<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183</id><updated>2011-08-02T12:09:05.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovable Nerd Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-4385135691308995925</id><published>2009-12-31T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:35:10.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years</title><content type='html'>So it's new years eve; another year come and gone. 2009 has been a decent year... one of the better yet. But all i can hope is that next year, 2010 will be even better. Better relationships, senior prom, graduation, college and a fresh start. Truthfully, I can't wait. Just in six hours time from now, I will be entering one of the best years of my life so far. The possibilities never seemed so endless for the new year. Always I felt tied down to some thing that made it impossible to enjoy the new year, but this time 'round, I feel like I am finally walking through a huge open door. Maybe it's because in 2010, the boy I like is going to ask me out. (I'll go into that in a bit) But even beyond that, I just feel like this year is going to be an excellent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe a year ago I got addicted to youtube. On January 1st, 2009, my younger sister introduced me to the world of vlogging. The channel that got me into the culture? Charlieissocoollike. If you guys don't know who he is, I'd really suggest checking him out. He's hallarious and really creative, and let's be honest, cute. =) Soon after I started watching Charlie, I had the passion to learn how to solve a rubix cube, so I came across the channel pogobat, and fell in love. I'm pretty sure that I might sort of have a fangirl crush on Dan Brown. (Dan, if I'm ever so lucky to have you read this, I swear I'm not one of those crazy stalker fangirls) And for a while pogobat was my favorite channel. Sure I loved other channels as well, such as nerimon and shane dawson, but it wasn't until a few months ago that I started watching what has come to pass up my love of Dan Brown. (Don't worry, Dan. I still love you =P) And that channel is VlogBrothers. No joke, they have changed my life. And I am ever so grateful to them for that. Not to mention that I realized the kind of guy I would love to marry would be the same goofiness as Hank. I'm not saying that I wouldn't be happy with someone not like that, but I could easily see myself with that type of guy. I know it's kind of gross, being that I'm 17, basing the guy I want to marry off a grown adult. I guess the only thing I can say to make it not creepy is that I don't actually want to marry Hank...(yes I know he's married anyway...but still.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Christmas. How was everyone's Christmas? I enjoyed mine. I received an itouch, a borders gift card (which as already been spent), and a few other knicknacks. My family continued with its usual tradition of spending Christmas Day watching movies we got from Santa. This year, we got Harry Potter 6, that new Tinkerbell movie, Star Trek, Up!, and one other movie that I cant remember. It's always a fun day. But laying around all day makes me tired, and so I ended up going to sleep around 9, dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;The day before, I went to my best friend, Kate's house and exchanged presents. She gave me a skirt and blouse for my renaissance costume, while I gave her a Bullet For My Valentine poster. But what was funny when I was there was we were decorating her second tree (the rich freaks have two trees...weird) and it was all disney characters as ornaments. And apparently its not a good idea to put all the ornaments on one side of the tree because it might fall over... on top of an unexpecting decorator...aka...me. Yes. That was the second time a Christmas Tree has fallen on me. The first time was in the middle of the night and I thought I had gone blind and was disoriented and thought I was on the other side of it and knocked it over. Turns out I HAD gone blind for that short time. My mom had shined a flashlight in my eyes and I couldn't see it. Crazy. One of the most scariest times in my life. I would rather be deaf than blind, so being blind freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about this boy I mentioned earlier.... yeahh... I met him last spring at a spring break party thing at my friend from youth group's house (so before you start freaking out, it was a dry party. I'm sure not everyone got the whole 'youth group' friend part-no alcohol) His name is Bryan. And if you don't like gushy feeling stuff, I totally understand if you skip over this part of the blog. So I met Bryan at this party, but we never really talked. I friended him on facebook, but we never talked. Then during the summer, I commented on a particularly gorey picture of his and we started talking, but nothing too serious. Sure I started to get a crush, but I realized it wasn't going anywhere, so I ignored it. And life went on. Every once in a while we'd talk and flirt, but really it didn't mean anything and we both knew it. But then just over a month ago, he texts me telling me that he likes me and he really wants to kiss me and stuff. I was totally taken aback. He had told me on more than one occasion that he didn't like me like that, just as a friend. And there he goes and admits that to me. But truthfully, I had been ignoring the fact that I liked him, so as not to get hurt. But once that door opened, I felt like those feelings were bubbling up to the surface. And so we really started talking. And then I surprised him at his choir thing, and then invited him to my band concert and to the diner afterwards, and then we went to see Avatar kind of as a group date, minus the date on the group part. And then just last night we went on our first actual date one on one. We went ice skating. But I'm getting ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, this is my first relationship. It's not something I really like to go around bragging about, but its true. And somehow he managed to worm it out of me. So he was determined to make my first kiss perfect. But then we go to the movies and end up kissing there. It wasn't 'perfect' but I still thought it was amazing. I enjoyed it. But then he goes and tells me... he says 'Don't worry. I'll ask you out soon enough.' And at first I was very happy about that fact. And yeah, I still am, but soon after he said that, I wondered why would he tell me? I mean, if he's going to tell me, why not now? And then we were texting later that day, and he told me he was going to ask me out in 2010, and that it was going to be a surprise. -.