Heh

As my brother would say, "ha, OWNED!" I was a bit worried about my debate, with kevin, who was being completely obnoxious. I didn't know how terrible his debate would be then. He was debating for beauty pageants and I was against.
ha, OWNED factors:
-He had three rebuttle questions when he was only supposed to have one so the teacher said I could answer any ones I wanted. But I had perfect answers for all of them so I totally owned him. He was like "has anybody ever gotten hurt in a beauty pageant" and I responded with my "200 people died and 89 were injured in a religous riot in Nigeria because of the Ms. World pageant."
-The class all voted for me. Nobody voted for him. Ours was the only debate where that happened.
-The teacher got almost all of her scholarship money from beauty pageants and won a few and she said that she would have voted for me.
-She also said that she had to basically spoon feed kevin all of the information.
-Kevin had like totally been a jerk about taunting me before hand and he was a sore loser.

So I am happy. Plus tomorrow is a b-day and after that is spring break. But being this happy all day (minus band, it was sort of infuriating considering my flute is being effy.) means that I am going to crash tonight. But that's a sort of small price to pay for being able to be pretty happy all day...

I thought that this was interesting to look at. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:World_happiness.png

So not much else is new, joey is stupid, we finished the creepy movie, i cleaned my pit, i cleaned my room, started a new embroidery floss braceletthing... yay.

Good day.

(booo, i have an LA project.)

TLIOS

(thank god it's only saturday) If it was a sunday i'd die. i hate sundays and I have a serious amount of sleep to catch up on. well i'm not too far behind but i'm anticipating the coming week.

ha! phantom of the opera = ha! It wasn't bad to watch but it helped that we sort of talked and made fun of the characters through all of the long singing parts (consequently i may have missed two or three pledges of love to one guy or another.) but it was SO hard not to laugh up a lung during the "angel of music watching over me" parts in the chapel.

MGMT = good. my brother got an album of them (they are a band). they are really current but they have a bit of a late 70s- early 90s sound in a lot of their music. I can't place what band they sound like right now erg. We also got "The Olivia Tremor Control" but they haven't really stroke me as epic yet. they sound like every other band besides themselves. like Pink Floyd, the Beatles, Beck, BRMC and even more Beatles. Emily you might like them. On the music topic i found who did Underground and it's by... (drum roll) Tinchy Strider. Okay that person has serious name problems. anyway, they are british which is the only tolerable form of hiphop that i've found.

Well. it's snowing/snowed. i can't say i'm completely thrilled. It's absolutely beautiful but i've been looking forward to some green. don't mind me nature, i'm just suffering. but i hope it doesn't get too warm too fast because i've completely outgrown all of my spring clothing so i'm going to have to start from scratch as soon as it's not long pants weather. and i'll procrastinate shopping for like way too long.

i'm trying to learn my learning targets. that is my one of my only "worry area" assignment, which feels sooo blissful. 5 more days until spring break, i have no projects and only 2 worrisome tests, one more day of weekend and um good music. see, i am capable of writing a blogpost that is less than 30% whining and ranting! (i'm so proud)

Ahhhhhh

Done with current events. didn't do that great of a job, but hey. it's done. i'll get what i get. normally i'd care. if this project was worth a passing glance. It's pointless hard busy work with arbitrary guide lines. But it's nice to have that and the book project done. phew. and the spanish oral test. phew. So today was a really nice day! i've had my windows opened all day and god it's made an improvement on my room. Not that i've been like burning incense in my room or anything (>.>) but it's nice not having it smelling like every meal that i've ever eaten in here and all the hand lotion i've ever had to use. I much prefer the smell of the first robin coming back, melting snow dripping from roofs and grass peaking out of its winter blanket. Ah the poetry of warm weather.

so i walked to the library in my boots and as usual my socks fell of inside my boots (grrr!) but this time i like almost died. My feet got so hot and i got this gigantic blisters (owww) so I ended up walking down the train tracks with one foot bare at a time (not recommended). Least pleasant thing that has happened all day.

I am moderately disgusted with my mom. So i'm in here doing my homework on the lappy and she comes in looking completely upset and devastated. So i'm all deer-in-the-headlights, waiting for her to say something and she frowns and says. "I thought you weren't supposed to have the laptop in your room." i roll over and die inside. "I just need to email some..." insert trailing off and vagueness here. "what's wrong?" it turns out our old neighbor died, she was a really nice old woman. But how the hell can my mom come to tell me that, but first, more importantly ask me why the lappy is in my room? it's a stupid rule and as you can tell i am totally not abiding by it. :D Oh that reminds me, another reason to get my own apartment. Or kitchenette at least.

