what happened on 9/25.

So, I will now go into full detail in what REALLY happened at the Novice/JV tournament taking place at CEHS.

Whatever they have said about me is a lie. Maybe except the 'I completely destroyed their cases' bit. That's true.

6:30 AM -> I got to school, tired as heck, with a box of breakfast burritos.
6:35 AM -> Said 'hi' to everyone and sat down, staring into space.
6:40 AM -> I talked to Kylee about some topic I don't remember.
7: 00 AM -> Finally ate something. Half of a bacon breakfast burrito. Yay.
7:15 AM -> Zoned out.
7:17 AM -> Started going over my case and evidence.
7: 40 AM -> Did vocal warm-ups. Quite entertaining.
8: 00 AM -> The CEHS Debate team walked like a mob to the cafeteria and caused the entire place to look up in awe at our super snazzy suits. I felt like flipping off my kind of/not really ex-boyfriend. It would've been great, but I decided not to.
8: 45 AM -> Postings went up. I ran to room 627 in order to start debating.
8: 50 AM -> Still waiting for my opponent to come and for the judge to come.
8: 55 AM -> Still waiting and started talking to Courtney.
9: 00 AM -> STILL. FREAKING. WAITING. For judge. Opponent was sprinting down the hall.
9: 05 AM -> Judge arrives and we enter classroom.
9: 10 - 9:40 AM -> Major buttkicking ensues.
9: 50 AM -> I grin and say 'great job' to opponent. I sat down on a chair and wait for flight two to finish. I totally won the first round. It was great.
10: something AM -> Second flight is finished and I go back to the cafeteria. I feel like an adrenaline junkie.
10: 40 AM -> Everyone else comes in, with the same grins. We're high off of debate. That's cool.
10: 40 - 11: 30 AM -> Second round postings come up.
11:35 AM -> I get stuck in a crowd and people are shoving. It's not nice.
11:37 AM -> I finally get to see where I am for round two. Same room. Fun, fun.
11: 45 AM -> I arrive to the round, my opponent arrives, the judge arrives.
11: 50 AM -> BUTT KICKING ENSUES.
12: 30-ish PM -> Butt kicking is over. I totally won that round. A sophomore boy from who knows where looks me over and I resist the urge to roll my eyes.
1: 00 PM -> I have arrived in the cafeteria. I eat lunch. Teriyaki chicken bowl. Yay.
2: 00 PM -> We wait.
2: 30 PM -> Still waiting.
3: 00 PM -> I go over my case, while waiting.
3: 13 PM -> OH MY GOSH, CAN I GO-*third round postings go up* Oh. Never mind then.
3: 20 PM -> Finally get up and check my postings. I shrug, because I don't care who I'm going against. All I know is that I need to win.
3: 26 PM -> Arrive at room.
3: 27 -> Almost scream bloody murder when I see my opponent. I hide my lapse of confidence with a cheerful grin.
3: 28 -> I'm pretty sure I look like I'm going to kill something.
3: 29 -> "Hello, I'm Angela, number 176! Nice to meet you!" *offers hand to shake it*
"Oh, I know you."
*a second of silence; I tilt my head and keep that smile on my face*
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah, I'm Tabia. I'm sort of dating Keegan."
3:30 PM -> I blink. Oh, that's nice. Wait, what? How the hell do you know me then?! HE TALKS ABOUT ME?!
"Oh, that's interesting. I didn't know he talked about his past girlfriends."
"Haha...yeah."
*the judge arrives and I shoot a prayer to God. Please Lord, help me not kill this person. Thanks.
The judge leads us in.
3: 32 PM -> I take a seat and double and triple check my case.
3: 56 PM -> It's time for flight two; my flight. I'm ready to Debate.
4: 00 PM to 4: 45 PM -> The world is rocked and exploded. Butt kicking and kicked butts ensue.
5: 00 PM -> I arrive to the cafeteria like a war hero/victim. This is not good. Friends crowd around and ask about what happened in there. I shrug and tell them the short and sweet version that didn't involve us debaters screaming at each other. Oh, joy.
5: 30 PM -> I crave Jamba Juice as I walk to Round Four.
5: 34 PM -> Kylie and Heidi tell me that I was the subject of gossip. Oh, joy. I'm being gossiped about in an academic setting. I'm a 'bitch' and that 'I will laugh at your case'. Hilarious, really.
Shut the hell up.
5: 40 PM to 6: 15 PM -> Round four passes. I win.
6: 30 PM -> I arrive at the cafeteria, grab something to eat, drink two water bottles and sprint to McCoy's room and sit down on a chair, sighing.
6: 35 PM -> I am kicked out of McCoy, by McCoy via phone call.
7: 00 PM -> By now, I really don't care anymore. Keegan tells me that I can't go to UCLA. I tell him to shut the hell up and die.
Okay, not really. I told him that was nice and that I didn't want to waste my braincells on UCLA anyways. UC Berkeley's law program was much superior, anyways.

Time passes
8:00 PM -> The awards start. I'm not even going to go into detail. I won three rounds. Lost one. Care to guess which one I lost?

After this hectic day I went home and sobbed. I lost a plaque that would've been a beautiful addition (and college transcript worthy) item for my room. Anyways. Debate's weird. It's like, football, but harder.

I'm going to go do my homework now.

#176 out.
-Angie

i think i hate you

I'm not very happy with myself right now. I feel the pressure of being an honors student, the pressure of being a sort-of advanced debater, the pressure of being a ridiculously good writer; I feel it all.
and I hate it.

