"Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known."

I feel like I accomplished so much this weekend; finished my English essay, worked on my art project, practiced violin and guitar, read some Harry Potter, took some pictures for my 365 Project, cleaned my room, and I got a Memory Card reader to download pictures from my cell phone to my computer. Some of them;

I felt like such a bad person when I had to pay in mostly coins at IHOP.

This has been stuck in my head recently.

AND FINALLY.
It's-a me!

It's also ironic since I hate Valentine's Day.

If I get a comment saying how I look like a vampire, I will shank you.

:3

Do you like cats?

The past few days have been quite exciting.

Yesterday in art we went to see the preview of the school musical. When it was finished, I saw "Munchlax" in the hall, and he walked me back to my art class. We hadn't talked in about a week, and it was kind of awkward, but somewhat alright in a weird way. He's still a butt face though.

Two guys in my art class had a lightsaber duel with rulers today. And I read this in the art textbook. It made my day.

I do like cats. And I did like that picture.

When I get sad, I stop being sad and be AWESOME instead. True story.

Valentines day.

In my opinion, the worst day of the year. I'm most likely just bitter towards the whole idea of finding that special someone, and how love exists and crap. Because, not one year have I ever had anyone special to share it with. Not even friends to have an Anti-Valentines Day, because they all had a guy. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.

BUT. This year may be different. I know I'm getting my hopes up way too high for this;

Well, a week ago we filled out surveys describing ourselves, what we like, what we would want in a significant other, etc. We'll be getting a top 10 results the week of Valentines Day. So I'm sure if I'm number 1 on someones list they'll want to look for me, right?

Or, maybe mine will say "No Matches Found" with a giant cat printed on it.

Mean Girls 2 is going to be on tonight, and I'm going to watch it. I'm afraid to, as Mean Girls is one of my favorite movies, and from the previews it seems like it's going to butcher it. It's just not the same without the original cast.

I wish I could easilysay this to a guy and not get rejected.

people should fall in love with their eyes closed.

^Picture I took yesterday.

My classes this semester are AWESOME. I'm loving them all. My drawing class is fun, there are a lot of cool people in it. It's a good change from Art 1 because the people there want to actually be there, instead of being there to get an art credit. I sit next to someone I talked to a bit freshman year, and he was in my history class last semester. He's really nice. Also, remember the guy that I didn't want to go out with because I found him very unattractive? Well, his hotter, older brother is in my drawing class. Ooh la la. And, remember this guy that's best friends with the guy that I really, REALLY liked (Let's call the guy I liked "Munchlax", one of my friends does for his super secret code name) that added me on facebook randomly because Munchlax apparently always talked about me? That apparently, as Munchlax said for defending his best friend's odd behavior, wanted to "get to know me better"? He's in my drawing class too, and sits on the other side of the room facing me. This should be a VERY nice class.

English is going really well too. The first day my friend said sorry, and of course I said it was no problem, I understood. Which was good, because we had to write a story for a project, either having a moral or explaining how something became how it is today. Ours is how the unicorn lost its horn. It includes Frederico the Unicorn and his trustworthy companion Sebastian the Salamander, who frolic around the Earth during the time of the dinosaurs. Their adventure begins when they hear a rustling noise in a shrubbery. It's quite the epic tale.
Orchestra is the same as usual, varsity is sounding great. Pre UIL is in a month, then UIL is sometime in March.
There are 14 kids in my Pre Calculus class, 11 girls and 3 boys. So there most likely won't be many stories from that class. :3
So yeah, I guess that's it, I don't have anything else to update on. So, yeah. Byee.

art is hard

My 4 1/2 day weekend has been pretty exciting. The girl I talked about in my last post? Well, she unfriended me on facebook, told me, since I'm going to leave anyway, that I might as well do it now, and that she couldn't trust me anymore. I just lost a close friend, I should be sad. But when I got her message saying that, I started laughing. I have no idea what I did wrong; even my other friend says she's making up stuff. I find it hilarious how much people suck.

On Friday I downloaded music the entire day. To me, nothing feels better than discovering a great band. In fact, I found quite a few new artists that are amazing. One of them being Zoo Kid. This kid is only 16, the same age as Justin Bieber. There is such a great difference between them. This kid gives me hope for the future of the music industry. Please, listen.

