Today is awesome because I found this really cool Vitamin String Quartet cover of Brand New's Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows and it's just really good and I like it a lot.
It's getting to that time of the month again, where I question why I'm blogging every day of my life for this. But I don't want to talk about that. Because if I do, I'll sound lame and obnoxious which is how I always feel I sound and I don't like that. So.
Spring break is over come Monday and I have to go back to real life and real things. I don't want to do that, but that's what happens in life, and I only have eight more weeks of school anyway. I have the worst spring fever ever right now because I can wear shorts and tank tops and hang out outside to do things and it's amazing. I want it to be summer because it feels so summery.
I built a fort over spring break. That was the only notable thing I did. But it was a really freaking cool fort with blankets like suspended from the ceiling and tacked up to the wall and everything. It's all over my bed so I've been hanging out in my fort watching Netflix and reading all break and I love it.
I could probably come up with more things to say but my computer is almost out of battery so I better stop now.
Until tomorrow
xx D
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
BEDA 6: On television
Today is awesome because I got a really cute new dress.
Disclaimer: I'm really emotional about television.
My sister got Netflix last month and gave me her password, and now I just sit and watch television on my teeny tiny iPod for hours at a time because my computer that I can use for stuff like that has been getting fixed for six weeks. Not the point.
The first thing I did when my sister got Netflix was rewatch Greek. I had watched it around the time that it was just ending on ABC Family and it's just so brilliant and witty and adorable that I wanted to watch it again. It's definitely one of those shows that I will be able to watch over and over again, and I'm not going to lie: I cried at the series finale. It was so amazingly executed and heartbreaking and I loved it so much. That's not the point either.
A few weeks ago I started watching One Tree Hill. I had watched it occasionally with the aforementioned sister and was watching the final season of it, but I hadn't watched any of it until that point. One Tree Hill is marketed as a kind of teenage soap opera, but it's really more than that. These kids, they're just trying to get through life unscathed. It's really relatable in a weird way. Like, these people are star basketball players and cheerleaders and tutors and their married or touring with a band or running a freaking all ages night for a freaking club. They're so amazing but still just teenagers. It's really hard for me to articulate how I feel about stuff like this because I have a hard time realizing how I feel about stuff like this. I don't know.
Wednesday was the series finale of One Tree Hill. I'm only like two seasons into the nine season show, so I wasn't planning on watching it even though I had seen most of the ninth season. My sister kind of bullied me into watching it and by that I mean that she promised me she would feed me if I watched it with her. So I did. And this show that is wonderful and great had just a really lukewarm ending. . They advertised that a bunch of old characters would come back and then it was like... Bevin. Not that really got me. It just didn't seem like an appropriate ending for a show that great. And then Haley was all, "There's only one Tree Hill, Jamie Scott. And it's your home." And I couldn't decide whether I wanted to cry or laugh. It was one of those moments, but it lasted the entire episode. Except Chris Keller is hilarious and I love him. He had like all of the best one-liners in the entire history of dramadies and I just wanted to laugh every time he was on screen. The best.
So I get really attached to television shows. I'm going to continue watching through One Tree Hill because I love it and I want to be them or have a friend like Lucas Scott. And this blog won't stop hearing about it.
Until tomorrow
xx D
Disclaimer: I'm really emotional about television.
My sister got Netflix last month and gave me her password, and now I just sit and watch television on my teeny tiny iPod for hours at a time because my computer that I can use for stuff like that has been getting fixed for six weeks. Not the point.
The first thing I did when my sister got Netflix was rewatch Greek. I had watched it around the time that it was just ending on ABC Family and it's just so brilliant and witty and adorable that I wanted to watch it again. It's definitely one of those shows that I will be able to watch over and over again, and I'm not going to lie: I cried at the series finale. It was so amazingly executed and heartbreaking and I loved it so much. That's not the point either.
A few weeks ago I started watching One Tree Hill. I had watched it occasionally with the aforementioned sister and was watching the final season of it, but I hadn't watched any of it until that point. One Tree Hill is marketed as a kind of teenage soap opera, but it's really more than that. These kids, they're just trying to get through life unscathed. It's really relatable in a weird way. Like, these people are star basketball players and cheerleaders and tutors and their married or touring with a band or running a freaking all ages night for a freaking club. They're so amazing but still just teenagers. It's really hard for me to articulate how I feel about stuff like this because I have a hard time realizing how I feel about stuff like this. I don't know.
