this is dot mckenzie. shes pretty chill. please add her on facebook.Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
No, Wait.
i'm not finished. i just typed a really long paragraph about Peter De Vries quote "life is a zoo inside a jungle", but i accidently erased it or something.
so thats one of my favorite quotes. i kind of feel like the English department could have skipped Thoreau, and Emmerson, and their "great literary works" and just showed us those seven words, and then left us to decipher what they mean. i really like Clark, but even though transcendentalism clearly meant a lot to her, its not something that can just translate through a week or two of fifty minute lessons. life isnt going to happen while we're sitting in a desk taking notes, or while we're learning about when "life will happen". if theres anything that i've learned the last few months, its that you can't spend all your time focusing, and stressing, and worrying about the little things. which is an ironic thing to learn, considering. that irony is only going to be noticed by a few people, but its still there. i need to take a lesson from myself, but thats so much easier said than done.
HA that last sentence sounds like one of those girls who's facebook statuses are like "my life is so hard". i didnt mean to sound like that at all. those girls are so annoying. i just feel like everyone doesnt always need to know everything thats going on.
this was like steam of consciousness, im not even sure it makes sense to me.
but anyways, theres that. i have to go get Michael pizza.
kelly
so thats one of my favorite quotes. i kind of feel like the English department could have skipped Thoreau, and Emmerson, and their "great literary works" and just showed us those seven words, and then left us to decipher what they mean. i really like Clark, but even though transcendentalism clearly meant a lot to her, its not something that can just translate through a week or two of fifty minute lessons. life isnt going to happen while we're sitting in a desk taking notes, or while we're learning about when "life will happen". if theres anything that i've learned the last few months, its that you can't spend all your time focusing, and stressing, and worrying about the little things. which is an ironic thing to learn, considering. that irony is only going to be noticed by a few people, but its still there. i need to take a lesson from myself, but thats so much easier said than done.
HA that last sentence sounds like one of those girls who's facebook statuses are like "my life is so hard". i didnt mean to sound like that at all. those girls are so annoying. i just feel like everyone doesnt always need to know everything thats going on.
this was like steam of consciousness, im not even sure it makes sense to me.
but anyways, theres that. i have to go get Michael pizza.
kelly
I
...am so proud of myself. blogging three days in a row? this is crazed.
unfortunately, the problem with blogging everyday means there isn't really a lot to type. but I'm pretty good at talking slash writing about nothing, so I'm sure i can think of something.
so my day in general today: a lot better than yesterday.Kimberly, i know that even as my best friend you don't read this, but just in case you are, you really did help yesterday. i already told you that, but thanks again anyways. its a good thing we're both so messed up.
but that was actually more about yesterday, so... i found out i have a stalker today? i hope he isn't reading this, because i feel bad. so if i actually factually know you and I've yet to tell you about my stalker, text me. its a pretty good story. i passed my french test, which isn't really surprising in light of a recent event, but its pretty good nonetheless. we had a party in choir, so that was fun-ish.
and that's basically all. i have Algebra and English tomorrow, and i cant really study for either of those. i have to get a negative eight on the algebra exam to fail the class, which is worrisome, I'm not sure if i can manage that...
alright well this was a useless post. but thats alright.
kaybye
kelly
unfortunately, the problem with blogging everyday means there isn't really a lot to type. but I'm pretty good at talking slash writing about nothing, so I'm sure i can think of something.
so my day in general today: a lot better than yesterday.Kimberly, i know that even as my best friend you don't read this, but just in case you are, you really did help yesterday. i already told you that, but thanks again anyways. its a good thing we're both so messed up.
but that was actually more about yesterday, so... i found out i have a stalker today? i hope he isn't reading this, because i feel bad. so if i actually factually know you and I've yet to tell you about my stalker, text me. its a pretty good story. i passed my french test, which isn't really surprising in light of a recent event, but its pretty good nonetheless. we had a party in choir, so that was fun-ish.
and that's basically all. i have Algebra and English tomorrow, and i cant really study for either of those. i have to get a negative eight on the algebra exam to fail the class, which is worrisome, I'm not sure if i can manage that...
alright well this was a useless post. but thats alright.
kaybye
kelly
Sunday, December 14, 2008
One Minute Writer
Share the story of how you got a scar (or any injury, even if a scar didn't result.)
when i was six, i lived in Tampa Florida. (go bucks.) Ironically enough, this story takes place at my Catholic pre-school. Do you remember those huge, foamy blocks everyone played with when they were little? they're also in every "pit" of every gymnastics gym in the world? at my school, those were the coolest things around. in this particular story, i was crawling on the floor (typical) to get one of those infamous blocks from under a bench, when someone called my name. with my typical gusto, i yanked my head up (under the bench), smacked it on the bottom of the bench, and bit through my lip. blood was everywhere. but at that moment, i dont really remember crying all that much. i just remember grabbing My Sheet (the equivilant of a blankie, only cheaper. also typical) and putting it over my lip, like i didnt want all the attention. and then i went and found a teacher and immediatly was driven to the hospital. i still dont really remember tears, i just remember that i was really scared that i'd have to get stitches. and i did, but i got a teddy bear out of it, so it was alright. now i have a really faint line underneath my lip. its pretty badass, to be completely honest.
