math is for squares.

I just did about twelve pages of math homework today. Not fun at all. Not educational at all. Why do I need to know how to factor a cubic function? I feel like my brain is going to start leaking all over my bed or just plain explode onto my walls. Ew...

At least I'm done most of my work for this long weekend...somehow, long weekends never seem long enough. When's the next holiday?

Hello Yemen.

So, my friend was telling me about how he saw the stats on his blog and that's when I realized (three years after I got this blogger account) that you can check stats. I can't believe I never saw that button before now. This week, apparently 12 people from Yemen have visited. Mind. Blown.

being sick is no fun.

So I'm sick. I forgot how difficult being sick makes your life. You're all stuffy, you can't think straight, you're tired all the time. Dear cold virus, please go away. You're kind of annoying. Thanks.

Though I must say, one good thing did come out of it: my voice got a little lower. Do I sound mature or just sick?

I think the worst part of being sick having one more thing to think about. Darn.

This is... #1

{Today in English class, we got an index card with a hole in it. We were to look through the hole and write about something we saw; something that we usually overlook. Here's what I wrote.}

This is...a dandelion stem, but the petals are all gone. Perhaps a little kid kicked it out of anger because he didn't get to play with the soccer ball. The dots on its top act as reminders of what this plant used to be. As the stem waves in the wind, one last white seed clings onto the base; tenacious or just stuck? A small fly comes by for food but finds none. Just an empty stem towering over the rest of the green jungle.

Pricey Barbie.

{FIND ARTICLE HERE}

Half a million for a Barbie?! Oh wait, she wears a giant pink diamond. Is it wrong that I kind of want to buy her?

Internal Monologue #1

{Today in English class, we had to write our internal monologues, basically things that we are thinking. I wrote about 3/4 of a page. Yeah, I write big. It's pretty random, but pretty fun at the same time. There's exactly what I wrote, with the exception of my teacher's name.}

We have to write about what we're thinking. I thinkeveryone's going to write the same thing. Oh man, I just connected my two words up there, should I correct it? My pencil case is too far from me, I can see it from the corner of my eye, it makes me nervous. And now my hand hurts from writing this and I didn't even write that much. What's that noise? Oh, Mr. R----, he makes a lot of noise at this desk. No lead, I hate when that happens. Wouldn't it be cool to have someone narrate your life all the time? I guess it'd be weird after a while. My hand really hurts now, what ever happened to my hand muscles? They're probably in my left now. I miss playing Frisbee and guitar, which reminds me, I need to film like a million projects. But where's the time? On the clock, that's where. Haha, that was so lame. Great, now my right eye is hurting. WEIRD! I never realized how random my mind is, it's not good. This is why I'm not allowed to be alone. Mr. R---- has Kool-Aid Jammers, that was funny. Mm, juice, juice boxes, childhood...

seeking comfort in a box

sometimes four walls is all it takes to shelter you from your own storm.

goodbye summer 2010

So, this is my last night of summer before I become a SENIOR! (sounds 65+...)

Not sure how well the whole "reinvention" thing went, but I think I've come out of it a little better than when I started and at the end of the day, every little bit counts. =)

• {DONE!} Get my driver's license
• Create Eight Short Films (three legit new videos made this summer, ten, soon to be eleven, uploads to Youtube)
• Finish writing my film and theatre scripts (does a 12 page script count?)
• {DONE!} Research university information
• Get fit (...it's an ongoing thing...)
• Get smart (Read one chapter about economics...)
• {DONE!} Figure out what I want
• {DONE!} Work on goal/dream board

Hmm, 4/8...50%! Not too bad...and I did attempt each thing on my list which is a start. I've also been taking better care of myself, as in eating better than before, skin care, hair care, self love.

Goals for the new school year?

• Give 110% at all times, even when I'm tired, sad, mad, distracted...always 110%
• Fridays are work out days!
• Friday is also tend to Youtube day
• No more naps
• No procrastination
• Speak up

I have high hopes for the new school year. I'm going to finish high school strong and stop waiting for life to happen. Wake up call, it's already moving fast.

Thanks summer 2010, hello school year 2010/2011. =)

{...tee.}

words in my head at 5:30AM

Go ahead and tell me. Let me know that you didn't feel it too. That you didn't want to, too. Tell me that those hugs, and words, and that night at your house was just for fun and you didn't feel a thing.

It would certainly make this a lot easier.

So look me in the eyes, and tell me that. And I'll once more tell you "okay" because that's the only thing that seems to come out of my mouth.

{.tee.}

p.s. Short films, two down. Yes, I'm still reinventing. I quite like it.

KATE VOEGELE - FOREVER AND ALMOST ALWAYS. =)

"it's gonna hurt bad before it gets better"

I'm not too sure what I'm feeling right now, or what I should be feeling for that matter.

I never thought I was the type of girl who needed someone to be happy. In fact, I don't want to be that girl. But society is so keen on couples and love and the concept of finding your soul mate; it's a little hard NOT to be THAT girl.

This is probably because I grew up too fast. I'm growing impatient. There's a big world out there, I just need to wait a while longer before I can see it, experience it.

Maybe it's not even about that. I've been single my whole life, what makes NOW any different? Maybe I'm regretting letting him know how I feel. Maybe friendly flirting was better and I should have left it at that because now, I have nothing. And it hurts.

{.tee.}