-' What is the point in telling me that it's going to be a surprise that he's going to ask me out? I mean really, it kind of contradicts itself. Whatever he must have his reasons. I'll just play it out as it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone have a good new year! I'm going to a party now to bring in the new year. Should be fun. Hope you're all enjoying your holiday season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-4385135691308995925?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/4385135691308995925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/4385135691308995925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/4385135691308995925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Years'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-9200983785560731124</id><published>2009-11-24T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:03:24.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clay Aiken</title><content type='html'>So.... I was just wandering on youtube like...you know... a creeper. But after I exhausted all my normal channels, I got distracted by old Scrubs clips. And one in particular is my favorite. It's the sitcom one with the talent show...the one that Clay Aiken guest stars in. Now, I didn't know who Clay Aiken was. I never watch American Idol or anything, so I had just heard his name around; never with a face. And when he sings Isn't She Lovely, I am just blown away. Every time I hear it, I feel so amazed. And then after a certain number of connections I made in my mind, I realized that 'Kenny' from the episode was actually Clay Aiken. I then proceeded to search Clay Aiken on the site for different songs. I've listened to Bridge Over Troubled Waters about 20 times, and Build Me Up Buttercup, and To Love Somebody, and Unchained Melody....ect...ect. I dont know how I didn't know who he was before. He is one of the most talented singers I know of... I absolutely love his voice and I can say that very soon, my zune (yeah I know...its no ipod) will be full of his singing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-9200983785560731124?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/9200983785560731124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/clay-aiken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/9200983785560731124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/9200983785560731124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/clay-aiken.html' title='Clay Aiken'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-1508852795220805249</id><published>2009-11-21T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:13:28.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>So I saw New Moon last night and I thought it was amazing. Even if you didn't read the books, I felt like the movie was amazing. It was so much better than the first movie. The first one, I had to watch 3 times before I could admit I even liked it. This one, I absolutely loved. Hands down. While still some of the acting is a bit...eh.... I felt it stuck enough to the story, and what did come directly out of the book was perfect. No cheesy 'Hold on spidermonkey' line or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, probably the whole Taylor Lautner being in the movie and being half-naked most of the time did add to my liking. I must admit that there were times in the movie that I wasn't paying attention to the dialogue and was just watching him. I missed the part where he promises Bella not to hurt her.  Also, the part where he rips off his shirt when Bella's head is bleeding was so sudden and unexpected that I was first stunned, and then proceeded to giggle uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and my best friend realized something at the same time. This really is a spoiler to anyone who hasn't read Breaking Dawn yet though, so you might want to stop reading now.&lt;br /&gt;When Alice shows Aro Bella's future, and it is a vision of Bella running through the woods with Edward, it's the part right after she transforms and they go hunting. I'm 100% positive about that. No one else in the theater seemed to get that though. But I got goosebumps down my arm because that was sooooo unexpected and absolutly perfect. The reason I'm so sure that that's what it is showing is because Bella is in a blue dress. Exactly how I pictured her blue dress in Breaking Dawn. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-1508852795220805249?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1508852795220805249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1508852795220805249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1508852795220805249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-1849354560243096956</id><published>2009-11-21T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:03:54.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gah</title><content type='html'>Three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word: NOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-1849354560243096956?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1849354560243096956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/gah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1849354560243096956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1849354560243096956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/gah.html' title='gah'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-1039347597587858495</id><published>2009-11-16T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:35:26.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACCEPTED! ...and laser tagging</title><content type='html'>So I applied to the University of New Haven this weekend,(actually, yesterday) and just got an e-mail saying that I have been ACCEPTED! Oh my God. That feels so good. I was so nervous that I wasn't going to get in. I'm actually shocked that I heard back so soon. My friend applied to the same school a few weeks ago and heard back in just under two weeks while I heard just over 24 hours after I applied. Whatever, I'm not complaining. I'm so excited, I can't even seem to find words to describe. OK...so here's the best thing that I can do to describe how happy I am about this:&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure it's my top school, and I'm just so relieved. I was starting to get really attached to the school and its programs. You know what probably happened? They didn't look at my application. They saw my name, and looked up their student store records and saw that I have bought a shitload of stuff from them. haha nahh. But honestly, I HAVE bought a lot of stuff from their store. I have a sweatshirt and sweatpants from them. Plus I've visited their school twice, so I have two tshirts from them. I also have a small gym bag that I won at a visit for knowing who the Pope was. