Mother's dayyyy...um, yay. This holiday's rather pointless. I mean, I already appreciate my mother. I guess I should just be thankful that I have a good relationship with both my parents. Reading postsecret can really make you think that sometimes, lol.

We watched "The Thin Man" this evening. Heehee, I loved the main characters. It's a murder mystery from the 30s. So amusing! I highly recommend it.

Yesterday, our little town held its annual parade, headed up by the rotary club. It's for the rodeo that's put on by a local ranch that's next week. So all the floats are usually rodeo themed and of course the rodeo queen rides by. There's good scholarship money in that, actually. Respect. But the parade is mostly just an excuse for all the organizations to advertise, the little league parents to cheer for their apathetic child's team on a float, the ranchers to ride horses, the war vets to remember, and the bikers and car enthusiasts to show off their sweet rides. ^^ We sat next to my friend and her family, adding commentary the whole way. They even marched a little foal in the parade by his mama. He was so adorable! ^^ Gotta love community events like that.

Meme a la sparrowlove:
List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now, shaping your spring.
Post these instructions in your LJ along with your 7 songs.
Then tag 7 other people to see what they're listening to.
1. "Why Don't You Eat Carrots?" by Faust - Gotta love classic German Prog (aka: Krautrock). I've been researching into more and more bands, and Faust is a staple, it seems
2. "Walk on the Wild Side" by Lou Reed - I heard it on the radio recently and it got stuck in my head
3. "The Ferryman" by Jennifer Gentle - Great psych rock. I read a bio of them, and they said they're heavily influenced by Syd's solo work, which prompted me to immediately get an album. Good stuff.
4. "Atomic Rotary Grinding God / Quicksilver Machine Head" by Acid Mothers Temple - Trippy! I put this on and watched the "Jelly" visualizer on iTunes full screen. So cool.
5. "Punky's Dilemma" by Simon and Garfunkel - Sang this while doing laundry recently. It's infectious.
6. "Little Miss Queen of Darkness" by The Kinks - I swear this is my theme song, seriously.
7. "Pavillions of Sun" by T. Rex - Because Marc Bolan as a trippy hippie makes me wanna sing loudly and dance horribly!

Katrina
Ps- I dowanna go to school tomorrah...

These last two days have been ultimately rad, quite honestly. I don't care that they were my two AP testing days, they were fun. It's all that hanging about with friends, it is. Today, our strict Physics teacher made us come to 1st period, even when every other teacher told us to stay home and study. >.< So we all went to Physics, then kinda stared at each other like..uhh... lol. But I suggested that we just go the park again to study. It only ended up being four of us that went, but we crammed like nobody's business. ^^ I think I may have gotten a pretty bad headache from swinging on the swings while we did though. After that, we decided to stop studying and take time to chill and eat Wendy's. :P We talked about how we'd miss everybody next year, going away to college, and senior trip. From talking to everybody, it seems like I'm the one who's going to miss people the least. Lol, honestly, let's just turn the page and start the next chapter, alright? And haha, it's all the guys who are getting all depressed at leaving people. :P

The test, though, wasn't horribly bad. The multiple choice was harder than the English one, but I'm sure I did decently enough. The essays were alright too. Like with the English one, our teacher showed us the hardest possible prompts for practice, but the real test's prompts were all doable. It was kindof interesting, in that the first essay was document based, then the last two were questions you had to answer with a thesis based essay. I finished about a half hour early, lol. I always finish tests first. It's pretty much my trademark.

Sooo, I'll find out how I did in July. Not like I'll care then, but ok.

I almost with I had more AP tests, so I could hang out and study with friends some more. Oh, and also miss all our pointless classes.

Katrina
Ps- I don't even know why I should come to school anymore. We're doing...like...nothing. They just decide to give us busy work. *sigh*
Pps- The Office never fails to be amusing! And hello, Michael just cannot be any more :O I can't believe he just did that. It's insane.

Mid-AP testing, I am. The English one really wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. Our English teacher was giving us the hardest practice AP tests, so we were all scared out of our boots going in. Overall, our entire class was pretty satisfied with how they did. The essays were a bit tough, but I think I'll scrape away passing marks. I used Hamlet for the open-ended question and I'm hoping it won't be an over used one. Eh, I'll find out come July.

