WE ARE POSSIBLY GOING TO NATIONAL QUIZ BOWL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now that I am done spazzing... I am trying not to get my hopes up too much about that but I need to let out my excitement somehow... Also we have a quiz bowl competition Saturday after getting a little fair-hearted revenge on the panther posse tomorrow night. SO EXCITED!!!! Well Solitaire is calling me back like a Siren singing its song... Bye for now!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Friday, December 30, 2011
Because I probably won't get around to blogging tomorrow
“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself. I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you’ll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.”
— Neil Gaiman
Have a great year!
— Neil Gaiman
Have a great year!
I'm sorry I've become such a horrible blogger...
On the bright side, I am working on writing more! I've begun writing a page every night. Just basic little one shot short stories... although the first one sounds like it could be a prologue!
Running Away
I never thought I would want to do something so desperately. I was happy. Then things got out of control. I didn’t mean for it to end up this bad. We were in love. I knew my parents didn’t approve of our relationship. They always said he was too good for me. Isn’t that a great support system… I knew they were right. He was perfect. He couldn’t have entered my life at a better time. My brother had just left for the war and my friends had stopped talking to me because I always chose schoolwork over partying. I bet they wish they had stayed home as well. Anyways, He helped me cheer up. I was finally getting my life together. We were going to go to school together in the city. My parents wanted nothing to do with that idea. They told me I had to stop talking to him. Of course I couldn’t listen to them. They eventually began locking me in my room every day. After several weeks I found a ways to escape. That was great until they went to check on me. I had gone to his house to hide which was stupid of me. My parents had gone nuts. They showed up and apparently were armed. We ran as soon as we heard gunshots. They followed us, shooting everyone who got in their way. We found out own guns right as they found us. We all stated shooting. It was chaos. They killed him. I shot them both. Turns out they were robots. I have no idea what they did with my parents or why they are after me, but I know I have to keep running.
And then tonight's was
Flying
I always knew my tree climbing habits were dangerous. I bet my mother was thrilled the day my father helped me climb my first tree. He was a mountain climber. One of the best in the world actually. He taught me to climb trees when I was six. He felt it was a safer way for us to spend time after my mom shot down his idea of taking me mountain climbing. And I’m sure it would have been. He died a year later. I spent most of my time up in the trees after that. He once told me that he felt free on the top of a mountain. As if he could just jump up and fly. I felt the same way about the trees. He died flying. His plane crashed on his way home after climbing Everest. I wish he would have died on the mountain. That’s where he was happiest. It had been 10 years since he died when my mom announced we were moving to California. I was so excited. I never told her about my plan to climb the redwoods for him. I spent months preparing. Those trees were nothing like what I was used to. When I finally reached the top of one, I pulled out a picture of my dad and tied it to a branch. I made a stupid decision after that. I found a big, sturdy branch and decided to take a nap before starting my climb down. Apparently the wind picked up quite a bit. I woke up just in time to see the branch break. Now, I’m flying with my dad.
Just thought I would post those here so that I can find them again. I will probably post more as I write more!
Running Away
I never thought I would want to do something so desperately. I was happy. Then things got out of control. I didn’t mean for it to end up this bad. We were in love. I knew my parents didn’t approve of our relationship. They always said he was too good for me. Isn’t that a great support system… I knew they were right. He was perfect. He couldn’t have entered my life at a better time. My brother had just left for the war and my friends had stopped talking to me because I always chose schoolwork over partying. I bet they wish they had stayed home as well. Anyways, He helped me cheer up. I was finally getting my life together. We were going to go to school together in the city. My parents wanted nothing to do with that idea. They told me I had to stop talking to him. Of course I couldn’t listen to them. They eventually began locking me in my room every day. After several weeks I found a ways to escape. That was great until they went to check on me. I had gone to his house to hide which was stupid of me. My parents had gone nuts. They showed up and apparently were armed. We ran as soon as we heard gunshots. They followed us, shooting everyone who got in their way. We found out own guns right as they found us. We all stated shooting. It was chaos. They killed him. I shot them both. Turns out they were robots. I have no idea what they did with my parents or why they are after me, but I know I have to keep running.