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and here's another story that I didn't feel like making a new post for. So you can think of this as a double feature kind of thing.....)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and so yesterday I went laser tagging with my youth group and it was the first time I've gone in about.... 5 or 6 years. So I basically had no idea what I was doing. BUT! I did pretty good! We had 3 games and I came in 7th during the first round, 14th the second and 9th the third. The second game sucked because I was on a crappy team. All the good warrior players were on the other team and I'm pretty sure there was something wrong with my laser pack. (It never seemed to fire straight) Whatever, I still had a hell of a time.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, during the first game, I was still getting the lay of the field, and since it was dark, I couldn't really see where I was going. But I was walking - running, really - and I was going through the maze-like area and there were a bunch of walls facing random ways. So it's kind of not surprising that in the darkness I ran into a wall with my shoulder. My left shoulder banged into an unseen outcropping, and the force of it spun me around and I tripped to my right, banging my right elbow on the next wall over. Needless to say, I have a nasty bruise on my left arm.&lt;br /&gt;And, in the same round, the belt-thing that connected the back pack to the front pack was twisted, so it gave me rug burn on my right elbow. Isn't that lovely? Two injuries in one game. But I was proud of myself. There were about 20 people in the game and I did better than most of them in those two games.... (The one when I came in 14th place doesn't count, by the way =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so there's my update for now. Band season ends this Saturday, and it makes me sad. But! I did join indoor percussion, so that's something new and fun. I'm on cymbals and apparently we get to dance and sing....oh joy.......-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be seeing you all around. DFTBA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-1039347597587858495?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1039347597587858495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/accepted-and-laser-tagging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1039347597587858495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1039347597587858495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/accepted-and-laser-tagging.html' title='ACCEPTED! ...and laser tagging'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-1509891826615754026</id><published>2009-11-03T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:26:41.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1:30am</title><content type='html'>So it's like 1:30 am on Wednesday morning. And I thought I'd just do a quickie post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished an AP Bio lab that's due today. Yeah...I've been working on it since 6:00pm. Granted, I did get distracted and I did fall asleep for an hour, but still... that time is wayyyy too long for my liking. But I'm proud of myself. For once I didn't break down. I kept way calm and did the whole thing. The only time I was getting upset was when I was about to fall asleep.  I had felt like I was about to throw up and I couldn't keep my eyes open. So I set my alarm for an hour later and next thing I know I've slept through the alarm and its an hour and a half later. At least it was only a half hour extra. So I woke up at 10:30ish. And I've felt perfectly fine since then. Sure my eyelids are heavy, but they're not drooping which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought I'd just pop in and say hello.... even though no one follows me.... awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-1509891826615754026?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1509891826615754026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/130am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1509891826615754026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1509891826615754026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/130am.html' title='1:30am'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-3406786310074545574</id><published>2009-11-02T13:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:01:48.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo and Catching Lame...I mean Fire</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. So some of you guys know that november is the month of NaNoWriMo. And for those of you who dont know, its basically taking the month of november and trying to write a 5000 word novel. And I'm going to do it. Well....try, at least. I only just found out about this today, but I started a story about 5 days ago and only really got a page done, so I figure that I can use that because it substitutes for yesterday's work.... The only difficulty is the fact that I have no time at all. With band, AP bio, and antioch, i only have maybe a grand total of 7 hours a week for my own time, and now i'm adding nanowrimo into it. Whatever. I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while on the topic of books... my update on my process of Catching Fire. (NOTE: spoilers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said before, I absolutely loved Hunger Games. LOVED it. I thought it was very fast pace and had the right mix of romance and action. And the ending broke my heart. And so I get Catching Fire and I'm so excited. I want to know what's going to happen. Poor Peeta and what's this about supposed rebellion? So reading Catching Fire, I'm going and going and thinking, 'well, you know..be beginning of books are always a bit slow.' And to tell you the truth, Katniss, who I could really identify with is really starting to piss me off. Our characteristics are still similar, but she