Very very tired
Hey all. I’m so tired right now it’s not even funny, but I wanted to check in anyway.
I was at an orientation thingy at my college all day, then we ate Mexican food, and THEN… I finally got to see The Seat Filler, the movie starring Kelly Rowland that I’ve wanted to see forever and ever! (I bought the DVD.) And let me just say this: I admire Beyoncé’s acting skills a lot. I mean, I’m no movie star wannabe; I could never do what actors do. But in this movie, in my humble opinion, Kelly’s acting talent totally outshone Beyoncé’s. She was AMAZING!!!! I could gush on forever about how well she fit her part, how realistic the chemistry between her and the leading man was, and blah blah blah, but I’m far too exhausted to proofread that much. I shall try to write tomorrow with something more articulate. Parting thought: KELLY ROCKS MY SOCKS OFF!!!!!!
KD
Look look! I’m sane again!
Well, hi! I’ve had cooling time since my last lovely entry, so it’s all good. Kinda. I’m still a little miffed, but I’ll live. Actually, that’s a very risky thing to say. I could die in a few days, tomorrow, now!, from something totally unrelated to my English teacher’s misconception. Like a heart attack. Or getting hit by a car. Or G getting tired of me sending annoying forwards.
Just kidding on that last one.
Hopefully.
Anyway, big news of the day: I SAW PINK PANTHER!!!! Finally! And it was hilarious in a really dumb way. Kinda like Lost Skeleton of Kedavra, only not as intelligent. Beyoncé didn’t really have to act much; she played an international pop star. What a stretch!!
Oh my gosh. I just heard this weird noise issuing from my vent, and after a few moments of confusion I discovered that it was only Dad in the basement, singing a song at the top of his lungs. Well, not really a song. I can’t exactly describe it. If I could upload audio to this diary, I’d record it for y’all. But that ain’t happenin’, so use your imaginations.
Well, I have no more to say at the moment, except that I am totally buying the Pink Panther DVD when it comes out. See y’all tomorrow, or the next day, or, well, whenever. Parting thought: AAAAAAAAAAAALVIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!!!!! (Don’t know why I thought of the Chipmunks all of a sudden…)
KD
Mad at the world, raaaaaaaaarrrr!!
OK, I’ll come right out and say it: I am angry. At first I thought I was merely annoyed, then it progressed to aggravated, then frustrated, and now it’s reached the final stage. Angry. Why do parent/teacher conferences always make me feel this way? Maybe because the teachers wait to say all the negative things about me to my parents, not to my face. Oh no, way too confidential for me. My delicate little ears might not be able to handle it!
OK, here’s the deal. My English teacher told my parents that she’s scared for me in college because I don’t stand up for myself. She said that Kaitlin had to push me toward her desk and encourage me to talk to her when I wanted something. NOT TRUE!!!!!! Kaitlin, you can back me up on this, can’t you? We always leave the English room together for lunch. I said I needed to talk to my teacher, so Kaitlin led me to her desk. Not pushed. Kaitlin doesn’t push!!!!! G, on occasion. Mary, hell yes. Kaitlin, not so much. Oh, and she said that I never speak up in English; I just wait to be called on. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT????? I enjoy sitting quietly and listening to the discussions, and if I have an important point to make, I will give it! I am perfectly capable of advocating for myself. Who was the one who made it clear that she did not want resource teachers monitoring her grades? ME!!!!! Who was the one to call the library in Lincoln when 2 of her books went missing? ME!!!!!! Who is the vice-president of the Nebraska Association of Blind Students? ME!!!!!!
Please don’t get me wrong. My English teacher is one of the most intelligent and interesting teachers I’ve ever had. She makes learning fun and grades things fairly. But she just doesn’t understand me. I may be quiet in class, but I am not a flimsy little tissue paper person that will deteriorate under pressure! I mean, look at the things I’m coping with right now: a. The loss of one of my oldest friends, my puppy, Tawny; b. Not being able to contact Mary at all, since her cell is broken and she has no internet, even though I’ve heard very disturbing news about her; and c. All the hassle that comes with one’s senior year in high school. I am not, in any way, saying that I am the worst-off person in the country (I’m aware of the devastation caused by natural disasters, thank you), but I do know what pressure is like, and I can cope. I will be fine in college.
Um wow. Now my sane self is slowly returning. I feel so much better now that I’ve vented out all my frustrations. I’m just in a pretty rotten mood tonight, and then of course, I decided to watch Million Dollar Baby, which made me cry, so my emotions are already going haywire. I’ll just leave it here for today, and write some other time with considerably less “poor me” type stuff. Sorry, y’all, had to get it out. Parting thought: I’VE BEEN WORKIN’ ON THE RAILROAD!!!! (I don’t know, don’t ask)
KD
Experimenting yet again
Hi, peeps. It’s Monday again. Have I mentioned what I think about Mondays? I believe I have. Maybe even more than once.
Anyway, I’m writing to see if the little extra stuff I put in worked. I’m not going to say what it is in case it doesn’t work at all. I might try to upload an image later, but right now I really have nothing to say, except I didn’t get to see Pink Panther yet. But my English teacher liked it, which is saying something because she is usually skeptical about modern movies. Parting thought: SOOOOO TIRED!
