gratuitous violets.
i am so unproductive it has become disgusting. and there’s a lot of work to do (i.e., summer program stuff, 100+ points for hphysics, entire history debate, >1min of choreography, physical activity >_>…, sweeney todd with kelly as soon as she’s free, great mall with kelly as soon as…etc).
awoeawl;iefj;waoefi
ksk j’fu?!
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(what i was doing instead:)
*just realized that GMT is the universal time for wordpress* (that makes it…5:20pm? when it’s only 9:22am here…)
just thought i’d be random. for awhile i’ve been collecting words that are (in my opinion) dulcet.
asphodel
cerulean
sycophant
vermilion
gossamer
violet
diaphanous
iridescent
murmuring
chimes
mist
chalice
dawn
nevermore
mignonette
destiny
gothic
champagne
porcelain
effervescent
ephemeral
chatoyant
ethereal
sorrow
tragedy
clairvoyant
celadon
and halcyon (as you may have noticed)
i am trying my best to express my anger in the most composed manner possible, but WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY PARENTS. apparently, they don’t think i have enough experience to drive up to japan town in san francisco alone, i.e., i’m going to have to convince them tomorrow to let me drive my car and arrive as an independent, functioning, mature individual.
i’d also like to mention that i think this winter break isn’t going to be relaxing or fun. i’ll start by saying that i love my relatives, they are extremely important people to me, but does anyone else ever feel like you have to put on this face for them? especially since the above mentioned are my grandparents (who will most likely always see me as a little girl), it is “necessary” for me to have a constant smile on my face, to stay out of my room on my computer, to do things with them, etc etc etc.
my reflection/relaxation time has plummeted.
so it’s been awhile. and since i’m hypocritical in my need to keep updated on things, i’ve decided to get some stuff down…
hm, so. september. oh right we started school.
october…kelly and i were quite fantastic (masked) french maids (with colored contacts from tokyo):
november…i took the sats for my first time (and would have had a perfect score if i hadn’t missed one math question and two critical reading ones…darn).
andddd, kelly and i went to japan town (where we took mediocre purikura, hahahahaha…that’s why i blocked one of my faces out…):
oh not to mention, we discovered ACROSS THE UNIVERSE in november. quite possibly in my top ten list of movies (disregard my past adulation of the beatles thank you). this was one of my favorite songs:
then in december, i had way too much ballet/nutcracker. and i don’t feel like using up any more of my MB space to post pictures. *boo*
…oh we’ve caught up. now it’s about 12:15am on december 18th, and i should be sleeping, but we only have two more days of school, soooo…
did i mention my summer plans? (no) wellll, i am officially going on a french exchange in april (i.e., i’ll be living with a french family for two weeks in paris). j’espere que mon francais soit assez bien pour converser…
it’s raining rather heavily right now. quite unprecedented for california. i like the rain.
The unknown faces of Alex:
I’d like to get out of the habit of starting things and then just throwing them out. Examples: this blog, devart, youtube, japanese, guitar, visual art in general, lolita fashion, bjd’s, mmorpgs, wii/psp/ds/nintendo/all those things my brother plays. I lose interest in things too quickly…
I hope that doesn’t foreshadow any problems in my future…
But on the bright side, xmas break in three days.
I can’t stop listening to this:
Ave Maria (in German) by Schubert. The lyrics are from the poem The Lady of the Lake by Sir Walter Scott.
For some reason, opera just goes well with night driving…
Somehow I never have enough time for this thing…
But to summarize my life recently I can basically say ‘wowohmygosh, I love having a car.’
*dances*
what makes going back to school a little bit better? why, a bento box lunch of course! so, this is the first time i’ve ever tried to make a bento…so it’s a little boring. but i still think it’s pretty cute. i have the sincerest hope that over time my efforts will produce something…a little more complex. it’s really fun to make!
Above is onigiri with either umeboshi or ume furikake, cherry tomatoes, tamagoyaki with spinach, and (happy) octopus/crab shaped hot dogs.
HOORAH.
on another note there is a black widow in my attic and so i’ve had to tape the sides of the door. my mother thinks i’m psychotic, but can i help what i’ve afraid of?
how sweet and melancholic the cry of the mourning dove…
so passes the last late morning of summer.
the ULP is now an ILP *points to title* (i’m quite pleased with it, though, i would have much preferred it if it had ended in a 17, that being my favorite number, but i can’t have everything right?)
ah summer…seems only yesterday that we were flying off to tokyo…
but i think i’m ready for the school year (well mentally…literally, not so much…i have about 140 pages left in my history book and 100 in my french one), it’s just unfortunate that as soon as we get about a week into it, i’ll completely forget ever having had a summer break. we adjust so immediately and erase so completely all our past feelings and experiences that i often catch myself wondering, “why, why didn’t i just subject myself to a little harmless torture and study properly for that one, stupid, insignificantly significant test.”
but can one help it? (inneralex: of course you can you fool) perhaps, but transforming from a creature of the present to one of the future shall be such a task.
no more of that. school is coming (in about…thirty hours) and i’m…prepared (inneralex: yeah, we know, you’ve said it in more than one entry now). but something else that i’ve been wondering about, does anyone know what they want to put down for a college major (HA, no, because no one reads this! so i can pretend you all say ‘no’).
another one of my major scruples (hahaha, my major major scruple…) (inneralex: don’t indulge her) at the moment. they’re asking me in which direction i plan to launch myself in life. so i’ve been thinking (inneralex: she actually has no clue), and i can come up with some, but UGH what the hell do you do with that major?
so first, i was planning on something like Philosophy or Religious Studies (funny since i’m very nearly atheistic), but i look into that, and it all leads to politics or law (neither of which interests me).
foreign language falls next on my list, but, as attractive as this major seems, how can one compete with those who are naturally bilingual (can’t, not possible), and even if one does, for example, move to a foreign country, well, then you have to do business (and that holds a low place in my career plan).
and finally, we have the lovely creative writing major. what better way to secure a place in this world’s temporary history? ah, but the catch. how many talented young writers are ever actually successful? how many ever get anything published or ever make any real difference in society (not to mention i have the horrible habit of starting many things and never finishing them)?
so you see, this is a never-ending dialogue within myself, and now i should probably try to sleep (or at least be a bit more productive…i can’t believe i’ll have to wake up at 6:30 on tuesday…)…
no, no sleeping (yet). how much energy does a highschool swim party necessitate (not much, i assure you)? ah yes, wonderful class reunion, how i’d ‘forgotten.’ i must say, i grow increasingly weary of the antics that the majority of my classmates tend to exhibit at these sort of gatherings. i catch myself wondering, “is this the true depth of the (slightly above) average north californian adolescent?” It’d be nice if, just once in awhile, some of the majority showed this opinion to be wrong, but as it is, it seems i (and select others) shall have to endure and survive.
just thinking about them makes me tired…ah well
bonsoir mes amis, mes ennemies, et les autres?
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