After the exam, though, was a *blast*. We got the rest of the day off, so about a dozen of us all drove to Tomatinas, this italian restaurant. We talked about the test and stuffed our faces. After that, about half of us went to a park to play frisbee...just because we could. ^^ We ended up running around like madmen, throwing one of my friend's shoes by the sprinklers, swinging on the swings, and making up funny dance moves.

I should be studying like mad for the AP European History exam tomorrow afternoon. Every teacher gave us the period off except for our first period Physics teacher. >.< So we're all going to go to class for one period, then go study somewhere. Ha, pretty much pointless.

*sigh*

Alright, I guess I'd best look over treaties, wars, and royals from the past, oh...500 years.

Katrina

*hastily reads all the plot summaries of past read books on sparknotes* >.< This open ended question on the AP test better be applicable to something like Clockwork Orange or The Metamorphosis or Hamlet...you know, ones I know well. ;) But on the multiple choice, yeah it's pretty much too late now. :P

I'm going to watch youtube before actually heading off to dreamland so as to not fry my brain entirely, lol.

Oh, and I did decide on continuing track for the next week and a half, and thusly running in the CCS league meet two Saturdays from now. It'd be so much better if I didn't have this sore muscle in my side, right above my hip bone. It's the weirdest place to have pulled something. It makes me feel like an invalid, to be honest. :\ Well, just in that it shoots pain down my left leg that shouldn't be there. It better heal this week. We'll see how it goes. I was feeling disgusted at the thought of more practice yesterday and throughout today, but afterwards, I got my optimism spark back.

Aw...now I'm getting nostalgic about all these books I've read. <geek> They seriously are like friends, books. </geek>

Katrina
Ps- I need to start reading something soon, man.

Yeahhhh, so Track Finals were yesterday. All this time I was waiting for finals, so I could just say that track was over, but noooooo. Of course I had to come in second place in the 800m. This means I have to practice for two more weeks and go to league trials. *hangs head* I've just been so tired, though. Eugh, and my times aren't even as good as last year. I'm going to paste on a smile, though. I have to see this out. I have to.

In other news, I woke up relatively early today, which meant I had time to put on eyeliner. :P It was a good day, too. Well, people were complimenting what I wore today, even though it was like...a forever 21 shirt and jeans. whooo. I think that irks me more then not getting compliments when you wear your favorite stuff. People can be so drab. Please can it be halloween every year? kthxbai.

ALSO, AP TESTS THURSDAY AND FRIDAY. I'm really really nervous for the AP English test on thursday, but I'm just going to review about fifteen minutes for the AP European History test on Friday. We took a practice history one in class today...pff, I'm not going to stress about it. At least I don't have to come to school after the English test. We're still pining for not coming before the History one on Friday, though.

My brother and I watched the new Robin Hood on BBC America today. (whoot tivo) We kept seeing commercials for Graham Norton's talk show, so I youtubed it later. He is so hilarious!

I also found this hilarious comedienne. I love her bit about the nail salon!


Katrina
Ps- Whyyyyy is it only tuesday...

I'm still kinda shell shocked for tomorrow. The last track meet. Track finals. I've got a full plate of events too. *sigh* but then it'll be finished.

Plus living through school...that's bad enough. Senior year anymore...we all know it's a joke. Finals are going to be BRUTAL this semester.

Also, I'm amazingly digging all this krautrock. NEU! and Faust...it's all amazing. All I did was look up bands similar to Can on last.fm. Ahh, last.fm, so amazing.

My mom just found an old story I wrote in Kindergarten. Heehee, it's been the fodder for quite a few inside jokes between us. It's called "The Day that I Got a Leprechaun". Lol, you know what? I'm going to type this out. It's too classic not to post. :P
Was that not amazing? And mind you, the actual story is accompanied by crayon drawings of me, my family, and the leprechaun. Even in my little 5 year old mind, I had some sort of fascination with the UK and myths, I guess. Haha, I'm a better writer now, thank goodness. :P

Also, AP tests on Thursday and Friday! Eeek... *big sigh* I'll just keep plowing along day by day and hope to get there in one piece enough to worry about those days.

It's more tiring to think of the things to do then to actually do them.

