Florence + The Machine. A band I would be listening to if my computer charger wasn't broken. I'm actually pretty sad about that because:
a) I can't type up any new stories.
b) I can't update my iPod
c) I have to wait until my birthday to get a new laptop.
Sigh. Oh well. Anyhow, I want to mention, to some mysterious rich benefactor, that I would like a Wacom Tablet for my birthday. Yes. Send it to my PO Box.
...kidding. I don't want any stalkers. I already have a lot.
So, today, I attended World History-passed notes with Scott as we contemplated the meaning of life as we took Industrial Revolution notes-, Algebra 2 Honors-whose homework I must complete...right now-, and Debate.
Dear heavens, I don't even want to talk about Debate right now. All I know is that I have a Speech Tournament on Saturday and I'm scared out of my wits. Can I please not go? Please? I'll even eat asparagus. You know how much I hate asparagus.
Um, besides that. My goal for October is to be featured on TV Tropes. I'm not kidding.
I hope you all have a pleasant Friday. Mine will be hectic. Hurrah.
-Angie
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Thursday, October 7, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
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
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
Sunday, August 22, 2010
there, there katie
Did I mention my undying love for Jack's Mannequin? No?
Well, I love Andrew and Bobby and Jay and Jon. I love them very much.
You know something I don't love? Stephenie Meyer. What the heck is she doing directing Jack's Mannequin videos? It's not fair for Andrew. He's much too epic to be in the presence of Meyer.
A moment of silence for the epicness that used to be the song 'The Resolution'.
*five minutes later*
Anyways, um. I think Great Expectations needs more annotations. I hate it though, I hate going from page to page writing little things so that Randall won't murder me.
...tsk, I have to go do that.
Do any of you own pins that you don't want? I'm decorating my backpack with pins and stuff...so yeah~ ^^
-Angie
Well, I love Andrew and Bobby and Jay and Jon. I love them very much.
You know something I don't love? Stephenie Meyer. What the heck is she doing directing Jack's Mannequin videos? It's not fair for Andrew. He's much too epic to be in the presence of Meyer.
A moment of silence for the epicness that used to be the song 'The Resolution'.
*five minutes later*
Anyways, um. I think Great Expectations needs more annotations. I hate it though, I hate going from page to page writing little things so that Randall won't murder me.
...tsk, I have to go do that.
Do any of you own pins that you don't want? I'm decorating my backpack with pins and stuff...so yeah~ ^^
-Angie
Saturday, August 21, 2010
you and me could write a bad romance
Miss Lady Gaga, I think you should go see your high school English teacher. It's 'you and I could write a bad romance'.
Anyways, hi. I just went shopping. I love shopping. It was very fun. I have the most epic ankle boots ever. ^^
...I should go do some more annotations on Great Expectations...ugh. School starts on Monday. D: TRAGEDY, I TELL YOU!
I have no idea what I want to wear. I have so much pretty stuff now...um. Hmm. I'll have to think of something soon, because I don't want to stress whatsoever on Monday.
Anyways, here's an update:
I'm currently editing Chaos and Conflict, yay! I'm actually doing work on that, lol.
I'm also trying to nurse my fanfiction crisis. I got a bad review and I'm trying not to think too hard about it. *sobs*
Here it is. Read it and tell me if it's that bad. *crawls back into corner of doom*
EDIT: Um, so Blue October has a concert in San Fran this weekend. I want to go really badly. I love Blue October. WHY MUST THEY BE IN SAN FRANCISCO?! *sobs*
Anyways, hi. I just went shopping. I love shopping. It was very fun. I have the most epic ankle boots ever. ^^
...I should go do some more annotations on Great Expectations...ugh. School starts on Monday. D: TRAGEDY, I TELL YOU!
I have no idea what I want to wear. I have so much pretty stuff now...um. Hmm. I'll have to think of something soon, because I don't want to stress whatsoever on Monday.
Anyways, here's an update:
I'm currently editing Chaos and Conflict, yay! I'm actually doing work on that, lol.
