Cinquains

Kelly
AP US
Is Kicking My Butt. Ow
College is Overrated. Not.
John Scott

Blogging
Makes me Uncool
Beginners Poetry
Is for Juniors in High School, Too.
No Sleep

Francine
She is a Phone
She has Lips on her Back
She is a Homo-Phoneian
Text Me

Thats all the syllable counting for tonight.

here is a list of things i thought about today:

1. why did i tell Evarts i have a blog? now he'll ask me about it.
2. why does everyone think blogs are so weird? are they weird?
3. why does Clark make us analyze things we've already read? which lead me to wonder if when an author writes a book, he is "effectively using rhetorical devises" on purpose.
4. are there rhetorical devices in my blog? is someone analyzing me?
5. why do we always get the weird sub in chemistry? here is a quote from my old pal "do not cuss. cussing is simply using a bad word to describe something which can be described in better terms. cussing just makes you sound stupider". i rest my case.
6. boys are annoying.
7. i should be embarrassed by the number of facebook videos i have left.
8. i should wake up more than ten minutes before i need to leave my house in the morning so my hair doesnt happen like this again.
9. i should care that my hair looks like this.
10. misha says that curly haired people are more approachable. this is false. i am so not approachable, and neither is misha. good logic.
11. Dave Petunia never fails to make me laugh. too bad she only exists once a year.
12. i remember the reason why i quit french. madame isnt that nice.
13. lists are hard to read.

i guess ill go finish MAKING A DBQ. what kind of project is that? not write a DBQ, but make one. so go find documents, and analyze them, and put them all together. and also make a rubric identical to the college board one but dont use the college board one.

useless.

-pieces

kelly

Irony

This post has nothing, really, to do with irony. I just like it.

so Chloe's birthday surprise went perfectly. now that its finished, i can reveal my terrible-ness. i bought six of those HUGE bouncy balls and gave one to each of her classes, so she'd have to carry them around all day. but she liked it, no matter what she says. and we got to play with them all day, so that was a plus.

today in creative writing, which is shaping up to be the best class i possibly could have replaced AP French with, we worked on "free writing". after she explained the "rules of free writing" (oh wait, there is a little bit of irony after all), she put a picture up of a man beating a lump out of his rug. and as she was explaining that free writing isnt for everyone, i swear she looked right at me. whattt? i kind of want to shoot her an email with my blog and be like "hows this for free writing?" of course, if i do, then she'll, ideally, see this post. so hey mrs.heck. i like your class. i swear i dont smoke weed. anyways, so my free write quickly went from how anger is useless to my passive aggressive tendencies i seem to have developed recently. specifically, about my job. which i wont blog about right now, but am likely to blog about in the future. hopefully the near future.

piece. im off to my choir concert with LSU. feel free to distract me from my misery.

-kelly

A

bulleted list by Kelly. (as opposed to the other contributors to this blog.)

• i recently re-found my conscience. its been in hibernation the past few months (years) but today it was back. i've come to the conclusion that being nice to someone to their face and making a huge joke of them behind their back is so typical teenage girl, and im over it. right Allie? we're over it. ani ochevet. and Chloe/Rachael B/ Nelly S/Courtney, we should stop too...
• in less bitchy news, tomorrow is Chloe's birthday, and she is SO going to regret her little flower stunt on my birthday. for those who dont go to West (ha. no one else reads this but me and i go to West...) chloe, who knows how easily im embarrassed, delivered purple roses to all of my classes on Thursday so that my teachers would give them to me in front of everyone. and if you dont know me and chloe, that sounds really sweet. but trust me, shes a malicious little bitch. who wont know what malicious means. oh chloe, i love you. ish.
• for those of you (talking to myself) who have facebooks, you may have noticed the fact that i am ALL OVER YOUR NEWSFEED. sorry. ive been in a facebook wall video frenzy, and therefore am all over everyones home page. and since my videos arent really funny, sorry again.
• im officially seventeen. and thats sad
• i went to Buffalo Exchange with allison, and we didnt get towed. it was a great experience.
• i have been so paranoid lately. about everything. especially driving, though. yesterday, i went thirty in my neighborhood (gasp) because i was convinced the mustang behind me was an undercover cop. oh well, atleast i wont get pulled over. yeah right.
• two hour choir rehearsals suck. but then, i already knew that.

