Marks, Books and Wishes
Thursday 27 September 2007 | 6:13 pm
Music: "The Great Escape" - Boys Like Girls
Feeling: Contented
Thursday is very wet and cold. I've never been so happy about going to school in my life - it's true; I'm not exaggerating. Rain excites me in a way that I can't quite explain and with the way it fell this morning, the way it splashes onto my skin, the way the wind blew was just enough to make my day. It made me smile. Weird, I know, but that's just how rain affects me.
My practical Chemistry exam is a disaster. Well, I didn't really fail but I didn't exactly pass either; it was just a borderline pass and, true, it was disheartening but hey, I told myself I'm just not meant for Chemistry; I'm more of a Biology student and I did fairly well for its practical exam. So, that ought to make me feel slightly better.
My History paper was another story. I know I can just ace the damn paper but it's just that I didn't prepare enough for myself. I mean, I tend to cram everything into my head the day before the paper itself, which is not highly recommended. Every paper I've ever sat for was always a few marks short from the passing score. It's infuriating, really, to get the paper back and see You can do it! Keep trying! Don't give up! in red ink. So I guess I have to work harder. It's History for goodness sake. I like History (because there's Germany, Russia and a whole other bunch of European countries) but then, at certain times, I just hate it.
And my Mathematics paper. Good God. It's still F9 but there's a slight improvement, which is a good sign and also which means that I have to work even the more harder to at least pass the 50% mark. I refuse to get an F on my certificate. No, it'd be such an eyesore. Plus, Jaja and I have promised each other to work together on our Mathematics. So things should get better.
Oh, and I bought another book. It's The Time Traveler's Wife. I wanted to get I Am the Messenger but all they had stock of was The Book Thief, which I don't need. I want School's Out, too, and Sleeping Freshmen Never Lie...yeah, my demands for books will never end and ten years down the road, or maybe five, I can have my own library with a fireplace, a snuggly rug at my feet, a couch by the window, and a lighted white candle nearby.
Yeah, only that I don't think I'm going to need a freaking fireplace.
Aw man, I so want to be in the snow.
Booya.
Wednesday 19 September 2007 | 1:21 am
Is tonight bloody warm or what? I've forgotten to check the highlights for The Sopranos. I missed an episode of Supernatural. And the Virus Alert pop-up window is really pissing me off. Oh, that and I've given up on Mathematics. Seriously, how hard could it be? I mean, it's just numbers and calculations and formulas. What is so freaking hard about that?
And I'm under the impression that Carmine (not Giovinazzo or Gotti but my cat), is indeed, homosexual. Couldn't he see? Junior and Foxy are both MALES. But who cares, right?
I've had a shitty day today, and I didn't get any writing done.
This is so unfuriating.
1. If you were a bird, what kind would you be?
A raven.
2. How many days until your birthday?
Next year and I'm not going to count the days.
3. If you were a Lucha Libre, what would your wrestling name be?
I wouldn't get myself involve in that area.
4. Invisibility or Time Travel?
Invisibility.
5. When you read a book, do you read the ending first?
No because that kind of spoils the whole thing.
6. Who are the first three people on your party invite list?
There is no list.
7. How many siblings do you have?
Just two.
8. Who's your favorite T.V./ Movie character?
The Donnelly brothers. Good scripts. Pfft, like I know anything about scripts.
9. Vampires or Werewolves?
Vampires all the way.
10. What's your favorite book?
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak.
11. Is your back against the wall or are you on the dancefloor?
It's against the chair.
12. How many pets do you have?
4
13. Techno or Screamo?
Screamo; I just can't stand techno.
14. Who's your best friend?
Jaja.
15. Do you tell secrets or keep them?
I keep them and if I were to write them down, it'd be more than enough to make it into a book 'cause then I can make money off of people's secrets. Not that I'd do it.
16. How many friends do you have?
A few.
17. Who's your eldest friend?
A 28 year old. Shock? Don't be. I was joking. Hah.
18. Books or movies?
Give me books and I'd forget about ever going to the movies.