KD
Experimental email entry #2
Hi! It’s me again, writing for 2 whole days in a row. I’m seeing if this email entry will be as much of a pain as the last one turned out to be. I made a few minor changes in the setup, and we’ll see what happens, I guess. Keep your fingers crossed, y’all!
I am now starting a new paragraph! I wonder if it will show up nice and perdy in my diary, or just turn out as rubbish.
By the way, I feel better, in case anyone cares.
“>It’s kinda fun making paragraphs.
I could do this paragraph thing all day.
Woohoo, this is fun!!!!
OK, OK, enough experimenting. I’ll send this now. Parting thought: YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SEXY, SUGA!!!!!! (Quote from Austin Powers, spoken by Foxxy Cleopatra, AKA Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter) OK… she’s not married to Jay-Z yet.
KD
First email entry, I hope this works…
Hi! I have just discovered something cool: I can email diary entries instead of writing them through the website! This will be much more convenient–if it works, that is.
Anyway, right now I’m sick. I’m in bed with a monster headache and a stomach ache that’s a little less monstrous, but annoying nonetheless. I stayed home from school today, which means I missed the day in English where we handed in the thesis for our research paper. Oops. Hey, it wasn’t my fault I was stricken with a potentially deadly illness! OK… not so much. But still, I have a thesis all figured out, so it’s not like I skipped on purpose because my work wasn’t done.
Well, Pink Panther came out today, and in my bedridden state I haven’t yet seen it. I bet Beyoncé was amazing, though. She is at everything else she does.
I’ve noticed that most of the characters played by the members of Dc in movies, TV, or Broadway have very odd names. Check this out:
- Beyoncé:
- Foxxy Cleopatra
- Xania
- Kelly:
- Kia
- Jhnelle
- Michelle:
- Aida
Also, I find it odd that both Beyoncé and Kelly were brutally murdered in their acting debuts; Beyoncé, as Carmen, was shot in the head by the totally evil lieutenant guy; and Kelly, as Kia, was slashed by the totally psychotic Jason X whilst she was antagonizing Freddy. (Freddie?)
Do you find it weird that I find these facts about DC weird? Well, too bad for you; I’m too sick to care, mwahahahaha.
I shall now send my very, very first entry by email, and hope I’ve done everything right! Parting thought: I LOVE DC3!!!!!
KD
Rambly rambly rambly
Wello hello! (Yes, I meant to do that.)
Today is Mom’s birthday. We went to a nice restaurant and I believe I ate too much. My stomach hurts. But that’s OK.
I just found out the coolest thing today!!!!! The movie The Seat Filler, which stars none other than the lovely Ms. Kelly Rowland, comes out on DVD this month!!! I never got to see it in theaters. Now that I think about it, it might not have been released in theaters throughout the country. Oh well. The point is, I’m excited and plan on buying it! Kelly is, after all, my favorite DC member, and I have entirely too many Beyoncé DVDs. But not Austin Powers; Mom would flay me alive. (You know, that’s a very disturbing image. Do let’s move on.)
“>I really should get started on my English homework. I have to read a portion of “The Canterbury [spelling?] Tales” and write a 5-paragraph essay. Although the essay is on a Vanessa Carlton song, so that should be fun. Sort of…
You know, I just looked at my “How Well Do You Know Me?” quiz on this one website, and someone went in and changed 2 of the questions! That’s so weird! But I’m glad a hacker got into something like that instead of, say, my credit card info.
Anyway, I should make another quiz. I’ll link you to it once I do. Right now, though, I am going to bed. Good night. Parting thought: IT’S NOT FUN AND GAMES UNTIL SOMEONE BREAKS THEIR NOSE!!!!!!! (Accidental quote from G)
KD
I hurt
Hi. Something highly embarrassing happened today. I was in the restroom at school, minding my own business, when someone banged open my stall door and hit me squarely in the lip! I guess I didn’t lock it firmly enough. The good news? I was done, erm, doing my business. The bad news…
- My jeans were not entirely up yet.
- The person who accidentally gave me a flogging turned out to be someone I know. She felt really bad, which made it more embarrassing somehow.
- I have a swollen lip and it hurts to talk. So that’s why I’m writing, I guess.
You know, if there’s one thing I’m proud of about myself, it’s the way I react to mortifying moments such as the afore-mentioned flogging incident. When it happened, I calmly said, “Hmmm, this stall doesn’t lock too well, apparently.” Then I went to the nurse and got an ice pack. OUCH. It really hurts. Oh well.
Other than that, the day didn’t go too badly. Oh, except for the fact that I went to a party tonight with some friends from church, and someone threw a chocolate at me, which hit me in the eye. So I guess today is Attack KD’s Face Day. (Although I would appreciate it if people stopped celebrating it now; I do only have one face, after all.)
Anyway, I will go to bed now before something smacks me in the nose. Parting thought: DO YOUR LIPS HANG LOW?
KD