and thats my one minute.
so today: i woke up at three AM, and walked around my house creeper style for a while. i always do that. its so annoying. my heads like "oh hey, good morning body, i hope you werent planning on actually sleeping tonight. or ever." and then after like half an hour i went back to sleep, finally. and then i woke up for Sunday school, where we made latkes. if you ever have to spend an extended amount of time around onions and potatoes and children, im sorry, and i can fully empathize with you. its enough to make anyone crazy.
and now, im "working on my english paper". im actually just listening to the Walkdown CD Josh made last night. yeah, sorry girls, i stole it. ill make you copies if you want.
which leads me to Walkdown, which was really fun. although Louis, you like sprinted down the runway, and i was in heals. youre welcome for not falling and making you look stupid. since no one in BBYO knows me, i dont think i'd have too much humiliation to suffer from.
alright, well im going to do homework.
later, gators.
-kfine
when i was six, i lived in Tampa Florida. (go bucks.) Ironically enough, this story takes place at my Catholic pre-school. Do you remember those huge, foamy blocks everyone played with when they were little? they're also in every "pit" of every gymnastics gym in the world? at my school, those were the coolest things around. in this particular story, i was crawling on the floor (typical) to get one of those infamous blocks from under a bench, when someone called my name. with my typical gusto, i yanked my head up (under the bench), smacked it on the bottom of the bench, and bit through my lip. blood was everywhere. but at that moment, i dont really remember crying all that much. i just remember grabbing My Sheet (the equivilant of a blankie, only cheaper. also typical) and putting it over my lip, like i didnt want all the attention. and then i went and found a teacher and immediatly was driven to the hospital. i still dont really remember tears, i just remember that i was really scared that i'd have to get stitches. and i did, but i got a teddy bear out of it, so it was alright. now i have a really faint line underneath my lip. its pretty badass, to be completely honest.
and thats my one minute.
so today: i woke up at three AM, and walked around my house creeper style for a while. i always do that. its so annoying. my heads like "oh hey, good morning body, i hope you werent planning on actually sleeping tonight. or ever." and then after like half an hour i went back to sleep, finally. and then i woke up for Sunday school, where we made latkes. if you ever have to spend an extended amount of time around onions and potatoes and children, im sorry, and i can fully empathize with you. its enough to make anyone crazy.
and now, im "working on my english paper". im actually just listening to the Walkdown CD Josh made last night. yeah, sorry girls, i stole it. ill make you copies if you want.
which leads me to Walkdown, which was really fun. although Louis, you like sprinted down the runway, and i was in heals. youre welcome for not falling and making you look stupid. since no one in BBYO knows me, i dont think i'd have too much humiliation to suffer from.
alright, well im going to do homework.
later, gators.
-kfine
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Do You Ever
think about something that happened, and then imagine how different everything would be if it hadnt? for example, if we didnt have a dog, i would have to vacuum a lot less, and my dad wouldnt spend all his time talking to her (the dog, obviously). or, if i hadnt moved to Texas, id be friends with totally different people (which is a funny story, if i've ever told you about my Witch friend). or, most recently, if i hadnt been so, so excited to get to SAT class today, i wouldnt have knocked my door into the car next to me, leaving a long yellow paint smear, and therefore i wouldnt be grounded. again.
but to be totally honest, being grounded isnt all that bad. it gives me an excuse to be the complete homebody that i am. and it keeps me out of trouble ( which is the point. way to go Parents, mission accomplished.) the one thing it doesnt help me do is study. but thats fine, i dont study when im ungrounded anyways.
so this week in a nutshell: complete and total hell. i dont understand why teachers feel the need to assign useless projects. like the four and a half hour long Gettysburg film for APUSH. did anyone actually understand that movie? all i could pay attention to was their facial hair. so for any guys out there: if your face isnt visible behind your beard/goatee/mustache/sideburns, you arent hiding your unattractiveness. you're just gross.
in other news, i had TACT today for the first time in about a decade, which was really fun. (shoutout to megan who apparently reads this. hi, i still dont like you) we made cookies of eachother. well thats what we did for the twenty minutes i was there. i dont even care that it took me longer to get there than i stayed. i miss everyone whenever i dont see them, which is strange, since all my other friends i dont really think about when i havent seen them in a while.
so thats pretty much all for right now. when i think of something else random and "pointless" (watch it, Alex. we both know how deep of a thinker i am), you'll be the first to hear it.
