SUCCESS

I got a 97 on that APUSH quiz. I'm a freaking BEAST. In other news, though, I'm failing Algebra II miserably. I finally made up a quiz, though, so hopefully it will move my grade up to a C so I can leave early for early release. Oh, and I got a job! At Denny's. Where I seat people and such. It's confusing and I got yelled at a lot on Sunday (when I started), but it's not too terrible. I'm not expecting to like it, so that might actually make it slightly better. I don't have to work until Thursday, though, so I've got some time until then to find some proper work pants and such. I'm really happy I got it, though, because now I can actually save money for prom and a laptop at the end of next year and, you know, just have general walking-around money. It's awesome!

Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore?

I heard that song "Jar of Hearts" on the radio yesterday, and I looooove it. Not because it applies to me, because I'm not bitter about a relationship that went sour, but because I like the music and how it sounds. And the video is really cool. It's actually got real dancing in it instead of a bunch of scantily clad women shaking it around a rapper with sunglasses on who is singing/shouting at the camera. I was really surprised because I wikipedia'd the song and it came out last July. I think a lot of people just found it and started listening to it, because a lot of people have been talking about it. Yep. Anyway, I just took this quiz in APUSH and I think I did ok on it. It was hard, but I'd studied all study hall and I remembered most of the stuff.
In other news, I'm making college visits during Spring Break this year. I'm definitely going to the University of Pittsburgh and the University of Delaware. But more on that later!

Dogs

I think dogs could tell us a lot about what's really important in life. Dogs don't worry about money or what their friend said about them or that they might be laid off. Dogs just look for their next meal and some love from their owners. I think people get too wrapped up in what they think is important. I mean, how many times have you heard someone complain because they don't have the new iPhone? I'll admit to that, because I'm human and guilty of greed. But it doesn't really matter whether your cell phone is 2 weeks old or 2 years old, as long as it does what it needs to--which is just to let you communicate with people you're not with at the time.
Dogs would tell people not to worry about their money so much. I had this conversation with my mom in the car the other day when we were talking about college (surprise!). We were talking about careers, and I said something about how people I know only want to go to college to get a degree so they can get a job that pays a lot of money. Nobody wants to go to college to learn for the sake of learning or for the experience; they just want to go so they can make money. Everything boils down to money in the end--why people can't go to a certain school, why they can't feed their children or put a roof over their head, why they can't travel or read or just enjoy life. It makes me sad that this is what we, not just as a society or a culture but as humans, would let this happen.
So that got kind of heavy and off-topic. I blame Coldplay's "Christmas Lights". Beautiful song, but it's so melancholy.

Oh Dear

I just realized the last 2 posts in a row had to do with procrastination. I guess it's kind of on my mind a lot, though, considering how much I do it. NO, STOP. Don't write about procrastination again.

Butterfly Prom Dress

I checked my blog stats, where it tells you who visited your blog and where they were from and such, and I've gotten the coolest places. I've gotten a few views from Denmark, and TODAY (yeah! someone looked at my blog today!) I got two views from Kuwait! How cool is that? Pretty cool, that's how cool. I like imagining random people from the other side of the world just stumbling on my blog and reading it, and it's kind of cool. I see why so many people do it, but I don't get how they get anybody to read it at all. I mean, I know this is a school blog and all I ever write about it my boring life and how much I procrastinate, but it's still cool that people just look at my blog. In other news, I think this page needs a bit of visual interest. Sooo...here are some pictures.
Like this dress! I really like it. It's from...some prom website. That probably breaks like 50 internet rulez but oh well. I'd love to wear this dress to prom, because nobody else would have it. And I like butterflies. 

Procrastination

Procrastination is something we all do, but I believe I have honed this science down to an art. I'm so good at it, I'll procrastinate while I procrastinate. Like right now? I'm writing a blog post so I won't have to do my French homework, which I was going to do instead of my Algebra homework. It's like Inception, except with homework instead of dreams, and I'm pretty sure Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Leonardo DiCaprio aren't going to come busting into my room. Which is a shame, because they're both smokin'.
We had another snow day today, so there's really no excuse for not doing my homework until late at night. Except this time, there is! I left my purse at a friend's house yesterday, and my brother wouldn't drive over there and get it for me until like, 8:00 today.He had to get it because I can't drive, and because my parents had both cars at work today. It really sucks not having 3 cars, because that means anytime more than two people want to drive somewhere, it's like a logic problem to solve. "Tom needs the car at 3:00, but Joseph needs to get home by 3:45. If Laura has only an hour for lunch and needs to pick them both up and get back to work on time, how many batches of cookies will Katherine have to make before she realizes it's her dream to become a pastry chef?" Exactly like that. Believe it.