19. How often do you go to school?
Five days per week, like usual and that sucks.
20. What kind of movies do you enjoy?
I enjoy pretty much everything.
21. Do you dream in color or black and white?
Black and white.
22. How many books have you read in your life?
Too many to count and the number is still rising.
23. Do you believe in monogamy?
Why, yes, of course, I do.
24. Are you a generally happy person?
That, I'm not so sure because I'm temperamental almost the whole time.
25. Television or the radio?
Television. How do you expect me to watch the Donnellys, then?
26. Do you burn CD's or buy them?
Burn, buy, steal.
27. Are you currently subscribed to any magazines? If so, which ones?
None.
28. What's your favorite drink?
Jasmine Green Tea. Ah the heavenly smell. I miss it.
29. What's your favorite type of music?
Heavy and light, noisy and nice, screaming and singing.
30. What's your biggest fear?
Failing and losing everything.
31. Music or drawing?
Both!
32. Do you have a favorite movie? If so, which one?
Again, I have too many to count.
33. Do you share a room with anyone currently?
My freaking sister. I've ever considered to drag her into the store and make that her bedroom. I want my own room.
34. What kind of pet do you prefer?
Cat...no, polar bears but that's just being ridiculous.
35. How often do you dream?
Quite often. Some are just downright scary. Some are nice. Some just left me clueless and confused.
36. Pen or pencil?
Pen.
37. Who's your favorite teacher out of all of your school years?
Nobody.
38. Are you in love?
Do I sound like one? No.
39. How many times have you flunked a class?
None.
40. Which animal best fits your personality?
I don't know.
41. Paper or computer?
Paper. I love paper!
42. What comes to mind when someone says "school"?
I hate school.
43. Have you ever been in a relationship?
Once.
44. Do you enjoy life?
Sure. I'm just going with the flow.
45. What word best describes you?
Procrastinator.
46. Frozen Yogurt or Ice Cream?
Ice Cream!
47. What's your favorite T.V. show?
TBD. CSI.
48. How many times have you fallen down when all eyes were on you?
None.
49. Pirates or Ninjas?
Ninjas, please.
50. What is one thing you will never do, no matter the circumstance?
Drugs.
Donnelly's Fever
Saturday 15 September 2007 | 12:30 am
Music: "Up Against the Wall" - Boys Like GirlsMood: SleepyYou went down there with goodness in your hearts but you wore masks?
Irish. Italian. Organized crimes. New York.
Need I say more? I'm already addicted and too excited for Sunday because if I had the money, I'd just go get the DVD myself.
XD
A Complete Obsessive-Maniac...
Saturday 8 September 2007 | 8:51 pm
Music: "Autumn Song" - Manic Street PreachersFeeling: Literally dead.It has come to my attention that this has got to stop, the procrastination especially. One week and two days and I've done nothing much except for caving in to my strong desire to write. It's wrong in my eyes because with that period of time, I could have done more, achieved more and do others more. I know just what the problem is: the motivation is just not there. This shouldn't be an excuse, I know; what you've got to do, you've got to do and without preparation, even if there's a miracle and I highly doubt it, you're bound to disappoint yourself. But I'm just NOT motivated. It's like I've no desire, no strength to study for one final time, and there are just so many things to do at the same time, so many things to memorise.
It would be much simpler if our brains work like that of a computer's hard drive, yes?
My, the doctor told me today that I've got no enough blood in me. How...depressing. I told my parents there's nothing wrong with me and bringing me to him for consultation wasn't necessary. All seemed well at first until he checked my wrists and he was ah-ing and everything and then, bam, "She has got no enough blood in her body." I remember looking at him, well staring was more like it, and was kind of implying that I needed him to repeat that.
Blood - not enough.
Then, you know, I've no idea where that came from but suddenly there was this annoying, illogical thought that crossed my mind: I'll go drink some vampire's blood, then. It served as a joke really and I would have told my Mom that but I don't think convincing her that I'm just a complete obsessive-maniac over vampires would help. I've made her worry enough about me already.