thats all. i have like two hundred pages of The Invisible Man to read. FML

pieces

kelly

Im So Old

but its okay that im seventeen now. because, as Corie pointed out, now ill know everything they tell me in Seventeen Magazine. thank god.

so my dog is about to walk me, but i just wanted to say that Motion City Soundtrack is scaring me. because everytime i listen to ANY of their songs, i feel like they're singing out of my brain. and its freaking weird.

bye

Limericks and Haikus

Old Rex is Yellow

Parking Is For Compact Cars

Not my SUV

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Tea can be good, if its Green

with antioxidants and with caffeine

just don't get it at Starbucks

Cause it will cost ten bucks

Being broke isn't good for your Spleen

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I have a sore throat

I Guess I could get some sleep

Facebooking is Fun

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My grades right now totally suck

so forever in plano im stuck

because colleges only want students

who, with their grades, are prudent

So ill just drive a delivery truck

___forever.

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Oh, Valentines day

You are so terribly cruel

Ill just babysit.

DFHKSDHNFSD

today my mom and i discussed where i want to go to college. i filled her in on the fact that im not going. Sarah, in my second grade class, told me i probably wouldn't go, and that i should just take it online.

she is so wise.

Good Thing

I'm not studying for APUSH. why, all of the sudden, am i being forced to study? and why am i studying and not getting good grades? this sounds pretty bad, but this is actually the first year ever that my classes have actually made me apply myself. and it sucks. i dont know why i assumed i wouldnt struggle with four APs, but apparently im a human or something.

well thats really all i have time for right now. yay for english projects and apush tests.

kaybye
kelly

There

...is something to be said for my good intentions.

just saying.

logzjkds/ofwpi

This is my faceCovered in frecklesWith the occasional spotAnd some veinsThis is my bodyCovered in skinAnd not all of itYou can seeAnd, this, is my mindIt goes over and overThe same old linesAnd, this, is my brainIt's torturous analytical thoughtsMake me go insaneAnd I use mouthwashSometimes I flossI've got a familyAnd I drink cups of teaI've got nostalgic pavementsI've got familiar facesI've got mixed-up memoriesAnd I've got favourite placesAnd I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I hope everything's gonna be alrightAnd I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I hope everything's gonna be alrightThis is my faceI've got a thousand opinionsAnd half the time I'm trying to explainAnd this is my bodyAnd no matter how you try and disable itYes I'll still be hereAnd, this, is my mindAnd although you try to infringeYou cannot confineAnd, this, is my brainAnd even if you try and hold me backThere's nothing that you can gain'Cause I use mouthwashSometimes I flossI've got a familyAnd I drink cups of teaI've got nostalgic pavementsI've got familiar facesI've got mixed-up memoriesAnd I've got favourite placesI'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I hope everything's gonna be alrightAnd I'm singing "oh oh" on a Friday nightAnd I hope everything's gonna be alrightOh oh oh oh oh oh:

One Minute Writer

Write from the point of view of an inanimate object.

Hey, its me, your toothbrush. i've been thinking, and i've come to the conclusion that the two times a day you've been using me just isnt enough. its hard work, getting the nastiness out of your mouth, sometimes i cant even handle it without the aid of the mouthwash. all im saying is that it would make my job a whole lot easier if you could, you know, brush up a little after lunch. oh, and by the way, whats with the bubble gum toothpaste? you're too old for that.

im so freaking cool.

so this weekend was pretty good. Friday night was Zoe's birthday party, which was really really fun. it started out like a typical party for me: me, sitting alone, playing solitaire and texting. i'm getting more and more antisocial by the day. soon ill be Alexa. but anyways, once i met some of Zoe's friends and Alex and Christian got there, it was really fun. happy birthday, zoe :)

and then yesterday, i worked on my english project. we actually got a lot more done than usual. sorry i was yelling at you chloe. maybe if you didnt talk so damn much we could have finished :) maybe.

and thennn there was a Wadel project, which was a huge fail. even the regional board members that attended were being so disrespectful. its your job to help me and hannah, thats why you were elected, not to sit in the corner, on your phone, and then bitch about the project when you leave. it was a reeducation project, i dare you to plan a better one.

alright, now that im doing being mad about that...im working on my history collage. i feel like an eight year old, gluing pictures to a poster board. but if it'll help my APUSH grade, i cant really complain. well i can, and i do, but whatever.

so i guess ill get back to that. uch. im so over school and its still the weekend.

pieces
kelly