This is why I won't be successful

I'm such a massive procrastinator. Unless is is literally the VERY last opportunity I have to do something, I will not do it. Example: my Psychology project. I had a semester to do it, but when did I do it? That's right, the day before it was due. And today, with my APUSH essay--I'm probably going to end up doing it at like 10:00 tonight and weeping because I'm missing Glee. Not that I would watch it on my TV anyway (my family doesn't get it) but because everyone else is watching it and I'm doing an essay I had plenty of time to do earlier but I'm doing it now. Er, then.
"So why don't you just do it now, Katherine?" you cry.
Because I'd rather waste time on my laptop than actually do homework, that's why.
This was supposed to be a semi-funny post, but it's just kind of rambling and doesn't make sense to anyone. Not even me.

Promalongadingdong

Well, it's that time of year again...second semester! Which means that everyone starts talking about PROM. That dreaded/anticipated formal event on the first Saturday in May. Which is also Derby Day. I'm sorry, but I am NOT missing it. Which means that I will  either run downstairs in my big dress with my hair half-done to watch a bunch of horses run around a track, or I will sit downstairs in the corner of the couch, sulking because everyone else is going to have fun at prom and I'm at home because I couldn't get a date or I couldn't get a job and buy a dress or something. I'm really hoping for the former, because, well, it'd be a LOT of fun to get dolled up and run around with my friends in fancy clothes, but knowing me and how things tend to work out for me, it'll probably be the latter. As in sweatpants and Glee marathons galore. Speaking of Glee, it comes back on this Sunday and I am so excited! Glee is the first TV show I've actively followed. I've seen every episode (because I'm a dork and because of the wonders of Hulu) and I've really missed it over the break between the last episode and the start of the new "season". I just felt like blogging for some reason...I don't know why. But there's no school tomorrow! Yay! It's a professional development day and even though we've had 7843249287349823 snow days this year (that's a bit of an overstatement) we're still out. I'm not complaining, though. Even though I haven't been to school for a full week this semester (I don't think so, anyway) for snow days or Honor Band or field trips to Nashville or being sick, I'm feeling really stressed from all the work I'm getting and a 3 day weekend is AWESOME. 

Being sick and honor band

So last weekend, from Thursday afternoon until Saturday evening, was the WKU Honor Band Clinic. It was really fun, but it would have been even better if I hadn't gotten ragingly sick on Friday. It's some nasty cold/cough thing and it's making me miserable. But back to Honor Band. We drove down on Thursday, which was probably the highlight of the trip (because I actually wasn't sick) and we were cracking jokes and making merry and such.Then we got down to Western and it was so cool. They have a really beautiful campus (even if it is absolute death with all the hills) and we auditioned. I wasn't happy with my chair placement, but it turned out all right in the end because the director of my band, Mr. Starnes, was super cool. We rehearsed for about an hour on Thursday night because the flutes took forever to show up, and we finally went back to the hotel after it was all over. And we went to Wal-Mart , which was fun. On Friday, I didn't start getting sick until the afternoon, so the morning was ok. We rehearsed in this huge ballroom in a conference building and it was either blazing, boiling hot or freezing because they'd prop open ALL the windows. After we left for lunch, my group had to wait for the group from the other band to show up at the dining hall for forever, but they finally showed up and we went in and had some pizza. That's when I started to really feel bad--coughing and shivering and feeling all fever-y. So we went back to rehearsal and I about DIED, because 1) I was super-tired from not going to bed until about 1:30 AM (I know it sounds lame, but I'm pretty much dead if I go to bed after midnight) and 2) being sick on top of everything else, and 3) my director was rehearsing this one section in this one kind of boring song OVER and OVER and OVER and it was a part where I didn't play, so I just kind of sat there going "Duuhhhh..." By then I was feeling really terrible and only consoled myself with the thought of sleeping on the way to dinner. After rehearsal FINALLY let out, we waited at the car for FOREVER for the kids from the other band. Then we drove out to some restaurants, and on the way there, the entire car was arguing about what to eat. I wasn't, because I was on Death's door, but I digress. We finally stopped at a Subway, where I just sat at a booth and tried not to pass out/die and got a Sprite. I guess this all sounds kind of melodramatic, but it was bad. So everyone gets Subway and we head back to the hotel before the Prism concert, where I took some medicine and a short nap. I felt a lot better after I took some medicine, and then we went to the Prism concert. It's this thing where they have all sorts of ensembles, like a trumpet group and the pep band and the concert band and a capella groups and it was AWESOME. There was this steel drum group (like the things they play in Jamaica) and then the trumpets played "Jupiter" from The Planets, and it was probably the coolest thing ever. And the male a capella group was awesome, too. And so was the Pep Band. They had strobe lights and fog machines and all sorts of cool stuff--I can't wait for next year's. After we got back to the hotel again, we watched the last few minutes of The Dark Knight before everyone left our room and we went to bed. I felt fine during all of that, but when I woke up the next morning it was Misery City again. We had the concert, it was awesome, and I went home. I'll elaborate more later, but I'm really tired now and I want to go to bed.