Dear World, I hate you.
Dear Angie, the World hates you too.

well, i do declare!

So. Apparently, I've been signed up for helping with tutoring against my will.
Just kidding, Sutthida. I'm helping out with English. I love English. It's my favorite subject in the entire world. So, if you need help with that, JUST GO ONTO THIS SUPER BLOG: (LINK WILL COME UP LATER)

...until then, I have work to do.
-/Angie

black and white

*sighs* Quick update:

* First Debate tournament on Saturday. Ugh. Oh well.
* King N. That is all.
* Monterrey, California. I will move there.
* I hate my computer charger.
* I am getting off now; I have work to do.

* UPDATED GIFTLIST *
A Mockinjay Pin. You know, from the Hunger Games? Yeah. I want one of those for my birthday.

<3 Angie

welcome to utah

http://www.myspace.com/welcometoutahusa

Friends, readers, and everyone else. The link I just gave you will...
meh. So, that's a band I've been listening to. They're freaks.
That is all.

just be friends

So, I have a new musical obsession, my friends.

VOCALOID. IT'S INSANE.

Just...listen to this j-Pop goodness.



^That's the awesome remix with actual people singing. F YEAH, AWESOME COVERS.

Anyhow, I never got to write an actual coherent post about The Hunger Games. I need all of you to read it, because I have no one else to talk to about this awesome series.
Basically, the first book The Hunger Games is about 24 teenagers who are thrown into a game of survival, where only one wins. Katniss Everdeen's little sister, Prim, has been chosen to participate. In order to save her life, Katniss takes her place. Along with Katniss, from District 12, Peeta Mellark is chosen to play. Right before the Games start, Peeta confesses his love for Katniss and it all goes downhill from there...

Catching Fire is right after book one, and thus, I cannot really explain the summary for this book because of spoilers. Same with Mockingjay. Either way, by the end of the series you will most likely want a Mockingjay pin or something of the stort.
Also, you'll either be on Team Peeta or Team Gale.
Team Peeta, because he's the best thing since sliced bread.
(He's the baker's son. *cues 'ohhhh's*

Anyways, I really recommend the series. I also want all of you to read it BEFORE the movie comes out next year. Suzanne Collins-the author-is currently working on the script, so now all we want is for Hugh Grant to be Cinna, the man who designs Katniss and Lady Gaga's outfits.
(He also started a revolution with THE POWER OF FASHION! F YEAH, CINNA!)

...All right, bye!
-Angie

beautiful day

let's play a game of pretend
when everything we said
made sense
a simple time when you and I
didn't know about the
battles that raged inside
i've lost count of the times
i've wished we could go back
to the that beautiful lie
we lived in

(chorus)
a beautiful day where flowers prayed
and we frolicked through the ocean waves
hand in hand we hoped to stay
in our beautiful day (x2)
before we fell in love

summer came and went
a blur of sunshine in our icy states
i swear you cracked a smile
on our first date
that first date
set our course
you kissed my hand and
i laughed
hoping that deep inside
summer you was
still alive
because you were the one that told me
pretty eyes can't lie

(chorus)

and finally winter came home
an everlasting world of contradictions
where did our beautiful world go? (x2)
where did our summer selves go? (x2)
there's a ring on your finger. you're married
to somebody else.
a beautiful girl you've been chasing down for so many years
we met on hollywood and venice...
where did our...(x3)
oh oh...whoah...(x3)
you have a happy family, waiting for you.
i have a broken heart, who knew this is how it would go.
(Bridge)
(where did our beautiful world go...? x2)
where did our beautiful lie go?
it was so amazing before you told me...
you loved me.
(chorus + bridge)
fade out
let's play a game of pretend when everything we said made sense.
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author's note: frolicked. LOL.

once a playlist, always a playlist

you're a song i can't forget
always running through my head
i can't press stop on that
pesky playback set
you're an infinite playlist
always running through my mind
oh how i wish you could
simply shut up and die
stop invading my private thoughts, where you usually reside
strumming away on your acoustic guitar, as i lose
my mind to your parasitic love
sometimes i don't make any sense in my own rhymes
how is it that you can look into my eyes?

[pre-chorus]
with some insane thing i don't
want to call love
emotions crawl out of my mind
as we look forward to your
demise
[chorus]
some dreams
don't make any sense
in my messed-up head
scattered memories
mingle with present-day
horrors
i'm sleep-deprived, the hazy blessed
stormy eyes, blue with ice
haunt my conscience.
i don't know what i've done
to deserve your mess.

i'm lost in translation
directions don't matter much
in the middle of LA and Oceanside
Venice screams away, ocean waves
crash upon the shore
my thoughts don't feel so scattered
anymore
you reach for my scarred hand
and I lean away
you've already done enough
damage to my broken heart

[pre-chorus&chorus]
bridge
the sky falls down
little pieces of my soul return
i had been lost, but now found
in the midst of your, my, apologies
[chorus]

i am falling
falling
down
i am falling, i am falling
into your once reluctant (arms)

[chorus]

maybe your playlist is here to stay.

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astrology sucks.

Yes. It does. It's a piece of rubbish that I try not to believe often.
*smiles slightly* I think I'm going insane. I have so much homework and I'm stressed and I haven't seen anyone in the longest of times.
I feel sick. I feel lonely.
I hate it.

-Angie