Hmmm so life is pretty boring. that's why i haven't posted anything for a while. i'm not doing anything artistic besides handsewing (:D) but i'm planning a newspaper collage with all of the extra that I have from current events. And the closest i've gotten to writing is... thinking about writing? I drew a pretty rose in art... .... that was another exciting artistic update from maggie. Thank you and have a good night.

no, anyway. Max ride is pretty disappointing and i'm almost done. 1 and 2 were the best (sigh).

oh! quote of the day. During book sharing.
Person: "The main character of my book is this girl. At school she's not very popular."

Kelsey: "What a depressing book!"

on that note, have a good night. (and school tomorrow, and then weekend! Weekends: the breif lull in the endless cycle of school homework sleep school homework sleep school homework sleep.)

THY DEMONNE HATH BEEN SLANE'D UPON!

WAHAHAHAHA! i'm done with solofest. forever. until next year. >.< just kill me now....

So i had the science teacher from last year that was on teamo supremo. she said my rhythm was very good but i need more breath because at the end of phrases i went flat. it wasn't actually my breath more of a poor embroture to carry the breath. i've, of course, done better. right now i'm estimating a 24 because that's not too high or too low. oh well. it's over. and i don't care what i get as long as it isn't like exaggeratedly bad. I've decided the worst i get can get is a 5 because i definitely got a five in rhythm. ha.

that was enough excitement for a day, especially after yesterday felt like two days worth of consciousness. i felt like i could just go back to bed, but i still have stuff to do today (AHEM kids to feed in Africa! get a grip!) so i had to make my self The Works. (The Works: really really hot milk with a liberal amount of hot chocolate powder, a table spoon of white mocca powder, 1/2 teaspoon of vanilla extract and cinnamon. It's enough to wake up even the most lethargic maggie.)

now the rest of the weekend is fun! (yay current events?)

This is it

...I'm going in for the kill.... I'll get back to you once i'm done. we get our scores on tuesday.

60th post!

Solofest: i have decided that i don't give a s*** about it. i am going to play what I can. If my performance happens to completely not represent all of my practicing, thought and skill that has gone into it and how great I can actually make it sound AND how I can follow all of the "music rules" at once and if I make mistakes that I have never made before ever and have all my former mistakes done so well that they don't know how hard i've worked to correct them and happen to have a bad tone that morning because the amount of chapstick i have on isn't perfect enough to get my lips in between "papery dry and slippy" and "slippily coated in chapstick" and if I start warming up 1/2 way through the peice so I become out of tune with the piano or if I roll my flute a fraction of an inch in or out so that I become flat or sharp to the piano and if i run out of breath at a random spot in the piece because i feel particularly asthmatic that morning or forget to breath because of my nerves or just plain forget to breath AND if I get an really painful itch and I lose concentration for a second and screw up a few notes and get lost and start playing so loud at the start that I don't leave enough room for other dynamics and I start coughing in the middle of the solo or a dry mouth or tickle in my throat and have to stop and get counted off for it and my hands get hot and sweaty because i'm nervous and my embroture is slipping and I have to readjust my hands and I get counted off for slipping THEN I DON'T CARE. I DON'T CARE THAT MY WHOLE BAND GRADE IS GOING TO SLIP AND LOWER MY GPA AND HOURS AND HOURS OF PRACTICE WILL BE WASTED JUST FOR A 15/30 "POOR" AND THAT I CAN'T TAKE PERSONAL PRIDE AND SATISFACTION IN THE RELATIVELY PRETTY PIECE OF MUSIC I'VE LEARNED HOW TO PLAY. I DON'T CARE THAT ALL MY BROTHER EVER GOT WAS "SUPERIORS" AND MY PARENTS WILL BE HORRIFIED WHEN THEY SEE MY SCORE AND MAKE ME PRACTICE A BUNCH EVERYDAY WHERE THEY CAN SEE ME. I DON'T CARE IF MY SKILL IS UNDERREPRESENTED IN ANYWAY AND THAT I MIGHT JUST CRACK UNDER THE STRESS AND WRITE SOME SORT OF COOKY ENTRY ON MY BLOG. (oops i already did.)

