Catching Up

I’m in French class right now. But we’re having technical difficulties, and I’m bored.

So I’m writing my first blog post in quite a few months. Sorry about that.

I’m going to France this summer! The trip looks a lot more promising than our class right now…

What else have I been up to? Exams, clubs, reading…

I read quite a few books over break. I recommend anything by Alethia Kontis or Amanda Hocking. I also recommend Hamlet and These Broken Stars.

I know this is a pretty sucky blog entry. No stories. No funny bits. But I’m a little crabby today, so this is about as good as it’s going to get.

I saw the Hobbit over break! That was good. And so is Frozen. Seriously. I don’t care what sort of movies you usually like, you are going to go see Frozen. I promise that you’ll enjoy it.

Unless you’re one of those people who just hates everything.

But if you’re one of those people, you shouldn’t be on my blog anyway.

Last thought here–anyone know where to find Sherlock season three, episode two??? I’m desperate.

I got into the colleges I’m interested in! That’s also pretty good news, though I’m not entirely sure which one to go to now. How do you decide on something like that? It means everything to me right now. Time is closing in on me and I still have no clue where I want to go and I’m not even entirely sure about what I want to do.

I wish my school offered a class for editing. Then I could see whether I like it or not.

In the war of nerd vs geek

Found this cute infographic while surfing the web. Interesting facts about geeks and nerds.

If you were made of wax…

Today I met Nikola Tesla, Thomas Edison, Theodore Roosevelt, JK Rowlings, Beatrix Potter, Al Capone, Cleopatra, Babe Ruth, Shawn Johnson, and Vera Wang. I was not dreaming, I’m not on drugs, and I do not see dead people.
My brother’s elementary school had their annual wax museum project. My brother went as Nikola Tesla to give a speech about his accomplishments, which included saving the lives of many poor pigeons, one of whom he spent $2000 dollars on and loved “like he would have loved a woman.”
Tesla was really an amazing fellow. He feared hair and doctors. He loved the number three, pigeons, and science. He hated Thomas Edison. Edison was his enemy, but things didn’t really go well for Edison. While Tesla supported AC electricity, Edison supported DC, and called AC impossible (at least until Tesla actually invented it). Edison then went on to use AC in a government-approved electric chair to demonstrate how dangerous that form of electricity was. He executed some poor criminal in an extremely painful way–the man basically melted. But Edison’s plan backfired. Instead of associating the execution with Tesla’s AC electricity, the public associated it with Edison. And, when Tesla’s company was suffering financial strain, Tesla ripped up his contract that gave him all the royalties to his patents so that the company could live on. Plus, he had a really sweet mustache.

Tesla always wore formal clothing. He was a quirky fellow…

But I’m not here to talk about Tesla. No, I mean to talk about the wax museum project. What if I were to do the project now? Who would I be?
I could be Charles Lindbergh and talk about my son’s tragic kidnapping, brag about my trips all over the world, and flirt with all the ladies. But that would be awkward because I’m a girl.
I could be TS Eliot and just recite brilliant poetry the whole time.
I could be Alfred Nobel and complain about my misused inventions and my horrible life.
I could be Al Capone because I could do a lot of creative things as him. (“I spent a lot of time working in soup kitchens and I donated money to charity. This helped me escape from the police’s notice and relieved my conscience at the same time!
I could be Teddy Roosevelt because he rode a moose.

You wish you could ride a moose…

I could be Alice Paul because she was a pretty amazing feminist. (You may know her from the movie “Iron Jawed Angels“)
I could be Nefertiti because I love ancient Egypt and Cleopatra is so overrated.
I could be Harper Lee because her friends told her they would cover her expenses for a  year while she went to write a book.
I could be Abigail Adams because we all know she was the brains behind the country.

I could be Joan of Arc because she was one deadly heroine.
I could be Jane Austen because… MR. DARCY.
I could be Sarah Emma Edmonds because she was a little-known (thus effective) spy dressed as a man during the Civil War.
Yeah. I’d probably be her.
Who would you be?

The annual problem of our generation…

…is finding a good way to spend it. (Props to you if you know where this comes from)

Gigi and I have compiled a great big list of events we must partake in this summer.

