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I mean, I'd still like to know if you use something that I posted here, but you don't exactly need my permission to do it.

Okay? Okay.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

What's Your Letter?

Hallo, world!

I'll start with something that I thought was an interesting experiment, and not an assignment I minded, although feeling rushed wasn't fun.

So, we just finished The Scarlet Letter in English. My teacher gave us an assignment to help us understand more what Hester felt, by choosing a letter of our own to represent a mistake we feel we made and we regret, and have to wear that letter the whole day. (She told us about it Friday, and had to wear it Wednesday.) The day afterwards, we had to reflect on what we felt like and how Hester must've felt.

She gave us little time to think of what our regrets and corresponding letters would be, so most ended up putting 'L' for lying to their parents or something. But I don't lie, and I almost always follow all the rules. I thought of a few other things that I kinda regretted, since it made my life a little more stressful, but I banished the thought since it (hopefully) helped others, so I shouldn't really regret it. With time running out, and having difficulty choosing what I'll use and how to write it out, I ended up putting 'N' for 'not letting stuff out'- as in, there was stuff I wanted/needed to say to some people, but I was just too scared. I couldn't think of another way to word it at the moment.

I made my fancy N on Saturday, and on Wednesday taped it onto my chest, like Hester.


YAAAY GREEN NOTECARDS

YAAAY SHARPIES AND PENS

Technically, you weren't supposed to say what your letter meant to people besides the teacher, since some people wouldn't want the whole school to know what they've done, but a lot of people told what theirs meant anyway. I ended up telling two friends, I think. The first was a friend that... I don't think I've made a code name for, and the second was Blondie. The codename-less friend said, "Oh, so you mean being bottled up?" and I was like "D'oh!" cuz that was more correct, and meant I should've used a 'B' instead. *tick mark*

It was so weird, because, throughout the book, Dimmesdale says his A burns on his chest or something like that, and there was a moment where I suddenly stopped and realized that I felt something weird myself. Like, a faint burning sensation on the middle of my chest, beneath my N.

Creepy.

Or it was my imagination. Maybe.

Doing this made me want to get rid of the thing my N represented. Basically, dump the things I need to say (say what you need to say- if I was on a computer with a numeric keypad, I could put little music notes! *tear*) and be free!~ And no longer have anything I could use if for some reason I needed to do this assignment again!


Oops, I was drawing again during sconce. But it was review, and I remembered everything. Seriously, everything.

I heard my sister play "Rhythm of Love" by Plain White Ts on her phone a few days ago and became reobsessed with it. I heard it the first time when the guy that sings the song went on that dating show from a couple years ago. It wasn't The Bachelor, but some other one. It three guys at the same time... Can't remember the name right now.

Anyway, so. Whenever I hear the first verse, I always imagine the singer sitting up in a tree. I'm not very good at trees, but I did my best. I know the branch he's on is a lot bigger than the other branches, but I didn't bother to change it since it would be a better branch to sit on than the others anyway, being so big and horizontal... and a bit droopy. *tilts head to the side*

It's so weird! Why is it that I never wanted to write songs before, and just since last month I have? I came up with another one, totally different from "Suitcase". This one is more embarrassing, though, because I'm just kinda bashing comically on stuff. If I was ever in a band that actually decided to do it... We'd probs be killed.

Still gonna post the lyrics, even though they seem more stupid written down. It's more likable if you hear the melody, I think. Not like anyone will ever hear it. *sob*

Since I don't feel like putting them separately, and they need a bit of explanation, here ya go! The title is "Modern Idiocy".


May I interrupt your party?
Sorry not sorry, I need to do something
Immature? At least I'll admit I am
While you fart around in your big boss pants
Why should I feel pride for my country
If it's no better than the ones that surround?
Say the anthem, it's about being free
And the song, ah, the bombs, they make a beautiful sound!
Presidents saying they wanna stop war
By fighting it back with even more?

Ugh.

We live in a modern Reign of Terror (woohoo-oo woohoo-oo)
Everyone's an idiot who thinks they're better, and clever
It's just a part of our society (look up the def of insanity)
We're born, exposed, live, breathe, bred to be overreacting, no kidding
What about the American dream? (woohoo-oo woohoo-oo)
I suggest you don't take the chance because it's not as good as it seems

Nice to meet you sir
What's your name? I'm sane!
Your job is uselessness with an antonym name
The same for most that make way too much money
Because of a degree in the art of lying
Why do you think the big M is the greatest ever?
Why do people have to change things so that it's quote unquote better?
Don't fix what isn't broken

I am not your enemy
Yet you will give me diabetes

(Chorus)

Iiiiiin-terrrrr-neeeeeeet
Iiiiiig-norrrrr-aaaaaaance

I'm not saying that I'm perfect
I'm not saying that I'm worth it
I'm not saying that I'm the smartest
I'm just saying you're all victims of the virus idiocy

(Chorus)

Okay, so I actually wrote the chorus first, so it was originally titled "Reign of Terror". I thought it was okay since there's a song called "Pompeii". Then I realized that French could be really offended, so there's one reason I'd be killed. The least I could do is not make it the title.

I mean, I was learning about the French Revolution and all that jazz in World History a month ago, and all I thought about during the part about the Reign of Terror was that they were all paranoid idiots.

Don't worry, I'm that harsh with all humans. Myself included.

But yeah. So I suddenly thought about that and BOOM! A chorus! A week or two later, BOOM! I was inspired for the rest of the song! I mainly thought about songs like "American Idiot" by Green Day and "Ignorance" by Paramore, the latter more for how the music itself would sound. That "don't fix what isn't broken" part- that's something my dad likes to say. It usually annoys me, but I couldn't help but want to put it there. The stuff right before it- I was thinking about McDonald's and Taco Bell and those stupid attempts to combine foods like hamburger pizza and the chemicals they put in packaged stuff and the Americanizing of Mexican and Chinese food so it's not even authentic anymore and is just greasy and sugary and- ...yeah, I am just a little annoyed by all that.

I know some of those statements are probably false and ignorant (another reason to be killed), but it's just what I've seen and how I see some of the world. I'm just a kid who's seen a lot of movies and only hears people overreacting about news and stuff. And Americans can be sooo annoying on the Internet. Thus, a song where I can vent.

Is it really bad that, when it was stuck in my head all day sometime last week, I seroiusly got a bit sick of my own song?

Remember Family History from a few months ago? I finally figured out how to keep going on the story! I had gotten stuck at chapter 9, and now I'm working on chapter 14! Of course, I have learned too much of the ways of author12306, who tends to use violence on her poor characters to keep the plot moving. *sweat drop* I ended up doing something to a character and am sure not proud of it. ...At least she wasn't one of the MAIN main characters, right? *nervous chuckle while tear falls*

SHOUTPUT TO ALLAKAI! If you decide to read my blog diary thing, you are officially a stalker! *noisemaker* Congratulations, creep!

I'm kidding. I mean, I gave you permission to read this. *shrug* I usually post every Sunday.

I wuv woo, Alla! *hug*

Enjoy this hilarious picture of when the TV was paused at the best place ever.


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