I went to lunch with my dad today. Over plates of pasta, I brought up philosophy, or rather, how glad I was not to be like other people who go through life with an unthinking smile. I dunno, he seemed upset as the conversation digressed. He's more of a simple, day to day person. *sigh* I really can't relate, but I have to respect that because so many people out there are simple. They have to be in order for the simple things of this world to be done.

Katrina
Ps- Yet again, reading post secret has put off wayyy too much of my time.

Ever think there's such a thing as too much inspiration? I don't think so...just not enough ways to get it all expressed.

I watched "I'm Not There" today. To be honest, I really wasn't that thrilled about it. It was wishy washy, lacked a real plot, and wasn't even that artsy. Eh. Yeah, not thrilled.

But, all weekend I've been dying to write poetry, so I scratched one out in a matter of minutes, just to express anything at all.

I am the cat licking up the milk at the bottom of your cereal bowl,
I am the skewed version of yourself living deep within your soul,
Why am I so deep in another plane
When you can barely remember your own name?
If you ask me, it's not the same,
Living life and calling it a game.
I am the disproportionate waste of society's mind,
I am the unluckiest one you'll ever find,
But you won't.
And who's to blame?
Certainly the man in the hat and the suit.
He looks mad, boring...and evil to boot.
I am the man who rides the subway, the undergound, the b.a.r.t.,
I am indeed, though a fluid piece of art.
Are we all not living, breathing in air?
It's not society's fault he doesn't care.
Blame you and me, the guilt we share
But don't.

Really, is it all that bad to be a so-called "suit". I know it'd kill me inside if I ever were to join them, but I guess it just suits some people.

I'm still really tired.

Katrina
Ps- The 60s really were a depressing place. I just want it to be cloudy.

I just finished watching a tivoed Classic Albums show of the Doors. UGH, I always feel *so* inspired after hearing the tale of a great band's rise to success and watching the interviews with my heroes. Old rockers really are so wise, but they still have that youthful energy to them. I need an old rocker mentor to talk to. Honestly, I could listen to their stories all day long. And in the show, of course, the whole issue of Jim's life of excess came up. I was really glad to hear them all express the fact that creatives don't need to go hand in hand with self-destruction. That and the fact that the Doors weren't flower power, but rather being realistic about things, portraying both light and dark sides. And always, hearing that Jim was strictly a poet and not a musician really, it makes me think. ...Man, people valued their poets a lot more back then.

I really want to go write some poetry now. You know, I'm not really a fan of Jim's poetry, actually. They function well as lyrics, yes, but I don't think they're quite the poems in and of themselves.

*inspired sigh*

Anyways, for the actual things that happened...lol, I feel obliged to for my future self's reference. :P
-We went to see my brother in the school play of "The Odyssey". He played one of the suiters and one of Odysseus' men. It was pretty well done, for a high school play, anyways.
-Right now, my brother and friends are all seeing "Iron Man", which if you ask me, looks horrible. My mom's left on a retreat this weekend anyways, so I'll have plenty of time by myself tomorrow.
-AP tests fast approaching, and in AP English, we're wrapping up talking about "Rosencrantz and Gildenstern Are Dead". Existentialism is so much fun to think through. I don't believe in it, personally, but it's great for a little head trip. And head trips, as far as I'm concerned, = win. Existentialist literature or absurd theater better be on the AP test this year, because I'll do amazingly.

You know, I don't think that modern humanity should be able to call itself "human". We hardly use our bodies to their full potential. I'll start talking about track and physical pain, but the person will receive it only with a blank stare.
"You know, when your body tenses up because you've reached your physical maximum potential and you're frustrated because you can't humanly pass that barrier?"
"Um...no. Sorry to say, I haven't."
It's ridiculous! What's worse is that people can't even say that on a mental level. You'd think with all our modern society and extra time to sit around, we'd be the ultimate in thinking, ingenuity, and philosophy. But noooo! All we have reeling through our tiny little minds are quaint catchphrases from youtube videos, lyrics, and when we're going to see our friends next. Not a thought about history, original ideas, or even the existentialist's favorite question of "Who am I?"! >.< No wonder people are turning to PETA, saying that we ought to protect animals from being killed. We're practically animals ourselves, and if we start killing cows, then killing humans would logically follow!
Where are all the Renaissance Men and Women?