I'm also trying to nurse my fanfiction crisis. I got a bad review and I'm trying not to think too hard about it. *sobs*
Here it is. Read it and tell me if it's that bad. *crawls back into corner of doom*
I only clicked on this story because that song is one of my all time
favorites. That song is also the opening song to my story "The Legend of the
Sky Cat." :D I didn't even know the characters. It was a very good idea, and I
did like the story, but here comes the part you won't like.
Unfortunately, I must critique. There were plenty of spelling and a few
grammar errors, and a lot more detail could have been put in. It just felt
very fast paced, or maybe I read it in record time...
Anyways, I hope my criticism helps you. I know it's not much, but good luck
with your future stories!
-Angiefavorites. That song is also the opening song to my story "The Legend of the
Sky Cat." :D I didn't even know the characters. It was a very good idea, and I
did like the story, but here comes the part you won't like.
Unfortunately, I must critique. There were plenty of spelling and a few
grammar errors, and a lot more detail could have been put in. It just felt
very fast paced, or maybe I read it in record time...
Anyways, I hope my criticism helps you. I know it's not much, but good luck
with your future stories!
EDIT: Um, so Blue October has a concert in San Fran this weekend. I want to go really badly. I love Blue October. WHY MUST THEY BE IN SAN FRANCISCO?! *sobs*
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
wreck of the day
Driving away from the wreck of the day
And the light's always red in the rear-view
Desperately close to a coffin of hope
I'd cheat destiny just to be near you
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love
AND IT BEGINS. This opening verse is using a car crash as a metaphor. She's talking about love's woes and suckiness, and how she's driving away from it. The car crash is symbolizing a failed relationship, and how you need to move on away from it.
"Desperately close to a coffin of hope, I'd cheat destiny just to be near you" is referring to the fact that in any relationship, you always have the hope that your crush/lover/whatever will love you back, and that you would do anything for that to happen.
Driving away from the wreck of the day
And I'm thinking 'bout calling on Jesus
'Cause love doesn't hurt so I know I'm not falling in love
I'm just falling to pieces
This verse should be pretty self-explanatory.
"Love doesn't hurt" This is true. Take the famous verse from the Bible which I cannot quote word for word because I'm a terrible person.
And maybe I'm not up for being a victim of love
When all my resistance will never be distance enough
"I'm not up for being a victim of love" Anna's talking about how she wasn't expecting/ready to be a casualty in the war we call love. She's singing about how it doesn't matter how much she tries to combat it, she can't get far enough away from it to completely forget about him
Driving away from the wreck of the day
And it's finally quiet in my head
Driving alone, finally on my way home to the comfort of my bed
And if this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love
Anna's finally realized that there's no point in regretting failed relationship. She's finally found closure in the fact that she has nothing left there and she's going to go back home and forget him.
I don't own these lyrics. Anna Nalick's amazing.
And the light's always red in the rear-view
Desperately close to a coffin of hope
I'd cheat destiny just to be near you
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love
AND IT BEGINS. This opening verse is using a car crash as a metaphor. She's talking about love's woes and suckiness, and how she's driving away from it. The car crash is symbolizing a failed relationship, and how you need to move on away from it.
"Desperately close to a coffin of hope, I'd cheat destiny just to be near you" is referring to the fact that in any relationship, you always have the hope that your crush/lover/whatever will love you back, and that you would do anything for that to happen.
Driving away from the wreck of the day
And I'm thinking 'bout calling on Jesus
'Cause love doesn't hurt so I know I'm not falling in love
I'm just falling to pieces
This verse should be pretty self-explanatory.
"Love doesn't hurt" This is true. Take the famous verse from the Bible which I cannot quote word for word because I'm a terrible person.
And maybe I'm not up for being a victim of love
When all my resistance will never be distance enough
"I'm not up for being a victim of love" Anna's talking about how she wasn't expecting/ready to be a casualty in the war we call love. She's singing about how it doesn't matter how much she tries to combat it, she can't get far enough away from it to completely forget about him
Driving away from the wreck of the day
And it's finally quiet in my head
Driving alone, finally on my way home to the comfort of my bed
And if this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love
Anna's finally realized that there's no point in regretting failed relationship. She's finally found closure in the fact that she has nothing left there and she's going to go back home and forget him.
I don't own these lyrics. Anna Nalick's amazing.
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