Thursday, November 19, 2009

God

...I am so sorry i've been so dramatic lately. I bet that if you read every single one of my blog posts, every third one or so would apologize for being so dramatic.

But i'm sorry none the less.

An update on my life for Claire: I'm completely done with college, the OU letter was the best one, Ive never been so starved for sushi in my entire life as I am while I wait for you to come home, I'm not actually suicidal but it was pretty nice that you thought you might want to take it seriously, Right now i'm not wearing makeup because i'm finished with that, Dave and Marshall are doing fantastic, i'm still not allowed in the choir room, its damn cold here in the mornings and then like 75 when I'm walking to the car after 5th, I absolutely cannot wait until i'm a second semester senior and don't have to be a student, We have so many boys to catch up on and we'll need to call eachother soon, Wednesday are still absolutely hellish days, we're really really legitimate, but I have to go to a Wadel dinner now.

I'll call you?

K. so that was for Claire. I'm really so so excited to be done with school though. Even though I know i'm not, and I'm going to have to keep taking tests and going to class and like ish doing homework until im completely finished, but I'm really just barely hanging in there.

Unless this is a college...

I'm a great student and even though these past few weeks have been tough I just cannot wait to finish out my senior year strong and buckle down for an academic college experience.

k i realy do need to go be a president.

pieces,
Kelly

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

...in newspaper, Katie was like "Kelly, you're so quick. you always have an answer and it so clever!"

I remember when I used to be clever.

Now i'm just a brooding teenager. Does me brooding about being a brooding teenager count as brooding?

Brooding is an exceptionally hard word to type. Open a word document and give it a try.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Why

...are we all so obsessed with ourselves?

This probably is trite. That's okay. Welcome to my blog.

Every single Monday, someone in my precal class asks my teacher how her weekend was. The boy who asks is just a nice guy- everyone likes him, and he's probably just trying to be polite. But before my teacher can answer with her sometimes too detailed response, everyone tunes out.

And it's not like we're being obvious about it is the same. We just do little things. Pick up our pencils, "discreetly" check our phones, flip through our notebooks. No one is listening. No one even cares. And I think being inconspicuous is even worse, because the teacher probably notices and its even more offensive.

Why does everyone do that? I mean I do it too, but honestly? Is it just our generation that has absolutely zero attention span, combined with zero respect, or is it a general declination in giving-a-damn that's happening all over the world? Its kind of embarassing.

what is our generation even called? Generation Me, probably. If it isn't, it should be. Because, sorry if i'm offending anyone, but thats all we care about, for the most part. Is that just human nature? To put ourselves first, like a fight-or-flight like reflex? Or are we seriously just losing touch with humanity? I hope its the first.

We should work on that. I'll try harder. Tell me to ask you a question, and i'll do it. And i'll listen to your answer. And I'll remember it, because I really do care. Try Me.


-Kelly

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Progress

Allison, Steph and I made serious progress on our list yesterday. The list allll the way from March, that was basically ignored all summer. But we accomplished like three things yesterday!

13- Go to Sprinkles
29-Apply for jobs at places that are way out of our league-
I've lost my faith in humanity because every single place we went to took us so seriously. Even Primacare. The receptionist asked if we were nurses or had any sort of qualifications, and we answered "no, but we are really fast learners." At the Porche dealership, we asked if they had any positions available for test drivers, and were given applications. At the Lexus dealership, we were given business cards. Why aren't people ruder to annoying teenagers coming to ask for jobs?

43- leave facebook videos from someone else's living room. We stood around my kitchen counter for close to ten minutes, thinking of who wouldn't think we were too weird but who wouldn't be considered cheating. It had to be at least pretty awkward. Eventually, we landed on Taylor's house, and he was such a good sport. We even watched like ten minutes of The Office together.

I changed the list to reflect what we've accomplished. I'm pumped for the day we get to reenact historical duels and read Hamlet in public places.

Kbye