Katrina
Ps- Before you slip into unconsciousness... I'm going to have the Doors stuck in my head all tomorrow, huh.

If only I had more foresight, I would have set up a may pole outside. Because today would have been an awesome day to dance around with ribbons, excepting the lack of flowers and my jam packed schedule.

Last night I came home around 9, and today I came home around 8. I'm so thankful the weekend is fast approaching. Besides, track's finally ending on Monday with the league finals. Eek! And, of course, my coach is putting me in for the 800 m (half mile), 1600 m (mile), and the 3200 m (two mile)...heh heh. Yeah, I'll hopefully get to scratch out of doing the 3200 m.

I even woke up an hour early this morning because our senior class social chairs decided we should go out for breakfast before school. I mean, yes, it was fun, but wow...I'm really really tired right now. We stopped at the Baker's Square down the road from school. Only about a dozen of us went. :P Good times, though. I'm actually surprised at my awakeness every morning. I have a feeling I'm a morning person, except that being a teenager just masks that for a while.

I have a serious thing for "Piper at the Gates of Dawn". It's like a crush, but it's morphed on to true love. It puts things right, relaxes you, sends you on a trip, and entrances you all at the same time. You know those questions, what ten albums would you bring with you on a desert island or whatever? Yeah. Piper's definitely one of them.

Although..."The Wall" has been stalking me for the past few days. "Another Brick in the Wall pt 2" especially. But such is public radio. I'm overdue for a complete Wall listen through, anyways.

AP tests are next week and I'm nervous. ...well, for English, not so much European History. >.< Whatever. I just have to keep telling myself that I'm taking Honors Humanities next year, which'll cover that stuff uber fast anyways. Whoot overachieving, but never following through on it! (Honestly, that's always been my horrible tactic. I always take too many hard classes, then force myself to suffer through the consequential hell)

Today I taught a friend of mine how to hack. Honestly, one must weild a computer wisely. The hype machine search I put up the other day? Yeah, he didn't know how to save the songs. Right click>Save link as... And then he flipped out like I had just cleansed him from sin or something. *shakes head* And he's even starting to fall from his Devendra appreciation, which is what got us talking about music anyways. Ah well, hipster scum...

...I'm in need of sleep, so away I go to dreamland. Speaking of which, I had another dream. It involved our track team getting on a bus to go to a meet, but there was a football game going on, so we just sat in the stands and watched it. It was raining, too. Then, I went to the snack bar, and a delivery man came and delivered a hard liquor pizza "for to use in the endzone" he said. Don't ask me, I don't understand what he said in the dream either! But the snackbar man refused, saying they couldn't ID the people very well down there. So they just shoved the pizza box into the snack bar fridge. :P I love dreamland. It makes no sense and I love it. Besides, I miss the rainy setting that the dream was set in...oh...so...much.

Katrina
Ps- *does a rain dance*
Pps- I'm sick of the bright sunlight pounding down. All I seem to relate it to is tiredness and throbbing headaches.

I've been consciously growing out my toenails for a few weeks now. It sounds weird, but something as simple as that sorta excites me.

All hail the music blogosphere and it's rain of free mp3s, as well as music commentaries! My new favorite past time is following them via the Hype Machine site. It feels really good to be catching up on music news. Also, Devendra Banhart + Natalie Portman? Oddest pair pretty much ever. And alas, modern music groups are still a chore to sift through. There's so much dross that you have to pull off until you get to the rare good stuff. At least it's there.


This music video is purdy funny. ^^

This made me lol quite a lot. Poor Roger and his pig. At least it went we we we all the way home or some other such lame pun of a joke.

School, what school? *hides*

Katrina

The sun makes me want to dissolve into a puddle of melted ligaments. You know what, I wonder what the human body would look like melted. *pauses to think about that a sec* Yeah, I hope this heat doesn't keep up. It does not produce that best days for me.

I may, perhaps, be one of the most unoriginal people in the history of mankind. I think I need to find more time to outlet my jealousy, more time to do art. I've been lacking time to outlet my creativity and it's taking a toll on me. Ugh, why do I always turn to grotesque images when I'm upset? All that comes to mind are popping the blisters of jealousy and feeling relief that the hard, heartlessness falls off as I reach peace again.

