Working on about three different things right now, the biggest one being that research paper I mentioned at some point or another. So yeah.
I was looking at my Yahoo front page and couldn't help but notice this in the TV listings box:
I can't decide on whether to be amused, terrified for our nation's children, or an odd third emotion.
...is a Whovian.
LOLOLOL
Props to Timber for inducing the "fans need to chill out" rant, which just really needed to be said (especially in THAT Chat, yikes, some people were getting kinda creepy). Also...Boo and his sammich question. Not sandwich, sammich. That really just sealed the deal at the end there.
I thought it was an excellent Chat, so far it ranks as my number two - I'm sorry, but Tiffany Grant still keeps the number one spot. She was very cheerful and excited, so I thought she meshed well with us. Still, Crispin gets a close second for not only braving all the questions, but for also typing in proper grammar. FTW man, FTW.
Third quarter ends next Friday, and March is looking like hell. This is the basic summary of my next three weeks, as given to my English teacher:
Monday I had tech club, Tuesday was Millikin, Wednesday was more tech club, Thursday was my band concert, tonight I have to work. Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, I have to work on a research paper/presentation that is to be 10-15 pages in length and turn that in/present it Wednesday. Tuesday I have a college algebra test, along with more tech club then and on Thursday, not to mention an art club meeting Thursday. Next Friday is a field trip to the Museum of Contemporary Art for both AP English and AP Art. That night is the third annual writer's club lock-in. Also, quarter ends. Next Saturday is work, then we roll into Tech Week, aka, Hell Week, for the musical, which is the 19th-22nd. On top of that, I've got two more art projects due on the 16th.
Hamlet (which we're reading now to give us something to do in class while we do our research papers) is just the margarine to all this - supposedly good for you, but sloooowly killing you on the inside.
In summary: Life is like a crap sandwich! The more bread you have, the less CRAP you have to put up with!
Come Movie Sign on the 22nd, I'll be in bliss.
Went to Millikin University on Tuesday for a band thingie. It ended up being a big waste of time, though interesting. Bus ride was an eight hour round trip, with only four hours spent at the school. The way there was entertaining, as me, Ryu, Phill, and Mitch (a drummer) chatted away. I also plowed through about a hundred pages of this essay book called "Complete & Utter Failure" by Neil Steinberg (I was stunned upon reading the dust jacket - this involves some connect-the-dots), which documents instances of failure in different areas. It's amazing.
So we got there...ate mediocre college food for lunch...then listened to some other high school bands at the Kirkland Art Center. The auditorium? Amazing. The performances? Let's put it this way: I ended up sleeping and having Lorenza poke me awake so I could applaud for them. Boring stuff - reminded me of the things we played for middle school.
The highlight of the campus visit was playing on the stage before going to a clinic. The director? A complete jerk. He acted pleasant, but he was just so rude and ripped into our clarinets a lot. Essentially, I gained nothing from the clinic, and though our director said we would be getting an "extended" one, it lasted all of twenty minutes. Then we went on a tour that nobody was interested in before changing into our comfortable clothes and heading back home. I overheard our director on his cell say (and I paraphrase) "Yeah, the clinic was...um...not what I expected."
Best part of the day was probably eating Culvers for dinner.
Last night was our band concert, which I thought went very well. Played eight songs, which was murderous, finishing off with our contest piece, The Three Revelations of the Lotus Sutra (movements II and III). We performed that at Millikin and will be playing it at New Orleans, so yeah.
Bleh. Have to go to work in a half hour.
Tomorrow is a really really long band trip to Milikin University (which is somewhere...somewhere in the middle of the state? way to go Kat). I have to leave the house at around 6:30am - which is typically when I wake up. >_O We're doing a band clinic festival thing ma-bobber. We're not getting back until around 9pm. URGHGUHHH. *dies a little*
So there's that.
Today was tech club...painting the set for "Joesph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat". I splattered tan paint over the left side of my face and torso because the roller was made of fail. Got footprints in random places (we paint barefoot, 'cause we're awesome) and hurt my neck from being crammed in a small space behind the set and staring up vertically to paint it black. Yeaah...
I've been falling asleep during my third hour class on A Days, which is Earth Science II. It is right after lunch and I end up drifting off after a half-hour because we tend to watch a video every class. I have never fallen asleep in class before, and I've actually been getting more sleep now than in previous years. But man, it's...weird...
Ahaha...today in AP Art, we had a sub, so we were a bit more random and weird than usual. I think we were talking about my weirdness and stuff, and Brian said "You and Mystery Science Theater..." Ashlyn, my fellow sci-fi geek, stared at me before we stared at Brian, grinning. It took him a while to take notice, but when he did, he was like "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU STOP STARING AT ME".
Then I presented a random summary of "The Brain That Wouldn't Die", and it intrigued him, Ashlyn, and my friend Jazz...I incidentally had my laptop, so we watched the last ten minutes of it in class. It was cracktastic.
Been working on my Keyblade. My hand smells like paint thinner.
For the first time in...hmm, maybe ever? I dunno. But because I got off work in time and didn't have to work yesterday [or today], I've got to go to all the Chat events this weekend. "Sheep in the Big Chat Room" has finished its run [I LOVE the last episode], but a bunch of us hung around and reminisced on ye olde days of cartoons. That means the '90s - you know, when 'toons weren't as scary as they were in the '80s or as creepy as they are today.
So I'd say keep an eye out at the Watercooler for some new event for Friday nights.
Last night was Anime Club, which was a good time. Miss Anonymous and I seem to be the only ones who were actually happy about Otani FINALLY kissing Koizumi. [Oh come on, does that really warrant a spoiler tag?] We were screaming at each other in whispers and on MSN excitedly. Now we have...six more episodes to go? Something like that? But yay, good times!
Aaaand tonight is Movie Sign, making my sweep of Chat events 3/3. We're watching The Brain That Wouldn't Die, which was also Mike's first episode as host. I've actually never made it through the whole episode [like many things, I get distracted], so it'll be a bit new to me. And stuff.
One thing I've noticed that the groups share in common - at least between AC and MS - was that we all want people to die. Yes. In Lovely Complex, we have The Trap that we all want dead [or at least kill their voice], and it doesn't matter which movie we're watching in MS, there's always some character we want to die. [Or the whole cast, like Rocketship XM and 12 to the Moon].
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New Billy Mays commercial, guys. "Big City Slider Station". I think this is the first time he has genuinely made me wince for yelling so much...
