNEW THAT HE DIDN'T LOVE HER

Okay I'm finished freaking out for now. Javert's suicide was also a really intense scene, when he was walking on the ledge. (And he still kept singing.) But it's okay because I didn't really like him anyway. But I loved that scene where Jean Valjean lifts a cart off of this old man and Javert was like "OMG I'VE ONLY SEEN ONE PERSON EXHIBIT THAT MUCH STRENGTH BEFORE- JEAN VALJEAN."

And then there's Marius and his two friends who are basically the hearts of the revolution. And they were awesome. Until the two guys died and Marius almost died. BUT THE REVOLUTION WILL NEVER DIE!!!

YAS REVOLUTION YAS
so much sadness :(

In conclusion, Les Mis will always have a special place in my heart. (And I haven't written the full title at all in this post because I can't figure out how to get the accent on the e without messing up the formatting which makes me really sad.)

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

BE SQUARE

After seeing this:

I was once again faced with a very important question: What does it mean to be square? I guess it just means that you're a boring person for not showing up to wherever the fun is. That's why people say, "Be there or be square." But why a square? Why not a triangle or circle or hexagon or any other shape? Then again, squares are probably the most boring shape. They always have straight lines and 90 degree angles and they always have to be equal and stuff. Where's the fun? Where's the excitement??

Clearly not in this blog post.

I hope no one reads this. But that picture is awesome and I didn't know what else to write about.

On another note, I also saw this gif:
This kid is so excited to get a banana. I wish I could be as happy as him. Also, why do people like that song "Happy"? It's so overplayed on the radio and I've just gotten so sick of it. No, it does not make me happy at all. 

Wow this post was all over the place. And mildly depressing. I think I'm going to go eat a box of Thin Mints even though I hate chocolate and mint together. 

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Emergency Compliment

If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.

*dead silence*

It's just one of those days.... Everything makes me tired and bored and now all I want to do is sleep.



That's me trying to get out of my bed in the morning. 



Reading my textbook makes me want to fall asleep. The words just blur together and the pages are too big. Even when I'm fully awake, I need to take a break every half page, or else I lose my focus. And now, for some reason, I feel like I have enough energy to punch things, but not enough to keep my eyes open all the way.

Days like these are days for emergency compliments. Basically, this site just says really nice things about you until you feel better.