I had a dream the other night about Freddie Mercury blowing up a skyscraper in a suicidal act, then zombie people lining up outside, then walking through a hedge maze with everyone I know from school...ugh, just weird. Why are hedge mazes such prominent themes in my dreams?

I want to sleep, but I have several hours more of homework left.

Might as well actually try to do *some*...

Katrina
Ps- Frozen anything sounds great right now. I may just shower, then grab some ice cream. ^^

I just saw the movie "Expelled" with my family. Yes yes, debate, controversy, bias...that's all very nice, but the thing that I took away from it was that I miss intelligent discussion. It seems like in this modern world, science has been shoved to collegiate theses and politically spun blogs. I miss the genuine verbal spar. It's really rather endearing, because right after the logical syllogism is the opinionated rant. Sometimes this further perpetrates a point, but most times I just smile to myself. I wish we could bring back open, enlightened salons where your friends and acquaintances are revealed to be philosophers. I believe every person deserves utmost respect for using his noodle, even if I'm vehemently against the views themselves. And having a face to face discussion makes things more personable and respectable. In answering a scientific paper with an opposing view, it looks and feels like a slap to the face. At least in conversation, you can add a smile afterwards and buy them another coffee. ;)

"Expelled" overall is aimed at the uninformed populace, on the fence philosophers, and waffling evolutionists...not Christians or intelligent design fans at all. Preaching to the choir is one way to describe it. Yes, he draws parallels to Hitler and does splice the interviews together how he wants, but you could do the same in a paper. If you have strong convictions already, the movie won't change them. It's more like a public service announcement to inform the public about discriminations. (Oh yeah, and he adds in his own view as well to pad the whole thing out)

Being an open-minded person, I just scoop off the frothy layer of whiny opinions anyways. You know, get to the point or GTFO. And gee, thanks, movie for telling everyone that people don't follow logic in debates. Ha, preaching to the choir...

Btw, the only thing that really rubbed me the wrong way was the shot of Ben Stein looking Darwin's statue in the face. Honestly, modern evolution is not Darwinism. Please stop insulting the dead for the baggage his name now bears. I respect Darwin as a thinker, even though he wrote about racism as a direct result of evolution. (which we now all agree is horrendous)

Maybe it's only some sort of motherly response in me that thinks that rants are endearing. Also, that wants to show them the artistic world outside of science, telling them that everything will be ok and that the world can be beautiful. *shrugs* Anatomy, biology, and the workings of the cell always seemed more like art to me anyways.

Katrina
Ps- MOAR SMRT TALKINGZ, ME W/ U, WURLD, Y/Y!

"The Magic Flute" was amazing to hear in person. The opera company we go to frequently always puts on an astounding show. ^^ The costumes, sets, and overall concept of design and visuals is amazing. Mozart's compositions are a treat to hear in opera form. I think I prefer his operas more then any of his other stuff. (I may have a bit of a bias against a majority of his piano pieces, lol) The opera was done in German, which is not my favorite opera language (but is better then English). But for the speaking parts, the players spoke English, which made those scenes' acting much more accessible for the audience. ^^ But the libretto of the opera by Schikander was horrid, honestly. I mean, I know that it was groundbreaking to mix classic opera with the common man's singspiel, but this was poorly done. I mean, a hodge podge of several myths and fables? Seriously? The plot line was confusing and jumpy. The characters were shallow, except for Papageno, the funny character (which was performed really well tonight). And the bad guy was hard to spot. The guy loves a chick, but she gets stolen away by some guy. The chick's mom, the Night Queen, sends the guy to save the chick from the kidnapper, who is a worker for another King. Turns out the King doesn't even approve of the guy working for him anyways, so...who is the bad guy? *shrugs* In a strange twist of events, it's the Night Queen, seeking to usurp that other King. Yeahhh, definitely just go for the music and Papageno. ^^ In my opinion, "A Masked Ball" and "Marriage of Figaro", and even "Tosca" were better, of the ones I've seen.

