BUSY WEEK AHEAD!

So here's how the next six days of my life will go: (And I am very excited!)

Tonight, I am going to a scholarship banquet thing at Xavier University.

Tomorrow morning, I am going to an English teacher conference with some friends of mine (one of whom is also my teacher).

Tomorrow night, I am going to see a friend of mine in a production of Seussical.

Sunday evening, I am hosting a big party. (Well, big for me--like ten or fifteen people.)

Monday night, I am going to my very first Joanna Newsom concert.

Tuesday morning, I am leaving for vacation to Fripp Island, SC.

Be jealous of my awesome life. :-)

AP English Woes...

So, we have this strangely huge project for AP English due tomorrow and I'm stressing out about it... It isn't coming together very well.

Just putting that out there.

A Haiku

Tiny grains of sand--
A hundred thousand million
In my own two hands.

Petty Little Frustrations (Of Which I Have My Fair Share)

Okay, so you know how they always make you type in the word to verify that you aren't just a machine? Doesn't it seem like those are getting harder and harder and harder? Like, they used to be like actual words or two words smashed together, but now they're just nonsense most of the time, and I actually have to sit and stare at my computer screen and try to comprehend the meaningless garble of letters. Maybe I'm just stupid that way.

And then there's the fact that when I say "Joanna Newsom, this," or "Alela Diane, that," or "Mariee Sioux, the other," NOBODY KNOWS WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT!!! Aargh!

And then there is AP English. Dear old AP English. I swear, when it gets to the point where I find myself doing literary analysis of my life--that's a red flag that AP English has infiltrated my brain for good and always. Yeah. No joke. AND--what's more, it can ruin a perfectly good night at the theatre. Yeah. I went to see my high school's production of Guys and Dolls and when Sarah Brown started singing "If I Were A Bell" I'm like, oh, that's female genital imagery, right there. And then I thought to myself, wait a minute, this isn't AP English. And then I was too busy chastising myself that I was zoned out for the rest of the song. (On a side note, one of my best friends was Adelaide and she was outstanding!)

So, I was just hit with a flood of memories from AP Gov, most of which involve how Ashleigh and I clearly dominated that class. (Case in point, the gerrymandering activity.)





The rowan tree sings
Of love, of loss, of heartache,
But--no one listens...

So, as you can tell I'm really bored. I mean, I'd have to be, to be posting a comment on a blog I did for a class that I took last year. But, it was a fun class and I just remembered that I had a blog, so why not keep posting random things? Maybe I'll put some of my poetry on here?


The rain may wash it away,
But the snow will cover it forever.

Yeah, that was pretty terrible. But it's just about the only one of mine that I have memorized. Pretty sad...