One of My Two Loves

Awwww look! Hot Asian Guy From Glee is wearing a metallic suit, pink shirt, and blue tie without looking geeky. He's kind of my hero. I can't find a picture of Darren Criss at the SAG Awards, though. It's quite sad, but I'm sure he looked fabulous and quirky and adorable enough to make the fangirl inside me weep.

Seeing

“The green ray is a seldom-seen streak of light that rises from the sun like a spurting fountain at the moment of sunset; it throbs into the sky for two seconds and disappears” -Annie Dillard, Seeing

Most of the time life feels like this great big muddle of useless crap that I'm not really sure about at all. Most of the time it seems so hopeless, like time goes by so slowly as the day goes by but so quickly as time goes on. Every single day I want to start somewhere new and look for what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. I feel like what I'm doing right now isn't living, it's just filling up a life with unexpressed time. 

One day, though, I'm going to find that green light on the horizon. I learned from a lot of people that you can't find that spark of life if you're looking for it; you have to live in order to happen upon it. I wish I were in a position in which I can see that green light, like a spurting fountain, but right now all I see is darkness.

Claustrophobia

I like snow days. I just hate snow. I am stuck in my house with three different types of Chips Ahoy cookies and no treadmill. I'm not supposed to leave the house, so I stay in my room and reread every single childhood novel I possibly can and ignore the SAT book lying on the floor. I can almost feel my butt inflating.

Nick Stuban

Most tragedies result in unification and a changed viewpoint in most people's lives. After 9/11, an awakened America reflected on its materialistic culture and embraced the roots of the country through patriotism and moral values. On Friday morning, my high school was a sobered place, not quite as abrasive as a normal high school setting should be.

I was also ashamed to see different reactions to tragedy. Just because of one student's death, many people were crying over someone they didn't even know. It is disrespectful to jump on the bandwagon of grief, just for attention. If you didn't know Nick Stuban, it's okay to be sad and sobered, but it's not okay to be talking about how much you miss him when you never talked to him. 

In today's public media, Facebook is how we express things to the world. I saw many statuses talking about how much they would miss Nick, but I also saw statuses saying they would miss Nick even if they didn't know him personally. It is a noble thing to be sad after a tragedy, but it's a disrespectful thing to be sad about something just because everyone else is. It is not enough to wear black on the wake of his death to express your compassion; truly expressing sorrow for someone concerns specific actions.

Especially today, a lot of people have lost faith in the power of prayer. Whether or not you believe in God, don't mock those who do and are praying for Nick's family. Praying doesn't change anything, but doing so makes some people feel that they are channeling their grief into a higher power, and also letting Nick's family know that they care. 

Personally, Nick's death made me think about my problems in a different light. Teenagers are born to be dramatic. We have all gone through some sort of dark moment in our lives that we think will never end, and the only solution is to end it ourselves. Think about all the people you might hurt. Just take a deep breath, and remember that life goes on. 

Those Quirky Boys Get Me Every Time

My obsession with Darren Criss continues. I'm pretty sure I would rather meet Darren Criss than Daniel Radcliffe, because Darren Criss isn't just Harry Potter. I feel like we have some sort of soulful connection, but in a noncreepy way. I'm a little sad that he has become so successful because now I'm sharing him with so many other people, though I loved him first. May I reiterate that he's from A VERY POTTER MUSICAL and NOT GLEE??

Awwwww. Darren Criss wears pink sunglasses and Harry Shum Jr. wears a plaid shirt. It's just too much quirky for me...I'm all smiley and giddy now.

The Skins Bandwagon

I wanted to punch everybody who had a status related to Skins yesterday night. "Omg Jershey Shore and then Skins! So excited!" The US version of Skins is exactly like the UK version, right down to the script, which they modified to be more Americanized and that was about it.

I started watching Skins after I saw Slumdog Millionaire and fell in love with Dev Patel. I found out he was part of the show and I watched the first episode out of curiosity. I then became borderline obsessed because not only is Skins a highly addictive show, but it's brilliantly written. Although they are partying and doing drugs left and right, the characters of Skins are amazingly complex and developed throughout the show so they represent bigger ideas related to the youth generation. For example, Tony represents control, manipulation, and egocentrism. But after his accident at the end of the first season, he has to reinvent himself, finding out that his leadership of the group is just as effective without his manipulative ways. Cassie represents vulnerability and love, and serves as a contrast to her male counterpart, Sid, who represents innocence, kindness, and the underdog in all teenagers.

Although the makers of the UK Skins themselves came to the US to remake Skins, I know it's not going to be nearly as good because they aren't even doing a show based on it. It's just the same show with different actors, following the same plotline. Trying to recreate something amazing is never going to be up to par.