And I love hanging out with my mom. We're opera junkies, lol. We went out for dinner beforehand at this Falafel restaurant/Mediterranean food place. It was *delicious*. Haha, we also like eating tons of international foods, my mom and me. ^^ We talked in the car a bunch too, about college, The Bell Jar, our days, Fitzgerald, those annoying TV screens at the gas station and grocery store, and the radio.

^^ I'm just really glad it's the weekend.

Katrina
Ps- Yes, I know, I'm pretty much a music nerd. Praise the high heavens I'll be let loose to a place where this is a good thing. Yay music majoring!

On PostSecret, there's a secret up that reads "I think life is easier for men". I went to the forum, of course, to see what the chatter about it would be. There were tons of comments about yea or nay. But in all honesty, I think life is just as hard for both genders. The physical pain and emotional mess that usually leads to the conclusion that women get a raw deal with life makes sense, but I don't really see it as something traumatic enough to warrant such a claim. It'd be difficult to be a man. There are so many different things you have to live up to. It's almost as if you have to pull yourself up by your own bootstraps. Women have so much to fall back on. *shrugs* I mean, if I was a man, I'd probably never be an art or music major. Haha, this job nonsense...If all fails, I can always just marry rich, right? :P Ugh, I hate money.

Now that I think about it...Sometimes I feel like I'm "one of the guys" more then with my fellow chicks. My friend did comment that I "got" guy humor. I really can't stand being around groups of girls for too long. We're so menial and day to day, while I find that most guys talk about random, unimportant things. Please, I don't care how you're doing enough to make a whole conversation of it. Laughter is a much more important response.

It's *insane* how I think myself something so special. Whenever topics are discussed how things should be, especially at church, I leave my opinion out because I know nobody else shares it. Oh, shall we change all the music to Gregorian chants or Symphony Orchestrations? Why even bother bringing it up. *sigh* I've been the anomaly for so long that I've stopped thinking of myself as a part of anything.

I'd probably implode if I ever met someone that shared a whole handful of my interests. It's hard enough to meet teenagers that love classic rock that much, let alone Romantic era literature, let alone contemporary poetry...

I hope this "nobody *understands* me" thing is just another phase of teenagership and not a lifelong isolation. Quite honestly, it better stop soon.

Katrina
Ps-  *
Pps- I've had the second? (who can tell? There are like seven verses in that song) verse from "Dogs" stuck in my head all day today. "try and shake off...this fleeting malaise...if I don't stand my own ground...how can I find myself out of this place"

I hate admitting things. I wish I could just be like Margot from "The Royal Tennenbaums" and never tell anyone anything. But, sadly, I have this strange desperation for useful comments on anything and everything. My life seems to be so full of either silence on the commentary or utter meaningless "oh that's wonderful" "keep it up" and "you made this?" are hardly substantial to discussions.

On second thought, we're not going to go see "Forgetting Sarah Marshall". Besides, I want to see "Mister Lonely" and "Son of Rambow", which both come out in May. My mom and I are going to see Mozart's "Magic Flute" opera this weekend (here is me super psyched) , as well as maybe see that "controversial" *rolls eyes* movie "Expelled". So I won't be lacking for things to do.

Straaaaaange brew, kill what's insiiide of youuuu... I swear my day gets way better when the radio plays good stuff in the morning.

Have you ever thought that your inner monologue constant train of thoughts would make for the best movie narration? Because I always seem to be thinking something deep about simple things, relating something completely bland into an amusing reference, stringing together random rhymes and poetic lines, and writing philosophies. I wish I could bottle up my chains of thoughts...it saddens me to realize that a lot of it goes unsaved.

I finished watching "No Country For Old Men", which I started a week much too long ago. I am usually a stickler for having resolution in a plot, since that's usually my draw in movies, that the conflict be resolved, but I was perfectly satisfied with that open ending. It was the perfect calamity that followed through with the mess of the movie itself. The silence, the sudden violences, the derangedness, deeper musings being voiced by hicks, creepy murder weapon...it came together wonderfully.

Can there be more movies in the psychological thriller genre, plz? kthxbai.

...I still haven't done my homework or eaten dinner.
For some reason, neither one seems appealing right now.

Katrina

I trimmed my own hair. I can finally rest at ease about split ends.

