* I do admit to owning four different Winnie the Pooh plushies, but I am very much of the opinion that it is a virtual impossibility to have too many Winnie the Pooh plushies. As Winnie the Pooh is probably my most favorite of philosophers, I am convinced that any one who takes the time to give me anything that stands as an homage to Pooh truly understands my persona. :D
Labels: a life without goals, bad, blog edits, college, emo, I hate school, Jeroo-sal-eem, le sigh, things of note, thoughts
I haven't been posting here for months. It's sad but true. I may start up again after school gets out, and if I have anything relevant to say, but the fact of the matter is, I don't right now and it's sad. And I've really got to be keeping my grades up because I NEED my GPA to be at a certain level in order to get into the Education Abroad Program's trip to Israel for next spring. So without further ado...
That being said, if anything important does come up, it will go here. I'll may (or may not) be updating my livejournal sporadically, but it's not like I've got anything important to say there either. I may try to get posts from there to update into here, but that's not going to happen until I know I'm out of the woods, grade-wise. I miss this blog. Part of me wants to get back into it, but it's obviously not going to happen now. I could just be postponing the inevitable by not just letting this blog die, but I'm too scared to admit it.
I may just be growing out of blogging. I've been growing out of a lot of things lately, unfortunately...
Wish me luck. This universe needs to be conquered.
Current Music: Blame It On The Girls — Mika
Blame it on the girls who know what to do!
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you!
Blame it on your mother for the things she said!
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Labels: a life without goals, classes, Classical Studies, college, exciting times, happy, I hate school, latin, Miguella the Mandolin, things of note, writing
I finally have goals. It took a year and a half of college, a potentially failed Literature class, Mandolin lessons, Latin 1 and 2, an essay about Shakespeare seeing aliens (ask me how, I'm an expert now), a week without my computer, and several grueling days of depression, fatigue, angst and bitter morose self-loathing, but I've finally got goals.
I've finally decided what I'm going to do. Are you ready?
Minoring in Classical Studies
I'm extremely happy. For a while I had nothing going for me except draining my parent's money and that made me sad. And I'm totally comfortable with getting a job as a Starbucks manager. It's going to be rad. Wish me luck!
Current Music: From Yesterday — 30 Seconds to Mars
On his face is a map of the world!!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Labels: adventure, college, exciting times, fail, gifs, happy, hip thrusting action in hurr, Miguella the Mandolin, silly silly, things of note, weird Like the JK Rowling dream. Also, when I read this, the little man was strumming to the beat of the music I was listening to. It was really really confusing for a minute....
My baby has been delivered. I'm naming it Miguella (after Miguel from Road to El Dorado, gif at bottom of post)!
Just got back from my EPIC adventure with one of the good roomies from the music shop (which is freakishly close), by way of taking the wrong bus, going all the way downtown, going to the drug store to get hair stuff and chocolate, going to get sushi, magically making back to the bus station just as the right bus was getting ready to go and making it to the shop.
So, I don't actually have a valid photo ID. I had a California ID that expired when I turned 18 (back in '08), and the guy was all "We need your driver's license and credit card please!" and I was all "Z'omygoodness!" and had a minor freakout session in my brain. And so I gave him the card and was all "This doesn't quite work," and he was like "No it's perfect." then started filling out the info and was all "Oh, it's expired."
And I was so stupid and my voice got super high and I asked "Is it?"
So bad. But I got Miguella!
It's all okay, I've got my rental Mandolin, and I'm starting classes on Wednesday, and everything is bueno! I'll be sure to keep you all updated on this, my first entirely independent of anything every adventure in my life! Coupled with my recent joining of BSN, I think I'm on my way to becoming an entirely new person! Wish me luck!
TO ADVENTURE!!
(you can't see this if you're reading this from facebook, you fiends).
PS: New classes are alright. Not sure how I'm feeling about them entirely, but I'll figure it out. I'm working harder than ever to get published an make it to J.K. Rowling status and be able to drop out. A girl can dream!
Current Music: Riddles in the Dark — Chris Thile
Instrumental.
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Friday, January 8, 2010
Labels: a life without goals, bored, college, ennui, latin, le sigh, new years, sad, shit, the catching up past, things of note, thoughts, weird
Just writing to let the few people who read my blog (and it's ultimate import into facebook via the magic of the internet), that I'll probably be posting less here, as I've been using my livejournal (it's nice, check it out) a lot, as it is a little more convenient. I'm not sure right now what I'm going to do with this blog... it's most frustrating. I'm thinking that if ever a deep and meaningful idea strikes me, I'll probably put it here, but my day-to-day and memes will go to the elle-jay.