And then tonight's was
Flying
I always knew my tree climbing habits were dangerous. I bet my mother was thrilled the day my father helped me climb my first tree. He was a mountain climber. One of the best in the world actually. He taught me to climb trees when I was six. He felt it was a safer way for us to spend time after my mom shot down his idea of taking me mountain climbing. And I’m sure it would have been. He died a year later. I spent most of my time up in the trees after that. He once told me that he felt free on the top of a mountain. As if he could just jump up and fly. I felt the same way about the trees. He died flying. His plane crashed on his way home after climbing Everest. I wish he would have died on the mountain. That’s where he was happiest. It had been 10 years since he died when my mom announced we were moving to California. I was so excited. I never told her about my plan to climb the redwoods for him. I spent months preparing. Those trees were nothing like what I was used to. When I finally reached the top of one, I pulled out a picture of my dad and tied it to a branch. I made a stupid decision after that. I found a big, sturdy branch and decided to take a nap before starting my climb down. Apparently the wind picked up quite a bit. I woke up just in time to see the branch break. Now, I’m flying with my dad.
Just thought I would post those here so that I can find them again. I will probably post more as I write more!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Hi.
For all of you who can't see in my mind, which I honestly hope is all of you, that title came with an awkward smile that can be found by any character in a movie or tv show that shows up after a long time and says nothing better than hi.
It's been a while since I really blogged... and I have no real excuse. I would say tumblr but I've been disappearing there quite frequently as well... (I don't take very long absences from tumblr but some days it must seem as if I have died to my followers there.) I've been dealing with trying to fix the mistakes I've made this year. I've made stupid decisions that I suppose will work out to be better in the end but right now they are a serious cause of my stress. I'm so stressed I am beginning to gain a frequent stutter... Okay, It's not that frequent but it happens enough that I am beginning to worry...
Yesterday was state one acts! We placed 4th! I've grown up watching tv and movies and there is always that moment of complete happiness for a character when they are a part of something successful (Due to the 1 am-ness of the time, I cannot think of a valid example, but they do exist!) Until we won districts, I had never known that feeling. That was the first time I ever cried tears of joy. I was almost not going to participate in the winter play but then I remembered the emptiness I felt watching the musical and I quickly fixed that almost-mistake. I mean, I really hate the theater department most days, but it's too fantastic to let go of. I plan on having a much smaller role in the production though. Plus, I am planning on actually auditioning for the Spring play. I've already begun working on my audition monologue.
Quiz Bowl has been going great this year! Brooke joined the team so I am not the only girl! I defeated Adam in show off to determine who would be on the team for the radio competition. (That was a great moment. I was so close to being the alternate! He needed to lose...) We've had one competition so far and it was Halloween Themed! I dressed as Sarah Jane Smith and one person actually recognized who I was!!!!!! It was entertaining! Andrew, Adam, and I had a good laugh about how surprising that was. (Preston didn't care.) We have another competition next Saturday. It will be Brooke's first competition which is kinda funny because it is the same one that was my first competition last year. This year, quiz bowl is my biggest focus. It's what I waited the longest for and it's what I truly care the most about (in terms of school that is!)
Mock trial was rather boring this year. It went much quicker which is weird because for me it was literally much longer (I joined 2 months late last year!) I had a witness role and I was seriously on the verge of a breakdown due to the religiousness of my character. Luckily, I learned to not give a care. I also became quite good friends with Grady. He, Tiffany, and I were (and still are) obsessed with the Badger Song! I've never had so much fun being hated by a teacher... Yeah, we were definitely the team Steinkamp liked the least. But we had much more fun than the team that actually tried hard and did good.
JSA is still quite awful. Especially the officers. I may rant about them some other time, but I am trying to keep my ranting to a minimum now due to a education system rant I had a while ago that ended up not so good... (I really shouldn't be allowed near any form of communication devices after 11 pm.) FBLA is not getting any better either... Again, not going to get started on that now either...