I just know that everyone is going to be newly addicted to Skins and Skins fever will take over the entire freaking country; everyone oblivious to the brilliance of the UK version. So just watch the UK Skins because it quite possibly the best drama TV show ever.

From left to right: Sid, Chris, Cassie, Jal, Anwar (Dev Patel!), Maxxie, Tony, Michelle

Those Procrastinating Hypocrites

There should be a rule that the county has to decide on closings and delays by a certain time the night before. Those procrastinating dumbshits waited until 4:30 AM last time to post on the website that there would be a delay, and the night before, 99.9% of us were not typing on Word documents for school, but switching between Facebook and the FCPS homepage. It was an endless cycle of F5 and commenting on some status along the lines of "WTF FCPS" or making your own status along the lines of "WTF FCPS". So basically, the entire county is one procrastinating hot mess, and it's a vicious cycle that can't be stopped unless someone decides something at a proper time, say 9 PM.

Furthermore, all those people hoping for a snow day and another huge snowstorm are kidding themselves. Last year's storm was just a freak of nature, and it's not going to happen again this year, I'm pretty sure. If it did I might cry because I would once again be wearing my Snuggie 24/7 and shoveling my way down the street. Winter 2010 was a dark time for me. Anways...

F5
F5
F5
F5
F5

You have got to be freaking kidding me.

Darren Criss enjoys fingerless gloves

Darren Criss has an amazing sense of style. Pretty? More like supermegafoxyhot.

Stream of Consiousness

It's Sunday night and I'm having one of those ADD moments when my mind jumps from wow this dining room table looks like shit all my schoolwork crap is on here and there is a random pen with VIAGRA on it WHOOPS how is a pen going to help erectile dysfunction anyways? Why in the world would I purchase a 3-inch binder...there is half a ruler I wonder where the other half went OMG someone just chatted me on Facebook how exciting oh wait it's someone only semi-exciting how anticlimatic. Doesn't it suck when you're trying to procrastinate and the parental units are staring over your shoulder blogging looks legit though it looks like you're typing up some important paper when you're really just typing things like BETCH, FREAK, HARRY POTTER. I wonder what my life would be like without Google I would probably die and then want to Google why Google doesn't exist hahahahahahahaaaaa I just thought of something funny. Grounded for Life. That show is the greatest. I wonder what happens when the VIAGRA pen runs out of ink? I feel like you could do a "That's what she said" thing to that but my prudish little mind hasn't quite come up with a connection yet...

What the devil's going on here?

Kudos to Lucy Taylor and her amazing shirt and kudos to Starkid Productions for the quite spectacular A Very Potter Musical. And kudos to me for coming up with a rather clever little list:

Instances in which "What the devil's going on here?" would be appropriate

Crewcest is occuring.

WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE?

Receiving a gradesheet. It's either complete shit or a complete miracle.

WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE?

During the multiple choice portion of the AP Lang exam. I swear, the stuff they're testing you on isn't English.

WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE?

Substitute for WTF.

WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE?

The boyfriend/girlfriend is caught cheating.

WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE?

A bad outfit, especially on a flamboyant gay guy.

WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE?

Celebratory, for example if one were to be accepted to Yale.

WHAT THE DEVIL'S GOING ON HERE?

The original created in AP Lang :)

Update On The Life

I spent the best four days ever at the Wizarding World of Harry Potter in Florida, and I came back with absolutely no inspiration to blog about it. It wasn't so much the butterbeer or the shops or Ollivander's; it was more the amazing atmosphere that was so electric I can't even describe it. As soon as I stepped into Hogsmeade, I felt as though I belonged. I guess that was the best part for me: the overwhelming feeling of happiness I got from just being in that little world.

All in all, winter break was pretty good. Though the last post of 2010 expressed some negative feelings toward this family vacation, let's disregard all that and concentrate on happy feelings. My whole family is psycho anyways, including me, so it's not like it's a huge surprise that we drove each other crazy.

I spent New Year's Eve at my cousin's house and played with my adorable nephew, Timothy! I LOVE HIM. He's so smart and knows so many words. LOOKIT.

Hearing about my life is pretty boring. I'm really just posting because I feel bad that I haven't posted at all in a really long time. It's pretty lame for the first post of 2011, but who cares? I hate New Year's. It's a dumb holiday. Why do people get drunk and make out to celebrate the passage of time? The whole resolutions thing is a total fail, and why do people feel the need to suddenly become awesome people in the dead of winter? If anything, the new year should start in September, when school starts. That is honestly when things seem the change and a new beginning commences. 

I was thinking about what will happen in 2011. 

• Finish the most stressful year ever.
• Take tons of stupid standardized tests so I can get into college. 
• Stress myself out trying to make money for a trip I want to go on.
• Stress myself out with college applications.
• Possible get into college early-decision.

Holy crap.