That being said, the deep and meaningful going on in my life is revolving around my lack of direction. It's depressing, and then I get depressed, and people tell me that a good way to get out of depression is to get some goals and things to work towards, and the vicious cycle starts up again. The lack of passion in my life is not okay. And I mean, I know I'm not going to have great big adventures, but I'm not emotionally involved in really anything. That's not how it should be. Hopefully I can get around to changing that. I'm seriously considering some OPERS Rec stuff at school. Mandolin is what I'm thinking. I need more music and art in my life, just saying. Wish me luck I guess.
PS: School has started again, and I've got some decent classes and teachers, but nothing so far is very moving and inspiring. Just same old. Sucks to be a sophomore, I guess. Thank God it's Friday. :)
Current Music: The (Shipped) Gold Standard — Fallout Boy
You can only blame your problems on the world for so long,
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're going to leave this town,
And get new passports and get, get, get, get, get out now!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Labels: 30 Seconds to Mars, adventure, christmas, college, cookies, exciting times, hip thrusting action in hurr, holiday, home, I hate school, le sigh, shit, test results, writing
Alright everyone, here is a list of the most recent Things of Note!! Get your towels ready, it's about to go down!
→ Horrid GPA this year. But I'm more concerned with the fact that I'm not as concerned as I should be. I guess I'll just try to do better next quarter. :/
→ 30 Seconds to Mars in concert was fucking epic. I cannot handle how cool it was, even now, almost 2 weeks later. I mean, they opened with Carmina Burana (youtube link), and flashing lights, and crazy AND IT WAS AMAZING!!! I've never been happier, honestly. (And there's a video Here if you want to see one of the songs they performed, and watch what happens to the camera when a crowd-surfer kicks me in the head. It was so awesome) (Look at my Jared Leto picture. That's how close I was! :D)
→ Avatar was AMAZING. Am going to see it again, as soon as possible! :D
→ Some fanfiction has been making me crazy. I'm usually okay with the idea of AU's (alternate universes), and seeing how people think the characters would react in different situations. But some of them are getting kind of ridiculous. Like, a High School AU is pretty okay. An AU based in a Bakery is pushing it way too far! Although the fact that they titled it "I knead you," I suppose makes it alright, but I'm still a little miffed.
→ !Xobile the iPod has come back from the dead. See this video to learn more!
→ Look at these funny pictures I've taken with my webcam!
My new 30StM shirt, my epic sugar-cookie, and my candy-cane pipe turning me into an old man. Click to make bigger.
→ I've been bombarded with family crap this year, and have very little time to do any social stuff of my own recently, which is most distressing. I'm most distressed indeed. Indubitably even. I don't know when I'm going to have time to hang out with my friends at all. My brother's friend is coming down from up North where things are colder the day after Christmas, so I'll be helping keeping her entertained, along with trying to get all my crap back together by next week. I'm kind of bummed. I'm going back to school on the 3rd! What is this shit? Whose responsible this!?
→ It's Christmas Eve! Which means either today or tomorrow I shall be posting here and on my LJ about my epic haul of goodies! And I'm pretty sure this haul will be epic! The epic! It burns! :D
Merry Christmas
Current Music: Don't Rain On My Parade — Glee Cast
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter!
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Labels: 30 Seconds to Mars, adventure, exciting times, fail, finals, gqmf's being rad, happy, hip thrusting action in hurr, latin, music, silly silly, Star Trek, things of note, thoughts, weird So the concert went well? Also, I'm BACK! When are you free from now until January 18th? haha
So, I was worrying about wearing something authentically punk-rock-ish to the concert, featuring 30 Seconds to Mars on friday, as it will be my first 30StM concert. Then I realized that I would not be happy if I did that. I may look really cool, but I certainly would feel like one of the standard emo, slightly weirdo 30StM concert goers, see below.
I may or may not have found the
most frightening of the 30stm fans...
Maybe it's because I'm not super-happy with their new CD, or maybe it's because I've never really been one of their intense hardXcore fans, but whatever the case is, I'm feeling liberated as I declare that I am not going to change any part of me for them. There will be no zippers, and there will be no abundance of black. I have learned one thing from ontd_startrek, and that is that I am a GQMF, and I that's good enough! I will be there with my Pokémon sweatshirt, and my shit-eating grin, and probably with my Reindeer Antlers. Here's to being a crazy one.