as you can see, it's relatively hard not to care about solofest. i wish i didn't give a s***. but the band department has made that extremely difficult. And like almost all of that is practically out of my freaking control! though my life is going to improve by like 90% once it's over. wow, just writing in all of those caps makes me feel like i was yelling. my throat hurts now!
I actually can speak even though throughout the day my ability to speak has been hindered. I talked plenty at lunch because it's hard not to but i paid dearly for it in LA because my throat hurt like hell.

on a happier flute note (haha punny), i just was taking a break from my solo and started doing improvisation and I ended up pacing around the room, playing this awesome made up song that went on for like four minutes. i love it so much! I wish I had saved it and recorded it. I wasn't paying attention to what notes I was playing, some of them weren't even legit notes, or at least not the most commonly used fingerings. It just came so easily without thinking! that is what matters to me about playing flute, not trying to remember: rhythm, dynamics, fingerings, tone, breath, tonguing, tempo, key and key change, etc. etc. etc. all at once and still trying to make something sound pretty.

I want to draw people! I want to go outside! It's so nice out! I want to go the library! I want to take pictures of the pretty meltiness! no maggie, you fool! *whiplash* go back to your solo piece or yull taste my fist, maggot!

Soiled & Festering Solofest

aka So Low Fest, Suckfest, Soiled & Festering, Soul Off Est(imate) (i'm estimating my soul will turn off by thursday) and So Lofty Espectations.

I loathe it to the depths of my mangled soul.

golly gosh darn shoot dang (language modified) i detest it so much! it is full of.. bull feathers...

Inspirational quotes

Most of them don't mean anything just a collection of pathetic things i've said or heard this past pathetic month. get inspired or die, idiots.

"My country is ruled by the government." member of my SS class during OWL.

"If we get a new project in social studies, I'M LEAVING." "we get a DBQ." "bye." conversation in spanish.

"I talk to my plants in Swedish. But only my plants can understand my Swedish." My science teacher.

"Our science biochem unit is a bit like taking a fish out of a lake and banging it on the dock, saying (language modified) breath, dang it, breath!!" me at lunch

"LRT: Lethargy, Review and Time Wasting." me in LRT

"That is so gay!" A member of my LA in response to Anne and Peter kissing.

"You have to live and breath solofest, and i'm suffocating." me in gmail chat.

"Maggie! you are so mean! under that smiling nice mask you are an evil person!" member of LA accusing me jokingly when I teased them. This made me laugh.
"What. Maggie never smiles. She's so mean." A response to above. Unsure if this was meant to be serious. But this made me laugh much harder. But the person who said this is a complete (language modified) jerk.

"Anybody who works hard is a nerd." member of my LRT class.

and for a pleasant last note:
"the witch king is ttlyhawt" me

"I WILL BREAK HIM." the witch king.

Tell me if i'm missing some.

Well that sucked.... Next!

Ick. today was an absolute suck fest. rawawrerirghg. I feel very much nazgulish. incase my rawr-idge didn't alert you of that. A bit like the witch king, actually. who has probably THE BEST LINES IN THE HISTORY OF ALL MOVIES! god, he is like the thing most deserving of the word epic. EPIC. EPIC!

well my complaining didn't last very long. i got a bit side tracked while thinking of the Witch King (swoon).

Anyway, every little bit of my day sucked, with very few bits that didn't. i woke up at five, fell down the stairs and went to school. spanish was pure torture, LA was decent and I have spent way too long on my science homework. Gah!! don't get me started on current events. i'm in denial mode. as in, if you mention it i flip out inside. i haven't done anything. so i'm a bit panicky.

That oracle new what she was talking about when she said "beware the (aides?) of march" solofest is on the fifteenth of march, and girl scouts Feed my starving children right afterwards and AT right before.

i just effing want to go to sleep but i need to memorize my spanish and do solofest and current events. and possibly fit some dinner in there. but that's low on my priorities list.

speaking of which, i highly recommend whole grain pop tarts. in general. They are delicious and you can justify eating them because they actually have a decent amount of whole grain in them. They usually constitute my 9:00 dinner when i forget to have one.

You may ask, she seems busy and pissed, why is she spending time to write on her blog? i need to vent!!!! i'm just venting. probably not very pleasant to read. my apologies, if you want your three minutes back, i would be happy to give you a refund.

In conclusion, I order everybody to go watch Return of the King this instant a. because it is an amazing movie and b. To admire and worship every word that comes out of the Witch King's (mouth? in the loosest sense of the word) and admire his ttlyhawt looks. Thank you that is all.

me