My friend really wants to go see "Sarah Marshall" on Saturday. It's rated R, but I dunno. Maybe we should just go see it. And besides, it has Russell Brand in it. ^^

>.< Mondays stink. And I swear April brings out a sort of depression in me. *hangs head* So close but yet so far.

I honestly have homework I need to be doing right now, but I just want to go to sleep. Alas, poor yorick procrastination is the only middle ground I can find.

This morning I felt really bad. I didn't want to wake up and...I sort of want to attribute it to artistic emoness because I've been lacking in the vivid inspiration department, especially with this fear of what creative work needs to be done for college. But when I sit down to do something, a creative product comes popping out effortlessly.

I'm still really caught up on the Meyer-Briggs/Jeung personality test. I'm an ENTP. I read up on the page with the descriptions of it and I feel like it limits me having it there. Of course nobody fits within any boundaries at all, but they're secure and we like them to be there. The test thing, I linked to a friend of mine, and he got ENTP as well. I've been thinking about that. Why do I always draw people to myself that are so similar to me? It's almost as if I feel that nobody but me seems to *get* anything. And nobody likes isolation...but it seems to be acursed to me, personality-wise.

Can I skip school tomorrow and stay home binding books, wearing a floaty minidress, with a nap outside in the morning sun? Because, honestly, that would help much more then talking at me.

Katrina
Ps- I hate entries like this one.
Pps- >.<
Ppps- I'm...*fake cough* sick? Whatever it takes, oh school, to stop you! *shakes fist*

I actually feel like sickness is coming on. Swollen lymph nodes...curse you.

The rest of the conference in Monterey was awesome. We met up with a bunch of the Russian students and talked with them. I was stunned to hear their impression of America was so great. They said that we're quite friendly here and that back in Russia, nobody'd walk up to them and say hi just on the street. Not necessarily that that's the impression I get about America, haha. It made me think...and not only that. Their comments made me want to go out and be one of those warm, friendly people they apparently thought we all are. Maybe I will resolve to be a little bit more talkative. And I really want to go visit Russia now. It sounds so gorgeous when you're not shivering. :P

That second night we spent at the hotel, all the other kids that came down with me, we all watched movies in our hotel room. We saw "Dead Silence", watched The Office Episode (Parody of "American Pie" FTLOLZ), and saw the beginning of "Fight Club". We ended up having a movie marathon as soon as we drove back into town. Yes, I enjoyed "Fight Club" that much. ^^ The plot was so intense, it involved mental disorders, violence, mind control, UGH...it was good! Seriously, if insanity's in there, extra points for you. :P At the movie marathon, we saw that, "Juno", and "Rosencrantz & Gildenstern are Dead" because we're reading that for English. I really wasn't that big of a fan of "Juno". It had some funny moments, but overall was just eh. It had great actors, to be sure, but the plot was slow and a bit pointless, really. They downplayed the conflict so much it was like she didn't really care that she was pregnant.

Anyways, but we were sure to get clam chowder in a bread bowl before leaving Monterey. ^^ And, eugh, despite the *awesomeness* that is Monterey (honestly, I love the weather, the cold ocean, the rocks, the sand dunes by the water, the aquarium, and sea breeze, the saltwater smell...ahh so amazing), there are those inevitable annoying people. I honestly don't know how to take cat calls. Am I supposed to ignore them, or smile and say thanks? Because when we were driving out, I had to stop at the bathroom, so we stopped at a McDonalds (evil itself, btw). There were these scruffy looking kids sitting around their cars smoking in the parking lot there. And one of em said "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen...and that's a compliment" Eugh...Part of me is annoyed to high heaven. Another part is kinda selfish and likes attention. Another part is disgusted because some random riffraff said that. And besides, I was still dressed up for the conference. I always ignore. Who knows, maybe my hearing could not be that good, lol. I try to think about what some model would do. Would Twiggy ignore it? I don't even know. Pattie might be shy and just walk off. I honestly don't know. *sigh* Sometimes I hate being blonde. I feel like I need to add some sort of punk color for self-defense purposes sometimes.

I really don't want to go to school this week. I just want to fade into some music and drift away...

Earlier this evening, my parents and I watched "It Happened One Night" with Clark Gable from the 30s. It was awesome! ^^ I was laughing and awwing a whole bunch. "Bring down the walls of Jericho" hahaha!

