Spring Break

It's this week! Only 4 days until the sweet, sweet beginning of that so-anticipated break. I'm going to Pittsburgh and Rochester, to look at colleges. My dad is having surgery today in Nashville on his ankle, so we don't think he'll be in good enough condition to drive/walk all over college campuses. I'm super excited, though, because I've only been to Pittsburgh once before and I've never been to New York. We might even stop by Niagara Falls on the way home from Rochester, which would be super cool! I just realized that both of the schools I'm seriously considering, RIT and Pitt, have some connection to female relatives...my mom went to Pitt and my Aunt Lisa went to the University of Rochester, which is in the same town as RIT but a different school. So that's kind of interesting, especially considering I've always sworn that I was getting as far away from my family as possible.

Perfection

I don't think that there is a perfect personality. I don't think there is a perfect anything, really. Even if something looks perfect, it has to be flawed in some way or it wouldn't be real. Everything has a flaw, but it's the flaw(s) that make whatever it is, be it a flower or a person or a community, real. I don't think that this is a bad thing, because it gives us something to constantly strive for. If we weren't seeking perfection, we would just sit around all day, never trying to better ourselves. People need to accept the fact that they're not, and never will be, perfect, but accepting and admitting that fact doesn't make it ok for you to act like a jerk. I mean, if you're a jerk, admit it, and try to do something about it. Admitting that you're a jerk, or that you're sexist or racist or whatever doesn't make it ok, which seems to be what a lot of people think. You have to try to not be a sexist or racist or a jerk, or whatever it is that you're bad about. Simply admitting the fact doesn't change it.

Huh. Guess I kind of went off on a tangent there. Oh well.

Spring Break

So for Spring Break this year,  I am traveling to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and Rochester, New York. I'm going to look at colleges--the University of Pittsburgh and the Rochester Institute of Technology. I'm really excited and will hopefully be able to put some of my own pictures up after Spring Break, because I'm getting a camera! I had one before, but it broke. So now I get to buy my own. Anyways...we're leaving on Sunday and will be in Pittsburgh by that evening. Then on Monday, we're going to visit the university and chill out around Oakland (the neighborhood where the university is). Then on Monday night we're driving up to Rochester and visiting there on Tuesday. We're leaving early on Wednesday morning so we can get back by the night, and we might stop by Niagara Falls if we leave early enough.

Summer

I absolutely cannot wait for summer. It will either be really awesome, or just kind of awesome. But everything that would make it totally awesome is still up in the air. I could go to Murray for 3 weeks for this nerd camp thing (Duke TIP heck yes!) which would be SO AMAZING! Or I could not go, and just work throughout June. And then, at the end of June/beginning of July, I might get to go up to Pennsylvania and visit my grandmother and maybe a couple more colleges whilst I'm there. Or, you know, I might not get to go to Murray or Pennsylvania and just work until band camp, which is sure to totally suck be interesting. I really hope I get to go to Pennsylvania, because I don't get to see my grandmother often and I haven't been to her house since I was about 11. This is a picture of the waterfall in the town where she lives.

Meh and also meh. And senior scheduling.

I feel tired today. I was reprimanded for carrying my backpack into APUSH, which is weird, because my teacher is normally pretty chill. But no--if I bring it in there again, I'll be taking a trip to the vice principal's office. I don't get why backpacks are outlawed, anyway. It makes it so much easier to just carry around all the things you need for the day (unless you have an absolutely ridiculous amount of stuff, which you shouldn't, since we have textbooks on our laptops(not that we use them, anyway)) and it's tedious to have to go back to your locker after every single class to get stuff. That's for middle school, and I'm almost a senior. We're doing scheduling now, so I've got to think about all the classes for next year. Senior year! Finally.

Ugly words and faces

Vomit is a nasty word. So is moist. And yeast. And chunk.
Anyway, last night my mom and dad were out getting air in the tires or something, and so I was in charge of the kids at home. My younger brother, who is 13, was doing the dishes and generally harassing the two youngest brothers, who were being equally obnoxious. I credit them with making me never want to reproduce. Anyway, Ian and Colin, who I had sent to bed 10 minutes early, were making lots of racket in their room and giggling like loons on giggle pills and irritating me. So, I went to open their door, but it was locked. I pounded on the door REALLY loudly, because I was kind of upset, and when Ian opened the door and saw me, he started crying like I had destroyed his favorite stuffed animal. Apparently, I had a horrible expression on my face that scared Ian so much that he started to cry. Usually seeing me mad just makes him laugh harder, but apparently my face was legitimately frightening. He said I was making a "monster face".