Wednesday was the series finale of One Tree Hill. I'm only like two seasons into the nine season show, so I wasn't planning on watching it even though I had seen most of the ninth season. My sister kind of bullied me into watching it and by that I mean that she promised me she would feed me if I watched it with her. So I did. And this show that is wonderful and great had just a really lukewarm ending. . They advertised that a bunch of old characters would come back and then it was like... Bevin. Not that really got me. It just didn't seem like an appropriate ending for a show that great. And then Haley was all, "There's only one Tree Hill, Jamie Scott. And it's your home." And I couldn't decide whether I wanted to cry or laugh. It was one of those moments, but it lasted the entire episode. Except Chris Keller is hilarious and I love him. He had like all of the best one-liners in the entire history of dramadies and I just wanted to laugh every time he was on screen. The best.
So I get really attached to television shows. I'm going to continue watching through One Tree Hill because I love it and I want to be them or have a friend like Lucas Scott. And this blog won't stop hearing about it.
Until tomorrow
xx D
Thursday, April 5, 2012
BEDA 5: On books into movies
Today is awesome because I found my old recorder.
From a young age, I've been an avid reader. I have read fantasy books and trashy teen novels and pretty much every other genre. But I've never been a "visual" reader. By that I mean that I don't picture things in my head when I read, so I can't say things like "oh I pictured her differently" when a movie is cast for a book I've read. It's weird, but I read mostly books told in the first person, so it's like I am the main character. I don't know, that's not really the point. The point is that when books are made into movies, I focus mostly on the details. And even there I'm not top nitpicky. I've sat through eight Harry Potter movies; I know everything can't be perfect.
When my friends and I saw The Hunger Games, they were all really put out by the fact that the Mockingjay pin wasn't given by Madge. Now, that's all fine and dandy for them; let them be put out by little details. But after a certain number of movie adaptations, you have to realize that things are gonna have to be different.
Two books that I really like are being released as movies in the next(?) year: The Great Gatsby and The Perks of Being a Wallflower. I'm extremely excited for both of these movies. Not only do I think that Carrey Mulligan and Emma Watson will be wonderful ad Daisy and Sam respectively, but I think it's really cool when books are made into movies. So many more people get to experience brilliant books that way, and there's something really cool about seeing something that you've only imagined in your head. Maybe it's just me, but I really enjoy it.
Until tomorrow
xx D
From a young age, I've been an avid reader. I have read fantasy books and trashy teen novels and pretty much every other genre. But I've never been a "visual" reader. By that I mean that I don't picture things in my head when I read, so I can't say things like "oh I pictured her differently" when a movie is cast for a book I've read. It's weird, but I read mostly books told in the first person, so it's like I am the main character. I don't know, that's not really the point. The point is that when books are made into movies, I focus mostly on the details. And even there I'm not top nitpicky. I've sat through eight Harry Potter movies; I know everything can't be perfect.
When my friends and I saw The Hunger Games, they were all really put out by the fact that the Mockingjay pin wasn't given by Madge. Now, that's all fine and dandy for them; let them be put out by little details. But after a certain number of movie adaptations, you have to realize that things are gonna have to be different.
Two books that I really like are being released as movies in the next(?) year: The Great Gatsby and The Perks of Being a Wallflower. I'm extremely excited for both of these movies. Not only do I think that Carrey Mulligan and Emma Watson will be wonderful ad Daisy and Sam respectively, but I think it's really cool when books are made into movies. So many more people get to experience brilliant books that way, and there's something really cool about seeing something that you've only imagined in your head. Maybe it's just me, but I really enjoy it.
Until tomorrow
xx D
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
BEDA 4: Music
Today is awesome because I took my violin bow to get restrung or whatever so now I'll be able to play without like ten hairs falling out at once.
So, music has always been a really big part of my life. I've been playing violin for four years now and I really can mark important moments in my life with music. It may seem freaking crazy and weird, but I have like this list of songs that just remind me of things. My childhood or a certain day or a certain person. Music has always been there to mark moments and stuff. When I listen to certain things, I just remember. And it's not always good remembering, but it's comforting, in a way.
There's this quote from One Tree Hill that's like, "You know how you find a song and you just listen to it, like, over and over and over again, until it becomes this, like, soundtrack, until you find a new one? Or, till you wanna forget the things that it reminds you of." That's how I feel like all of the time. Right now that one song is I Must Belong Somewhere by Bright Eyes. It just gives me hope, I guess, that even when things suck and I hate where I am, there's somewhere that I belong. That's what I love about music. It can give you the hope that you need or the outlet to cry or whatever. Like, I'll never get those feelings from writing my own music. For one thing, I'm terrible at that crap. And for another, there's something magical about being able to feel something that deep and that wonderful about something that someone else wrote and sings and things. I feel the same way about books, but in a different way. I don't know.