needed to pick a freaking boy and be done with it. This whole going back and forth thing was starting to bother me. And then she decides to run away when she meets people heading to district 13. And I'm like, 'YES! Finally a plot line!' but no. No. I was wrong. I'm sure it has to do with the plot later, but I'm not at that point yet. Right after she finds that out, she's confined into the district and Gale (which by the way, I cant get over the name, being as its a freaking girl's name) is injured. And now she has to marry Peeta whether she likes it or not, and there's no escape. And then they take pictures. Blah blah blah. The first half of the book was so boring that if I hadn't noticed it was the whole first half, I probably would have put it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I could see it coming. I just knew. I didn't want it to, but it happened. Katniss and Peeta are headed back into the arena. How predictable? I'm mixed about this. I don't want this to happen because I really can put myself into the minds and feelings of the characters, and I feel along with them and I just know Peeta isn't going to make it out alive, and also because it doesn't seem to have that strong and origional a story line. On the other hand, I'm glad they're going in the games because its actually just a little bit of excitement. The way its going through with it though, is just so boring. Yeah, I don't want to go through with everything that happened last time again, because the redundancy would be worse, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess what I'm saying is that I'm bored. I'm unimpressed so far. I know it gets good at the end, and I hope its so freaking amazing that it makes up for the first half of the book, because I'm honestly starting to not want to read it so often. I'm going to go through with it, but I'm really just disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-3406786310074545574?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3406786310074545574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/nanowrimo-and-catching-lamei-mean-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3406786310074545574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3406786310074545574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/11/nanowrimo-and-catching-lamei-mean-fire.html' title='NaNoWriMo and Catching Lame...I mean Fire'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-3794384269503822452</id><published>2009-10-25T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:45:36.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smelly hands and books?</title><content type='html'>My hands smell like socks and chlorine. I just did laundry and so the socks smell the worst which is why my hands smell like it. And the chlorine is from the non-bleach stain remover I put on my sweatshirt. Just thought I'd let you know that because I was kinda grossed out when I went to scratch my nose and got a whiff. Lovely, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is my day off which is why I'm doing laundry. I really should be doing a number of things right now with my free time, but decided to blog instead. These include cleaning my room, putting the number of books laying around my room on my bookshelf (this is not included in cleaning my room because it's such an extensive chore and deserves its own mentioning), reading Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins, and reading AP Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm pretty sure I have more books in my room than my stupid town library has in their whole young adult section. Or at least I have just as many. Maybe one day I'll count them... It pains me I can't take them all with me when I go off to college. =( They're my babies! From Stephenie Meyer's books to Chris Paolini's to Brandon Mull's to Jeanne DuPrau's to Scott Westerfeld's to Michael Ende's to C.S. Lewis's to Lois Lowry's to..... to..... to..... *breathe* Yeah...the list goes on and on for ever. I actually call my bookshelf my library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the newest addition to my shelf is Catching Fire. Well, it's not on the shelf yet, as I just got it today and am currently reading it. I actually kind of sort of went through a form of withdrawal because for a long time I did not have the second book after finishing Hunger Games. It was such a painfully long time......my fingers itched for the continuation of the series. (SPOILER ALERT! DO NOT READ ON IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE BOOK YET!! I'LL GIVE YOU A FEW SENTENCES TO NOT PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT COMES NEXT. BLAH BLAH BLAH...WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE SERIES? I'M TELLING YOU TO STOP RIGHT NOW. I MEAN IT! GAH. YOUR FAULT NOW. DON'T BLAME ME FOR RUINING THINGS FOR YOU IF YOU READ PAST THIS. AND FOR ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE READ IT, AND YOU'RE JUST READING THIS BECAUSE IT'S IN ALL CAPS AND TAKING UP A LOT OF ROOM, THEN I GIVE YOU A HIGH FIVE FOR READING THIS ANNOYING MESSAGE. OK ENOUGH OF THIS. WE WILL NOW CONTINUE WITH THE FEATURED PRESENTATION) When the two of them were in the cave, I believed that she does like Peeta. And I'm still sure she does, but she just doesn't realize it yet. And then when Peeta found out that Katniss was just doing it as a strategy, I could feel my heart breaking as well as Peeta's. I'm not saying I'm gay for Katniss. But I put myself right into the scenario and felt all the emotions Peeta must have been feeling. And I could practically feel the emotions jumping out of the page. I loved that book so much. In that ridiculously long period of time between I got the second book, I found myself replaying scenes in my head exactly how they were carried out in the book (in my imagination, that is). It was so vivid to me. And that break between the first book and second nearly made me go crazy. I didn't know what to do. How long was that break, you ask? Just over 24 hours. Jeez, that was a long time. I finished it Saturday morning around 10:00, and then went to band until the evening. And when I came home, I didn't know what to do. I had nothing to read. I saw tons of books laying around that I haven't read yet, but none of them were Hunger Games or Catching Fire. It made me itch on the inside. This morning I woke up and had 2 hours before church and I didn't know what to do. So I read the beginning of Breaking Dawn because I knew I wouldn't