kaypeace
kelly
but to be totally honest, being grounded isnt all that bad. it gives me an excuse to be the complete homebody that i am. and it keeps me out of trouble ( which is the point. way to go Parents, mission accomplished.) the one thing it doesnt help me do is study. but thats fine, i dont study when im ungrounded anyways.
so this week in a nutshell: complete and total hell. i dont understand why teachers feel the need to assign useless projects. like the four and a half hour long Gettysburg film for APUSH. did anyone actually understand that movie? all i could pay attention to was their facial hair. so for any guys out there: if your face isnt visible behind your beard/goatee/mustache/sideburns, you arent hiding your unattractiveness. you're just gross.
in other news, i had TACT today for the first time in about a decade, which was really fun. (shoutout to megan who apparently reads this. hi, i still dont like you) we made cookies of eachother. well thats what we did for the twenty minutes i was there. i dont even care that it took me longer to get there than i stayed. i miss everyone whenever i dont see them, which is strange, since all my other friends i dont really think about when i havent seen them in a while.
so thats pretty much all for right now. when i think of something else random and "pointless" (watch it, Alex. we both know how deep of a thinker i am), you'll be the first to hear it.
kaypeace
kelly
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Why
i am the coolest person i have ever met. Today, i rode in a police car.
well, a police SUV. it was pretty much the neatest thing ever. "hyper chouette!" (shannon.)
so i was marching in the Plano Christmas Parade (with my hair back no one knew i was a Jew, its cool.), and when we were finished shouting for The Giving Movement (www.thegivingmovement.org- shoutout), we were standing in this random parking lot. they were supossed to send a bus for us, but they didnt, so we were just stranded in central plano. they told us to find friends (which i dont have) to come pick us up or to carpool. however, as all of our cars were in the PSHS parking lot (Go West, just saying.), there was no one to get us back to our cars. and so Me and William Kerr went to ask this random police vehicle if they could drive us back to our cars. and he said yes. and so me and will and christina and jenny piled into the car and went back to the parking lot for our cars.
it was balling. and he was really nice, which i wasnt expecting. and they have SQUAD CAR TO SQUAD CAR INSTANT MESSAGING, which was freaking cool, and like a thousand billion wires in the back that attach to more wires and more devices. and they have bulletproof plastic in between the driver and the back seats, and the doors dont open from the inside. it was freaking cool.
so thats why im cool. im going to go volunteer for FNHS now, so yay for crazed community service days.
okaybye
-kfine
well, a police SUV. it was pretty much the neatest thing ever. "hyper chouette!" (shannon.)
so i was marching in the Plano Christmas Parade (with my hair back no one knew i was a Jew, its cool.), and when we were finished shouting for The Giving Movement (www.thegivingmovement.org- shoutout), we were standing in this random parking lot. they were supossed to send a bus for us, but they didnt, so we were just stranded in central plano. they told us to find friends (which i dont have) to come pick us up or to carpool. however, as all of our cars were in the PSHS parking lot (Go West, just saying.), there was no one to get us back to our cars. and so Me and William Kerr went to ask this random police vehicle if they could drive us back to our cars. and he said yes. and so me and will and christina and jenny piled into the car and went back to the parking lot for our cars.
it was balling. and he was really nice, which i wasnt expecting. and they have SQUAD CAR TO SQUAD CAR INSTANT MESSAGING, which was freaking cool, and like a thousand billion wires in the back that attach to more wires and more devices. and they have bulletproof plastic in between the driver and the back seats, and the doors dont open from the inside. it was freaking cool.
so thats why im cool. im going to go volunteer for FNHS now, so yay for crazed community service days.
okaybye
-kfine
Monday, December 1, 2008
The Greatest Night of my Life
was, uncontestedly (word?) last night. so, just for my reader(s), here is a bulleted list of why it was so awesome.
- kimberly, allie, and i's talk about our economic standings, in terms of our parents income in relation to Massie, Claire, and Kristen of the Clique.
- our heart to heart in the car about our fuckedupness.
- my new favorite band, The City Lives. (honestly though, it would be a lie to already have ranked them my favorite. im nothing if not loyal. so they can have 4th place) because i like to be optimistic about my blog viewage (word?), im going to shout out to Sammy, Josh, and Chase, because im one hundred percent aware of my creeper tendencies, and you were all champs. and you're all really attractive, so theres that.
- Jet Lag Gemini, and their shoutout to Invisible Children. thats my favorite charity, but due to my brokeness, i donate vicariously through my parents. and to my reader (im not even bothering with the hopeful "s" this time) in plano, im singing in an invisible children benefit concert on december 19th at seven. its going to be really good (especially me. im a damn good singer. and humble to boot), so you should come and donate. its good karma and stuff.
- obviously the all american rejects and their one second set. it changed my life. i love you tyson ritter.
believe me, i could go on and on and on. but my brother needs to do science fair (dork) .
kaypeace
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