I know that a lot of teenagers feel deeply about music and they use it to express their angst toward life and post Facebook statuses showing that angst. In a lot of ways I'm that typical angsty teen but I feel like there are things that strike chords deeper than just that superficial crap. And now I sound like a holier-than-thou jerk and I don't know how to fix it so...
Until next time
xx D
So, music has always been a really big part of my life. I've been playing violin for four years now and I really can mark important moments in my life with music. It may seem freaking crazy and weird, but I have like this list of songs that just remind me of things. My childhood or a certain day or a certain person. Music has always been there to mark moments and stuff. When I listen to certain things, I just remember. And it's not always good remembering, but it's comforting, in a way.
There's this quote from One Tree Hill that's like, "You know how you find a song and you just listen to it, like, over and over and over again, until it becomes this, like, soundtrack, until you find a new one? Or, till you wanna forget the things that it reminds you of." That's how I feel like all of the time. Right now that one song is I Must Belong Somewhere by Bright Eyes. It just gives me hope, I guess, that even when things suck and I hate where I am, there's somewhere that I belong. That's what I love about music. It can give you the hope that you need or the outlet to cry or whatever. Like, I'll never get those feelings from writing my own music. For one thing, I'm terrible at that crap. And for another, there's something magical about being able to feel something that deep and that wonderful about something that someone else wrote and sings and things. I feel the same way about books, but in a different way. I don't know.
I know that a lot of teenagers feel deeply about music and they use it to express their angst toward life and post Facebook statuses showing that angst. In a lot of ways I'm that typical angsty teen but I feel like there are things that strike chords deeper than just that superficial crap. And now I sound like a holier-than-thou jerk and I don't know how to fix it so...
Until next time
xx D
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
BEDA 3: Labels
Today is awesome because I have a fort in my room. Technically I constructed it yesterday, but it made today awesome.
(Everything I've tried to write in the past day has sounded pretentious and obnoxious and stupid, so this is what I'm giving you. I realize that it's pretentious-sounding. Also, sometimes I steal themes from sarcaschicks to write posts about. Whatever. Thanks.)
So, people in junior high tend to talk about how "popularity" isn't important and how it's great to be yourself. The people who say this, however, tend to either be teachers or popular kids. Now, I know that I'm not a "popular" kid by the conventional standards. But I have a close group of friends and people who care about me and that I can talk to, and those are the things that matter to me. I know that the popular kids do not like me for whatever reason, but I don't care.
Alright, I've never been one to put labels on myself. I've never considered myself a "jock" or a "prep," because I don't see myself as either of those things. I'm the one who loves books and is sometimes friendly. I prefer to sitting on Tumblr or watching One Tree Hill to going out with my friends. Because of that, people would call me a loner, but I'm not. People have this idea that they have to try to fit into a certain category. Whether it's what other people define them as, their Hogwarts house, or their Myers-Briggs Personality type. (For the record, I'm the weirdo, a Ravenpuff, and an ISTJ.) I can see how all of these things apply to me, but I don't like being tied down to those certain traits. The thing is, I know who I am. And I don't need different tests or other people's perceptions of me to define who I am. I'm perfectly aware that I will never be friends with people in my school who are considered "popular," because of the fact that I prefer sitting on Tumblr or writing to going out with friends. But that doesn't bother me. Unlike many people my age, I'm perfectly comfortable with who I am. There isn't a way that I'm going to change myself. I'm never going to stop being a lover of books. I'm never going to stop aspiring to be a writer, or making sarcastic remarks under my breath that people pretend not to hear. I'm never going to stop acting as smart as I am, even though I can sometimes come off a little pretentious and kind of obnoxious. I'm never going to stop being myself. And no amount of labels are going to change that.
The point is, I'm a Nerdfighter and a writer and a Potterhead and reader. But to put me in just those categories wouldn't show you who I really am. So many other people can identify with all four of these things, but that doesn't mean I'm like any of those people. I'm different and I'm okay with that.
Until tomorrow
xx D
Monday, April 2, 2012
BEDA 2: Introductions?
Today is awesome because my room is almost clean and the sun is bright and I'm able to comfortably wear shorts and a tank top.
I realize now that, in my 50(!) blog posts before this, I never really introduced myself. So hello Blogger people. Here's a list about me:
My name is Desi
I'm fourteen
I'm almost through with the ninth grade
I live in the wonderful state of Utah
I'm a nerdfighter
I'm a huge Harry Potter and Hunger Games fan
Pottermore declared me a Hufflepuff, but I believe I'm a Ravenclaw.
I love Starkid. Like a lot.
I don't know, I'm just your run of the mill nerd. I'm not into comic books or superheroes, but I really like books and writing and YouTube and all those nice things. I also really like Boy Meets World. Not that that's relevant, but I'm watching it right now.