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.

Man-candy

We're talking about Natalie's man-candy. Er, I mean, we were before we started blogging.
Yeaaaah.
Guess what? I'm leaving for HONOR BAND today!!! YAY
We're leaving at 3:30 from school and it's gonna be EPIC even though Korin's not going. D: She's moving to OHS on Monday. It makes me sad. Eurgh, now I have the hiccups. It sucks.
But yeah, so I'm going down to Bowling Green to WKU and we're gonna audition and hopefully make a Wal-Mart stop so I can load up on the Red Bull. I mean, so I can get healthy foods to snack on.

Lunch lunch lunch lunch

Lunch is at 12:55 today! We're getting to go early. We've missed the past two days of school and everyone's saying that we might get more snow this week. We better not, because OMG HONOR BAND IS THIS WEEK AAAAHHHH YAY
Ahem. Excuse me. I'm really excited, but I need to work on my audition music. I was going to last week, and my director was going to help me but then he just kind of walked out of the band room and I just kind of sat there trying to figure it out. Soooo yeah.
On the other hand I went prom dress shopping a week or two ago. I tried on this dress:

I liked it.

Snow Day

This morning, I woke up at about 3:30 and went downstairs to get a drink of water because there wasn't a cup in the upstairs bathroom. Everyone had been talking about how we were going to get mountains of snow overnight so there wouldn't be school today. I looked outside and there was no snow on the ground, so I muttered a bit and went back upstairs. I was woken a couple of hours later by my mother opening my door and telling me that there was no school, and to go back to sleep. I think I said something to the effect of "Wha...? No school? But...snow...not...wha?" and then I fell back to sleep. So, as it turns out, it started snowing at like, 10:00 and it's almost 5 and we've gotten a bunch of snow. So, probably no school tomorrow. Which is bad, because I didn't bring my horn home from school yesterday (I went on a field trip to Nashville, more on that later) and if I can't practice my Honor Band audition music again until Monday (which is THREE DAYS before I need to have it done) then I'm not going to have a very good audition and probably get last chair in the lowest band and be ridiculed by everyone and die. Well, not die, but feel like crap because I know I'm a decent player, it's just that I audition badly. I get nervous and miss notes I nailed while practicing and can't breathe and my hands shake and everything. Just thinking about it is making me worried.

Ow, mah thumb

My thumb hurts really badly today. But other than that, it's been an ok day. Well, it's only 12:00 and the past two days at this time I would usually be up in my room taking a nap or trolling the interwebz because we've had two!!!! snow days this week. It sucks, because we'll probably end up in school in June. Again. We've gotten out in June every year I've been in high school...I just realized that. Booo.

2011

Okay, so this post is kind of like the last one, but I'm going forward with it anyway. All sorts could happen in 2011. I could get accepted to GSP and spend 5 weeks on a college campus this summer. Or I could finally get a job. And I can go to prom! Whatever happens with GSP, I'm definitely doing something this summer. If it's not GSP, I might go to a music camp for a few days. Or some summer program. I'll find something. And then, of course, band camp and marching band which is going to be awesome. It's my last season, and I'm not going to let it suck. And this Spring Break, I'm going to look at colleges, and right now I'm looking at the University of Pittsburgh (which is where my mom went, so that would be cool) and some places around Washington, DC. I'm the only person I know of who's planning, even thinking, of going out of state for school, which is kind of discouraging. But I know it'll work out. And then, I'll be applying for schools late this year, and maybe even get accepted. It's so exciting, I can hardly sit here because I know so much is coming and I can't wait to get it started, but I have to wait for it.

New Year

Thank goodness it's a new year. I'm kind of tired of 2010, and I'm really glad that this year is finally here. I'll go to prom this year (maybe), maybe go to GSP, be a SENIOR, and (hopefully) be accepted to a college. And I get my license! It's like I've FINALLY gotten over that huge hill I've been going up since the age of like, 11. And now it's the downhill slide into the sweet, sweet pool of college and moving out.