1. Visit the science museum
2. Visit the zoo (again)
3. Drive a Model T
4. Read a book by John Green
5. Get together to make each other watch all those movies and TV shows we keep trying to get each other to watch.
6. Visit the nearest Cheesecake Factory
7. Take pictures of us jumping at various locations
8. Leave notes of encouragement (as inspired by tumblr) around various locations
9. Play laser tag
10. Shop at a mall
11. Play “Where’s Waldo” real-life style at some crowded location
12. Work out at the gym
13. Work out at the park
14. Walk around downtown
15. Visit my grandparents’ boat/marina
16. Make a stuffed animal at Build-A-Bear Workshop
17. Bake brownies, crepes, etc. (We’re going to need to borrow someone else’s kitchen, as ours are both inefficient for this purpose. Volunteers?)
18. Visit the beach
19. Attend a concert(?)
20. Eat dinner at some restaurant with Gigi’s family…

Yeah. This isn’t all happening, but we can try. There’s 104 days of summer vacation, and school comes along just to end it… (Please comment all the ones I’ve forgotten, Gigi.)

Pride and Prejudice

So. I finally read Pride and Prejudice. It took me a 24-hour period.

I’m now a Jane Austen fan and I’m ardently in love with Mr. Darcy. Honestly, why don’t men like him exist anymore? Moreover, why can’t I exist in early 1800’s Britain?? Please?

Anyways, I found this neat little flow chart. I can’t tell if I’m Darcy or Bingley… Who are you? (Yes, Gigi, the flowchart is based on the Lizzie Bennet diaries)

Who are you?

Personally, I think Gigi is Lizzie and Liv is Jane, but I could always be wrong. 🙂

Let me catch you up…

In case you’re reading this and are seriously intrigued by my life (HOW?), let me catch you up on what happened the past two weeks.

1) I went on vacation to a beautiful island in the Caribbean. You’d expect me to come back either tan or burnt, right? NOPE. I’m still as pale as Tom Sawyer’s fence. But that’s okay–I’m still sticking to my belief that pale will come back in season any day now. And how do tan people get pale again? “Spray-on white” doesn’t exactly exist.

2) From said island, I bought souvenirs for my friends and family. I bought a little drum for my younger brother, as he plays the drum. It’s constructed from carved wood and an animal pelt. My brother’s in boy scouts, so I figured he wouldn’t mind the animal pelt. What I didn’t consider was my dog. Yep. My brother put the drum on a shelf in his room. Now, my dog spends his days sitting in said room, staring up at that animal pelt with wide eyes. He was completely spooked by me for the next two days, and tried to avoid me altogether, as though he believed I had killed that animal myself, and would not hesitate to use him for the same purpose.

His behavior has improved very much. He’s even eating his dry dog food without human food bribery.

3) I watched the new Les Miserables movie (with Anne Hathaway) in my french class–SO GOOD. Now, days later, the songs still play on in my head. “I’M JEAN VALJEAN.”

4) My school got a new web filtering system. It won’t allow students to access tumblr, pinterest, or WORDPRESS. WordPress! I’m in shock. And now, it allows us to access some sort of “clean youtube search” website. But here’s the catch–we can’t watch the videos. The district is just torturing us, now. If we were dogs, they’d be holding a bone just out of our reach.

Yeah. I think that encompasses my past couple of weeks pretty well.

I’m a Nerd

It’s true.

But I’m not ashamed.

I can’t help that I feel so passionately about Star Wars and Lord of the Rings. (Samwise Gamgee is the best character EVER, btw…) I can’t help that I need glasses– my poor vision comes from all the days glued to the screen playing Mario Kart Double Dash, Pikmin, Super Smash Bros Brawl, and Minecraft. I can’t help that I’m always in the books– I was born with a need to read.

I listen to the orchestra adaptations of video game themes as I fall asleep each night. (I honestly can’t help that one– my brother always has that playlist playing as I gently drift away…)

I have a 3.99 GPA. (I still blame the teacher for that ‘A-‘)

I can’t tan. Ever. But I can turn a pretty impressive shade of red. (Like I keep saying… the 1800’s will come back again and pale will once more be in fashion. Just you wait.)

I love Marvel. And Captain America is my favorite Avenger. 🙂

I know what the “blue screen of death” means.

I think I’m qualified. (but I’m not a Trekkie. Will that cause problems??)