In other news, one final down, one more to go. I did so badly on my Geology I'm surprised my scantron didn't spontaneously combust. It was a very bad situation on the whole filled with a lot of "Hmmm... I haven't used a B in a while." sort of thoughts. Like, I know I got one of them right, but the rest were basically me throwing my hands up in the air saying "fuck yeah! anything goes bitchez!!" So, good on me, I guess. /pulls out sword. To war! /rides into imaginary sunset.
Current Music: Vox Populi — 30 Seconds to Mars
This is a call to arms!
Gather Soldiers, time to go to war!
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Monday, December 7, 2009
Labels: 30 Seconds to Mars, christmas, cookies, finals, happy, love, silly silly
(Reblog from my tumblr. If you have a tumblr, let me know, I do love "tumbleinds" which is what tumblr followers would be called if I ruled the world).
Sure, I’m excited for Christmas and gifts and whatnot, but I’m more excited for one of the days before Christmas when I get up the energy to make cookies. That’s the only time my brothers will be in the same room together. They actually talk to each other, which never happens at all. It’s bizarre and different and I wish it happened more often. My family is so weird and anti-social, even with each other and I kind of hate it. I like to think that I’m slowly making them bond without realizing it. Maybe one day we’ll be normal again…
This year, I’m hoping to make;
Last year I only made Sugar Cookies… I’m kind of hoping the extra stuff will keep the boys in the kitchen for longer.
Also, I'm super excited, because I'm seeing 30StM in concert on Friday. I'm so excited. So so so excited. I just have to get over my finals, and come home on Thursday. I get to take the BART to Oakland, which is going to be scary, but fun! I just have nothing to wear I wanna go to Torrid and get something moderately Punk!Rockish. And I'm really bummed because none of the places where I buy pants are selling black jeans. How hard is it to find black jeans? really?! That's exactly what I need for this event! And possibly a top with zipper enhancements!
Also, also. Finals are a beezy. They're all the way at the end of the week. I honestly could not bring myself to really care about them. I really just want them over with. My first final isn't until Wednesday!! WEDNESDAY! and I don't give a damn about that class anyway, so I'm not even really studying! Just let me get it done with! I am bloody serious! This is not okay!
Also, also, also, I'm more upset about not having the same Latin teacher next quarter (or possibly ever). I'm a wee bit sad, because I'm not sure he realizes how amazing his class was for me. It was so much fun, without a doubt the best experience I've ever had learning here, or anywhere. And I can't tell him now because it's almost finals time, and I'm not in the mood to look like a brownnoser. I'm going to wait until grades come out and send him a note or something. Balls. :/
The end.
Current Music: None
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Labels: happy, hip thrusting action in hurr, holiday, home, love, magic, thoughts
I have made Cranberry Sauce! I have created sustenance where once was only sugar, orange juice, frozen cranberries and various spices! With this glorious act, I have conquered the excitement of all the protons and electrons of the universe! I have made art where once was nothing!
But seriously, I've spent all morning cooking with my mom (though taking breaks to check on my LJ, FB, Twitter and Tumblr friends), and now we're kind of in the home stretch in terms of Thanksgiving Dinner. There is a large, poultry-like thing in our oven, and two amazing looking pies on our table. My mom has made several dishes of vegetables that I probably won't eat much of, because we have made not one but three dishes full of stuffing. My Cranberry Sauce has been deemed edible, and my ability to peel potatoes is unrivaled. I've played several games of Rugber (that's Rugby/Soccer) with the wheelie stepping stool in our kitchen, much to my mother's chagrin. I'm going to be practicing some Arnis with one of my brothers (Philipino Stick Fighting, for those who are normal and don't know what Arnis is) sometime this week, and I'm going to watch Star Trek with my mom, and South Park with my other brother. My BFF is coming over to eat, even though she just got back from Japan TODAY (and she's El Salvadorian, so the rest of my family have this running joke of keeping an Indian around for Thanksgiving, so that makes them happy). And it's perfectly sunny even though it's November.
Aw yeah, friends. I'm thankful.
Current Music: Crackling Animal Flesh
Help me, help me!
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Labels: classes, college, DIAF, ennui, fail, fuckfuck, gifs, latin, mad as fuck, shit, Star Trek, swearing
So, before I start my post, I've got a few questions. Just general consensus stuff. Nothing difficult, just to get an idea of what you think So, guess which day Amazon said Star Trek would be delivered? The answer to that was "today, November 17th." (Write that answer down, it'll help with the next question... just a hint, shh!) Now, this next one's a little harder, so I wouldn't mind if you got it wrong. Guess which day Amazon did not deliver Star Trek?