Classes are okay I suppose. I'm still struggling with band but I love every minute of it! Although, I was quite worried for a bit last week when the only good baritone player got suspended for fighting... I am barely passing AP Lit/Comp but I am learning a lot and I don't really care about the grade. I'm just in it for the english-ness of it. I don't know if Ms. Henre has realized that yet though. She probably thinks she overestimated my abilities... I am thinking about starting to try harder to improve though. I understand everything I just don't feel like trying. I would be doing much better in Math if I didn't hate my class so much. This can tie into my earlier twitter rant because that class is full of absolute idiots. I'm hoping to switch to the 8th period class so that I can rejoin choir and get away from the stupid people. I love lunch. It's the time when I get to be around people I actually like. I eat with the Jazz Band I class. So on days when they are gone, I don't like it so much (although I wouldn't know for sure. I took a lazy sick day on the day I knew they would be gone.) I love Sociology. It's an easy class with lots of time to read. Aerobics is hell. Investigating History is awesome but it is awful if you miss a day...
I've decided that I am going to go to Northeast for college... at least at first. I know I want to do screen writing and probably other forms of writing but I think I want to also do something that can help me if the writing doesn't go so well. I'm a dreamer, I'm not an idiot. I will probably do something with IT. I still need to apply for Northeast. And a ton of scholarships... I have no clue how I will pay for anything... I applied for a job at Hastings but they never replied to me...
Well, I think I've finally managed to become tired enough to sleep... Or at least tired enough that forming understandable sentences is horrendously difficult. Goodnight! I shall try to blog more often!
It's been a while since I really blogged... and I have no real excuse. I would say tumblr but I've been disappearing there quite frequently as well... (I don't take very long absences from tumblr but some days it must seem as if I have died to my followers there.) I've been dealing with trying to fix the mistakes I've made this year. I've made stupid decisions that I suppose will work out to be better in the end but right now they are a serious cause of my stress. I'm so stressed I am beginning to gain a frequent stutter... Okay, It's not that frequent but it happens enough that I am beginning to worry...
Yesterday was state one acts! We placed 4th! I've grown up watching tv and movies and there is always that moment of complete happiness for a character when they are a part of something successful (Due to the 1 am-ness of the time, I cannot think of a valid example, but they do exist!) Until we won districts, I had never known that feeling. That was the first time I ever cried tears of joy. I was almost not going to participate in the winter play but then I remembered the emptiness I felt watching the musical and I quickly fixed that almost-mistake. I mean, I really hate the theater department most days, but it's too fantastic to let go of. I plan on having a much smaller role in the production though. Plus, I am planning on actually auditioning for the Spring play. I've already begun working on my audition monologue.
Quiz Bowl has been going great this year! Brooke joined the team so I am not the only girl! I defeated Adam in show off to determine who would be on the team for the radio competition. (That was a great moment. I was so close to being the alternate! He needed to lose...) We've had one competition so far and it was Halloween Themed! I dressed as Sarah Jane Smith and one person actually recognized who I was!!!!!! It was entertaining! Andrew, Adam, and I had a good laugh about how surprising that was. (Preston didn't care.) We have another competition next Saturday. It will be Brooke's first competition which is kinda funny because it is the same one that was my first competition last year. This year, quiz bowl is my biggest focus. It's what I waited the longest for and it's what I truly care the most about (in terms of school that is!)
Mock trial was rather boring this year. It went much quicker which is weird because for me it was literally much longer (I joined 2 months late last year!) I had a witness role and I was seriously on the verge of a breakdown due to the religiousness of my character. Luckily, I learned to not give a care. I also became quite good friends with Grady. He, Tiffany, and I were (and still are) obsessed with the Badger Song! I've never had so much fun being hated by a teacher... Yeah, we were definitely the team Steinkamp liked the least. But we had much more fun than the team that actually tried hard and did good.