Speaking of Justin Bieber, look what I saw at WalMart and Target this weekend.Why do these exist? What has society come to? Whyyy? I myself do not have "Bieber Fever" (unlike this guy), and I'm not going to bash on anyone that does (though I don't think anyone who reads my blog does). But this just blew my mind. It's exploiting his image to get more money off of younger girls who think they're in love.
Now, if they had Thom Yorke trading cards, well, then that would be a completely different story. ;)

On Saturday I went to one of my friend's 17th birthday party. We had an intense game of Disney Apples to Apples and had odd grilled cheese sandwiches and many cans of Dr. Pepper.

Yesterday I cleaned my room, which doesn't sound like much, but there is such a huge difference. I wanted to put up some of the stuff I did in art class on my walls, so I went to get some frames and posterboard at WalMart and Target (where I saw those cards, haha) and I worked on that today.

Tomorrow is the start of a new semester. Which I would be excited for, except the friend I mentioned above who hates me for no reason will be in my English class. Greeeaaat.

"Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these, so I sat alone and waited out the night."

you are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold.

‎"I like turtles because they're so chill. They don't hurt anyone. They're just like, 'Hey man, I want to swim, and maybe eat some lettuce. But I'm gonna take my time getting there, I'm not in a rush. Because I'm a turtle.'"

It snowed here on Sunday, which rarely happens. It was mostly gone yesterday though. I don't know why I didn't blog about it in my last post. I was in a really weird mood.

I have my last final exam tomorrow, Physics. I am officially done with Art 1 and US History. I'm going to miss that class the most. My friend and I would doodle all over each others notes, and write little arguments and creep on the cute guys that sit diagonally behind us. I mostly drew cats on hers, like this;

But hey, it helped. For the rest of my life I will always remember that a cation is positive. And now you probably will too.

Speaking of the cute boys in my physics class [Gah, no more boy stories after this one for awhile], I totally had a moment with one of them when testing our last major project. We just talked about it for a bit after I did mine. Nothing serious happened. I just want to remember it. Which is why I write down all of the pointless boy stories, I just want to be able to look back on this blog and remember most of what happened throughout my life. Especially the boy stories. I should just make a separate blog and title it "My Pathetic Attempt At a Love Life".

But anyway back to the point, I'm just way too awkward to ask him out, or at least be friends with him.

Finally, a brief little story;
"Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
4 minutes later:
The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.
6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.45 minutes:
The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.
The questions raised:
*In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
*Do we stop to appreciate it?
*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…
How many other things are we missing?

I just a got a text from one of my friends. She has a boyfriend. The guy I like likes her. But no, that's not good enough for her. She had a dream of her making out with the guy I like a few nights ago. She's going to break off things with her boyfriend for a bit to go out with the guy I like. She even told me not to out with him since he's a year younger than us and I probably only like him because I'm lonely. Her boyfriend lives four hours away, and she said herself the only reason she'd go out with the guy I like is because he's here. But that's alright, I'll just sit here, alone, with no one liking me. It's fine.

(As I was typing that out, I had my iPod on shuffle. And the song that came up was "Alejandro". It's destiny, haha.)

You know what? I'm really pissed off now. Tomorrow in Physics, I promise something will happen.

...because i can not imagine ever feeling that way about anybody else ever again.

I haven't been feeling like myself lately. I'm feeling lost, lonely. Sad for no reason. Just a plain emotional wreck.

The semester is almost over; only 2 1/2 days left, then I get all new classes. I'm tired of the people in the classes I have now. I can't wait till it's over and I don't have to see them anymore.

I'm halfway done with the Goblet of Fire.

In art we've been able to listen to our iPods while working on our last project. So while everyone else is listening to rap and hip hop, top 40s stuff, I've been the weird girl who listens to The Smiths, Radiohead, Sigur Rós, and Janacek's "Idyll" [we're playing the first movement for UIL this year; we played the fifth last year].

I don't have much else to say. I wish I had more interesting things to put on here.

oh well, whatever, nevermind.

First post of 2011 and the first day back to school was today. It was a very long day.

Saturday night I spent the night at a friend's house with another friend. We watched "While You Were Sleeping". I also texted another friend. The beinning of our conversation made my day;
Me: Hey there.
Him: Hey there delilah.
Me: Whats it like in new york city?
Him: Youre a thousand miles away, but girl tonight you look so pretty. Yes, you do.

I don't know if he actually meant it or just wanted to continue the song. I doubt it, but he did start it after all.

Yesterday we went to the movies and saw "How Do You Know?". It was cute. We've been going up to our friends, hitting them on the leg, and saying "I just touched your leg." [It's at the end of the trailer] But, you really should go see it.

Such a long, boring day. I can't wait to go to bed later.
[rev·er·ie/ˈrevərē/
Noun. A state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.]