So yeah. It's a little late in the game to introduce myself, and I'm pretty sure that if you've read any blog posts of mine before this you'd know these things, but I was kind of at a loss for what to blog about for the day. I have nineteen posts that I haven't published though, so expect some of those coming your way.
Until tomorrow
xx D
I realize now that, in my 50(!) blog posts before this, I never really introduced myself. So hello Blogger people. Here's a list about me:
My name is Desi
I'm fourteen
I'm almost through with the ninth grade
I live in the wonderful state of Utah
I'm a nerdfighter
I'm a huge Harry Potter and Hunger Games fan
Pottermore declared me a Hufflepuff, but I believe I'm a Ravenclaw.
I love Starkid. Like a lot.
I don't know, I'm just your run of the mill nerd. I'm not into comic books or superheroes, but I really like books and writing and YouTube and all those nice things. I also really like Boy Meets World. Not that that's relevant, but I'm watching it right now.
So yeah. It's a little late in the game to introduce myself, and I'm pretty sure that if you've read any blog posts of mine before this you'd know these things, but I was kind of at a loss for what to blog about for the day. I have nineteen posts that I haven't published though, so expect some of those coming your way.
Until tomorrow
xx D
Sunday, April 1, 2012
BEDA 1: On Nostalgia
Hey there guys, I'm bringing back BEDA. And with BEDA comes Why Today is Awesome. So today is awesome because I'm going to be able to curl up and watch One Tree Hill on my iPod and stay up as late as I want because I'M ON SPRING BREAK. But that's not what this post is about.
I'm a very nostalgic and sentimental person. I'm that one girl who has ticket stubs and things that my friends have given me just because they're nice and remind me of things and make me happy. Right now, I'm nostalgic for two particular things: junior high and summer.
I've mentioned before that although I'm in the ninth grade, I'm still in junior high school, and this month is my second to last. Junior high hasn't been the best time for me, this year especially, but there are definitely things I'm going to miss. Sitting on the floor of the arts building with my friends finishing homework before school, for one. And talking during Spanish class instead of learning anything, and games of Egyptian Rat Screw in Journalism. I know that it's a little early for these graduation goggles to set in, but I have to realize that after my last choir concert, I'm never going to perform on the stage in the stupid auditorium ever again. And I have to know that I'm never going to have to get ready in the girls dressing room again. I've had my problems, but I just know that I'm going to miss it.
I don't know that I've mentioned it before, but summer is my favorite time of the year. It's gotten to that point where I leave the window open in my bedroom and it smells like summer. Like, my dad registered me to go to camp this summer and I'm just so ready for it to come. This spring has been unseasonably warm, and I've definitely started aching for the summertime. I miss staying up until all hours of the night talking to my friends via Facebook and watching YouTube videos and writing all the freaking time, even though it happened to be nonsense.
Maybe it's weird to be nostalgic for a thing that you're leaving and a thing that's coming up all at the same time, but I'm a weird girl. I don't know, it's something that I can't really explain.
I guess I'll talk to y'all tomorrow.
Until then
xxD
I'm a very nostalgic and sentimental person. I'm that one girl who has ticket stubs and things that my friends have given me just because they're nice and remind me of things and make me happy. Right now, I'm nostalgic for two particular things: junior high and summer.
I've mentioned before that although I'm in the ninth grade, I'm still in junior high school, and this month is my second to last. Junior high hasn't been the best time for me, this year especially, but there are definitely things I'm going to miss. Sitting on the floor of the arts building with my friends finishing homework before school, for one. And talking during Spanish class instead of learning anything, and games of Egyptian Rat Screw in Journalism. I know that it's a little early for these graduation goggles to set in, but I have to realize that after my last choir concert, I'm never going to perform on the stage in the stupid auditorium ever again. And I have to know that I'm never going to have to get ready in the girls dressing room again. I've had my problems, but I just know that I'm going to miss it.
I don't know that I've mentioned it before, but summer is my favorite time of the year. It's gotten to that point where I leave the window open in my bedroom and it smells like summer. Like, my dad registered me to go to camp this summer and I'm just so ready for it to come. This spring has been unseasonably warm, and I've definitely started aching for the summertime. I miss staying up until all hours of the night talking to my friends via Facebook and watching YouTube videos and writing all the freaking time, even though it happened to be nonsense.
Maybe it's weird to be nostalgic for a thing that you're leaving and a thing that's coming up all at the same time, but I'm a weird girl. I don't know, it's something that I can't really explain.
I guess I'll talk to y'all tomorrow.
Until then
xxD
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