Take a guess...
Yeah, I'm sure you got the answer right. It's "Today, November 17th."
This is pictoral proof of their promise! They promised, and now I am left in the dirt. The dirt, my friends, the dirting dirt! The DIRT OF LIES! THAT IS WHERE I AM LEFT! THE DIRT WITH THE LIES AND THE BUGS AND THE HORRID, HORRID THINGS THAT GRAVITY TENDS TO MAKE FALL TO THE GROUND!!! What a cruel world this is. I feel the urge to scream, loudly and with abandon!
I'm feeling a little homicidal right now. But mostly sad. First the GQ thing, and now this. I hope all of you can understand how much of a swirling black abyss my life is right now. Because it is swirling and black. Excuse me while I cry a little, and rock back and forth. It's just not fair at all. And I'm completely retarded in terms of Latin right now too. Chapter 13, you're confusing as hell, and you make me sad. And I did the homework, and nothing makes sense, but there's a strike tomorrow, so I'm not sure my teacher is having office hours.
I suppose the only thing to do is look through my bookmarks and work on my Christmas List. But even that does not move me right now. I wanted to listen to Commentary, and watch the DVD extras, but alas, that is not the case. Today is a black day my friends. A black day indeed.
Current Music: Life Less Ordinary — Carbon Leaf
The night you came into my life
Well it took the bones of me,
Took the bones of me!
You blew away my storm and strife
And shook the bones of me,
Shook the bones of me!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Labels: Captain Fine, Chris Pine, exciting times, gqmf's being rad, happy, hip thrusting action in hurr, latin, Magister Blood the pimp, silly silly, Star Trek, things of note Kristin Chenooowiiittthh. Did you ever watch Pushing Daisies? I feel you would enjoy that I was okay with Pushing Daisies, but it wasn't my favorite. Though it was exciting!
I was going to study, but since I saw this, I decided that camping out in front of Borders until they get GQ is far more important.
(click for bigger please!)
He was in GQ a little while ago, but now my husband is on GQ! He is officially a GQMF! And look at him looking so fly! Hot damn! And his suit? Brilliant stuff, my friends. He looks incroyable! I'm just gushing and flailing here. It would be embarrassing, but my roommate is a Twilight fan, so the world has nothing on me.
In other news, I saw Where the Wild Things Are, and did not particularly approve. It made me feel really bad, not in a "oh, that movie was soooo sad!" kind of way, but more of a "that movie just emphasized everything that sucked about childhood, and then decided not to resolve any issues, and took a nihilistic approach to life causing me to feel utterly hopeless." Which sucks, because I've got a Where the Wild Things Are sweatshirt (from before the Indie-craze for the movie), and now it represents something I'm not particularly fond of anymore. The book was great, the movie just wasn't. And I can't wear the sweatshirt, because now it is Indie-chic. Woe.
And, in lieu (guess how many times it took for me to spell that correctly?) of content, an embedded video for your viewing pleasure (anyone reading this from the RSS feed that's being imported to facebook would do well to mosey on over to my blog proper).
Defying Gravity, Star Trek Style
Anything that combines Musical Theatre and Star Trek is obviously the best thing to happen to anyone. This video is going to cure cancer, as well as bring about burning, scrumptious world peace!
Finally, a quote from my Latin Teacher, to round off the random of this post.Have you changed your facebook to Latin? I’m having a blast with mine, which is very revealing.
— Magister Blood, UCSC Latin Teacher
Current Music: Defying Gravity — Wicked
I hope you're happy! I hope you're happy too!
I hope you're proud how you would grovel in submission
To feed your own ambition!
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Sunday, November 8, 2009
Labels: classes, college, emo, ennui, hebrew, I hate school, le sigh, shit, swearing, test results
So, I went to see my counselor about the Hebrew Class. It was too late to get it changed to Pass/No-Pass. What should I do then? I asked, sounding naive and frightened. D'ere is only v'one option! my counselor said entirely without an accent, but I think the accent's funny, so it's staying. You must-a, v'ithdraw from ze class. Ze deadline to do z'at is tomorrow (this was last Monday) and to not do z'is v'ill ruin your JeePeeEy. Do you accept z'ese terms? And, as I had no other choice, I said I would withdraw from "ze class." And then she said Fill out z'is form, after cutting open your hand and dropping ze blood of your hand into z'is inkwell. Uze ze special pen, here.