My weekend disintegrated anyways. Saturday was spent on a track meet. Sunday was church and napping. >.< Honestly...when do they expect us to be able to do school stuff? They're wasting all my time talking at me during the week. If they'd just let me leave school to work on my schoolwork, then it'd be done in no time.

Katrina

Alright, so this is desperately awkward. I'm updating from the hotel room here at Monterey where we're staying for the CIF "critical issues" forum. My mom and I drove here last night from San Jose, where I was for the "music major for a day" program. The rest of the people from my group drove down with our Physics teacher. :P They have stories. Haha, like him driving 40 mph on the freeway. Poor them... Anyways, the morning session of the conference went well. We've had about eight or so presentations, equal amounts from American schools and Russian schools. Some of them are interesting and some are boring, but that's the way these things go. We're on break for lunch right now, and the two guys are still working out what exactly they're going to say, while my friend and I chill (because we're pretty much ready). Well, pretty much we just wrote out our scripts last night until 2 am. Haha, we certainly deserve a prize for that. AND we learned how to say "Hello" in Russian, which I'll use as part of my speech. I'm learning a few things we haven't learned by researching this presentation, actually. It's all very interesting to my inner nerd and inner diplomat. :P And the Monterey college of international studies, who're hosting the event, are filming the entire thing and putting it up on Youtube, they think. So, if they do, I'll post it for some laughs. :P You can see Katrina gone UN diplomat. ^^

Nerdiness aside, the hotel is the same one my aunt got married at about ten or so years ago. It sits right by the Monterey Bay and the cold sea breeze smells lovely. We were all craving clam chowder in a bread bowl last night, and it's our plan to eat some before this trip is over. Last night as well, we walked out to the water and ran around like idiots. You could clearly see Orion and Ursa Major, which I was sure to point out. :P Man, I love Monterey. I forgive Steinbeck The Pearl for making Monterey his stomping grounds.

SJSU's Music Major for a Day was awesome.

I'm actually rushing out the door right now. We need to get back to the conference. :P Sorry for the longwindedness!

Katrina

Bleghh...It would seem that I'm horribly tired right now.

I'm not going to school for the rest of the week. Tomorrow is an open house at the SJSU Music College, so I'm going to wake up bright and early so we can drive down there. Then on Thursday and Friday, we're headed to Monterey for a conference that our Physics class put together a presentation for on energy. The conference is about whether or not there'll be a nuclear renaissance or not. Our presentation says that it won't and that we need to save more energy first. So, I'll be out of town for quite a while overall. At least one of the destinations is Monterey. I <3 Monterey beaucoup.

Actual updates aside, I'm still really tired, especially when looking at this length of a to-do list before me (oh and the homework I'll be missing). You know, that's the worst kind of tired. That pause and a sigh as you look at what you must do soon.

We've started up the biggest joke of a class ever. Computer Lit. Praise all that is good that it's only for the quarter. Well, at least I now know what the minimize button does. *rolls eyes*

Also, who knew that random beeps and buzzes apparently affect your brain? *shrugs* Oh the things I see people talking about on the internet...that make me end up reading extensively about whatever it is...

*melts into a pile of sleep*

Katrina
Ps- I'm awfully negative when I'm tired, huh.
Pps- Um, wearing white framed sunglasses makes me happy.
Ppps- You see what I did there? Yes, I'm actually quite a positive person, I swear.

Dancin', Dancin' onnn...
Time successfully wasted.

I spent the afternoon at a friend's house, trying to write some sort of background music for the Senior Tea slideshow. Haha, we ended up messing around with his fancy electronic piano settings more then working. He only seems to play really slow, nostalgic, soft songs. I started improv-ing and got this dark, mysterious sounding piece going. Oh, the contrast. It seems like I tend toward minor keys.

The other night, we had a girl's night for our youth group. We did some karaoke. I sang "Dancing in the Streets". ^^ Thing is, people can't do karaoke. You need to belt it out loud proud, man. And have stage presence! I was the only one who really got inta it. :( Ah well, we watched "Sydney White" afterwards.

Katrina

Ps- It can't possibly be Monday of the busiest week this month already. Grr, I just want to nap tomorrow.