JSA is still quite awful. Especially the officers. I may rant about them some other time, but I am trying to keep my ranting to a minimum now due to a education system rant I had a while ago that ended up not so good... (I really shouldn't be allowed near any form of communication devices after 11 pm.) FBLA is not getting any better either... Again, not going to get started on that now either...
Classes are okay I suppose. I'm still struggling with band but I love every minute of it! Although, I was quite worried for a bit last week when the only good baritone player got suspended for fighting... I am barely passing AP Lit/Comp but I am learning a lot and I don't really care about the grade. I'm just in it for the english-ness of it. I don't know if Ms. Henre has realized that yet though. She probably thinks she overestimated my abilities... I am thinking about starting to try harder to improve though. I understand everything I just don't feel like trying. I would be doing much better in Math if I didn't hate my class so much. This can tie into my earlier twitter rant because that class is full of absolute idiots. I'm hoping to switch to the 8th period class so that I can rejoin choir and get away from the stupid people. I love lunch. It's the time when I get to be around people I actually like. I eat with the Jazz Band I class. So on days when they are gone, I don't like it so much (although I wouldn't know for sure. I took a lazy sick day on the day I knew they would be gone.) I love Sociology. It's an easy class with lots of time to read. Aerobics is hell. Investigating History is awesome but it is awful if you miss a day...
I've decided that I am going to go to Northeast for college... at least at first. I know I want to do screen writing and probably other forms of writing but I think I want to also do something that can help me if the writing doesn't go so well. I'm a dreamer, I'm not an idiot. I will probably do something with IT. I still need to apply for Northeast. And a ton of scholarships... I have no clue how I will pay for anything... I applied for a job at Hastings but they never replied to me...
Well, I think I've finally managed to become tired enough to sleep... Or at least tired enough that forming understandable sentences is horrendously difficult. Goodnight! I shall try to blog more often!
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Hi
I suppose that is a bit of an understatement... Tumblr kidnapped me away from here!
Well, This year I think I've finally done it. I've taken on more than I can handle... And in a way I've managed to lose a bit of myself already. And school has only been back for a month. I dropped choir for AP Lit/Comp instead of dropping AP Physics. Now I've also dropped Physics. So That was a new experience. Then I'm not doing well in band at all, but I love every moment of my failure so that's okay. I am literally failing AP Lit/Comp. That's also new. But I have As in all of my other classes so I suppose I can't be TOO upset. I've figured out what I want to go to college for! No clue where though... I should be working on my Investigating History essay right now... I'm not helping with Musical this year. That's really killing me. I don't know what happened to me... and now I've lost my blogging focus. Bye for now... Hopefully I will return soon!
Well, This year I think I've finally done it. I've taken on more than I can handle... And in a way I've managed to lose a bit of myself already. And school has only been back for a month. I dropped choir for AP Lit/Comp instead of dropping AP Physics. Now I've also dropped Physics. So That was a new experience. Then I'm not doing well in band at all, but I love every moment of my failure so that's okay. I am literally failing AP Lit/Comp. That's also new. But I have As in all of my other classes so I suppose I can't be TOO upset. I've figured out what I want to go to college for! No clue where though... I should be working on my Investigating History essay right now... I'm not helping with Musical this year. That's really killing me. I don't know what happened to me... and now I've lost my blogging focus. Bye for now... Hopefully I will return soon!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
I've got a sonic screwdriver! (So I shall go build a cabinet)
Not really.
Its been a long time since I last blogged. (Long time meaning probably 2 weeks or so...) So, I love doctor who. And Firefly. and in 19 days I get to meet Kaylee from firefly. this keyboard fails miserably... Will try blogging again soon. bye!!!
***Kat***
Its been a long time since I last blogged. (Long time meaning probably 2 weeks or so...) So, I love doctor who. And Firefly. and in 19 days I get to meet Kaylee from firefly. this keyboard fails miserably... Will try blogging again soon. bye!!!
***Kat***
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mother's Day
Today is Mother's Day. Today my mom is at work. All day. This fact has been killing me for weeks but I know she is doing it to support me like she always has. Happy Mother's Day to my mom, I don't know where I would be without her.
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