And it was done. I'm now only taking two classes, and am feeling like a complete failure. I'm getting tired of all the people who keep saying "Withdrawing from ONE class isn't a big deal." It feels like a goddamned big deal. I don't remember ever being a BAD student. Like, the worst I've been was Chemistry in Junior year, or possibly French in 7th Grade. You know what I got in those classes? B-'s! B effing MINUSES! I was getting a genuine F in my Hebrew class, and then I couldn't get it changed to Pass/No Pass!? It's so annoying because I WANTED to take that class. Really badly. I LOVED that class. I love Hebrew. It was such a cool experience, but I was such a fuck-up that I couldn't do it. And I sat in the front of the class every day too... didn't help. I'm just going to go into a hole now. Kthxbai.
(To assuage my sadness, I just recently upgraded my livejournal to a paid account. I'm looking for icons to put up (I can have up to 35! That shit is ridic!). But in doing so, I've realized how much crap I've got on my computer. I'm a little concerned by the amount of icons I've got just lying around. I must have over 2,000. It's dumb.)
Current Music: This Is War — 30 Seconds to Mars
To the right, to the left!
We will fight
To the death!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Labels: adventure, boys, DIAF, fuckfuck, gifs, happy, hebrew, I hate school, I's a bitch, latin, mad as fuck, shit, silly silly, weird
Welcome to Shit-Creek Tours, your destination is currently "Up." There will be a grouping of exciting animated gif's to accompany this post, because Betsy has decided to completely ignore photobucket for the rest of her life, and only use tinypic.
Life = Black Abyss. There's just so much going weird/wrong right now that I cannot even compute it. I'm failing Hebrew. Literally FAILING. And like, I knew early on that I wasn't getting it, but I still wanted to take the class, because, duh! It's fucking Hebrew. I've been wanting to learn Hebrew for so long, just so I could say stuff if I ever GO to Israel (which I think would be rad!). But like I said, I knew I wasn't getting it, and I didn't want to be left all screwed up after the cut-off date for changing it to pass/no-pass, so I changed the class to pass/no-pass. I was on the web on Thursday, and I went to the UCSC site looking for something else. For the life of me, I cannot remember why I went to see if the class was put on graded or pass/no-pass (my subconscious was perhaps telling me of trouble ahead of time, as it has been wont to do as of late), but the class is still on graded.
If it's on graded it still affects my GPA. I'm currently failing Hebrew. That's a 0.0 worth of points for GPA.
/flips table. /flips out.
So I email my counselor asking if there was anyway I could change it after the cutoff date (this was after I went onto the website and tried changing it and having it tell me I was not authorized to do such a dastardly thing), and they said that I needed to make an appointment (I called after immediately after I got this email and they put me on the machine, and have NOT gotten back to me after 48 hours), and that if the change was in the AIS they could easily make sure it will get changed on the UCSC site. Evil... pure fucking evil. Pooh.
Streep!Nun might have to choke a bitch.
Or get Spock to do it.
But I think the world's way of rewarding me for this horrible plight against my soul, however, was my bus trip home yesterday. I was feeling shitty immediately after my Latin mid-term, and I missed the 12:00 bus home (or to San Jose. Super-bummed I went to Borders to wait until the 1:10 bus came along. I grab a book (Sookie Stackhouse novel? You betta recognize!), head back and wait in line for the bus (as it is wont to get crowded). Pay the fare, get on the bus, and am dicking around in my bag/with my iPod when I see one of the guys from my Latin class getting on the bus.
Correction...
(it deserved 'sparkletext!')
And guess who was sitting next to an empty seat, and invited the cute guy from my latin class aka, Sparkles to sit with her? Guess who had almost two-ish hours of actual conversation with Sparkles? (Okay, I'm done with the sparkles) So, yeah, just guess. Okay, stop guessing; it was me!!!! He has a girlfriend, and there's no way in hell we would EVER in a million years be together, but I'm just so proud of myself for taking initiative and just talking to him. I wouldn't have been able to last year, so I'm happy. Like SUPER-HAPPY!!
Happy-dance!
I'm becoming like a real person! I'm a real-live person! Hooray!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
I'm writing 'book' on my face.
"Facebook" Get it? :P
♥ The Office
Current Music: Falling In Love At a Coffee Shop — Landon Pigg
I never knew just what it was
About this old coffee shop I love so much...
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