get too into it right away. And then I went to church and then went out to Borders and bought Catching Fire. I'm already twenty pages in, and literally had to force myself to close my book and do laundry before the day got too late and I had to leave for Antioch. I really cant wait for tonight so I can read more until late in the morning. I don't have band tomorrow after school, so I'll be sure to spend it reading Catching Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared though. I heard that the ending of this one is more emotionally tearing than the first one, and I have to wait for forever to get the next book because this one just came out. It's like the freaking Harry Potter series wait all over again. Now that just sucked. I felt like that was my childhood...waiting for the next Harry Potter book to come out. I remember going to the library and taking to the same librarian every year about when the release date was. God, what was his name? ....Bruce or Bryce or something like that. I would get the newest one, read it, finish it, and then ask him when the next one is expected. And it was always like 2 years away, which was torture to me. And here's Hunger Games. And I actually read it during school. I usually actually pay attention, so I haven't read in class since like 8th grade, but I simply could not put it down. I decided to be anti social for a day and read during the 2 hour break on Friday between band practice and the football game. I am full out addicted to these books. I love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-3794384269503822452?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3794384269503822452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/10/smelly-hands-and-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3794384269503822452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3794384269503822452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/10/smelly-hands-and-books.html' title='smelly hands and books?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-3872244111234206488</id><published>2009-10-25T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:14:01.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow...i'm sorry</title><content type='html'>So the reason there's a huge gap between the last post and this one is very simply this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only were my excuses in my last post main contributors to why I forgot, but I also never xed out of any internet windows from then til now, and this is my homepage to help me remember to do it. I really love doing it, but blogging isn't on my top priorities yet. Maybe if I get some followers I'll be better at it......*hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my apology post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band season is coming to a end in 3 weeks and then I'll be done for ever. How sad. Senior year really has been getting to me. I'm one of those people who get attached to something that has been around for forever. When my parents wanted to move about half a year ago, I actually broke down and cried right there at the thought of leaving my house and my school and friends and all the memories I made. At how hard it would be to go to a new school during my senior year. Especially because they wanted to leave Jersey and move to Vermont or New Hampshire. I don't think there's anything wrong with those states, but its so foreign to me that the idea of leaving my childhood behind scares me. To an extreme, I want my parents to live here forever so I can come back and show my kids eventually the house I grew up in and the room I spent so much time in. The idea always bothers me that it's not going to always be here. That's why going off to college next year freaks me out. Not because it's the start of something new, but that I have to leave my sense of security behind. I feel like it hurts me more to say goodbye to something that kept me safe and I had great memories with than it does for anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this applies to people or relationships though. Sure it hurts to say goodbye to someone, but I've never had a problem with telling people I was friends with or guys I had chemistry with to piss off, even if I really enjoyed their company while it was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I'm getting off track...by a lot. The main thing I'm trying to say is that I'm going to miss band, but I'm glad it's over. There are some people in the group that I wish I never met, but others I will remember for the rest of my life. This year has been different because I'm up there on the top of the food chain, and practically everyone talks to me, which makes me feel like I really belong to a family...(except for about 10 people who ruin it. But there's a grand total of like 145 people in my high school marching band, so that's not too much of a problem) And once band season is over, I'll have quite a bit more of free time, which is when I'll blog more. Who knows. Maybe for christmas I'll get a camera and can turn these blogs into vlogs! Oh that would be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's it in this post. I'm going to post another entry right after this because it's of a completely different nature and I felt it didn't belong in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... um....yeah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-3872244111234206488?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3872244111234206488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/10/wowim-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3872244111234206488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3872244111234206488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/10/wowim-sorry.html' title='wow...i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-3585946233234012227</id><published>2009-09-22T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:44:38.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excuse</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I just realized I haven't made an entry in a while. So this is about why I haven't been able to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my excuses:&lt;br /&gt;Marching Band&lt;br /&gt;AP Bio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. That's it. But to my defense, they do take up almost all of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP Bio's the worst though, because I don't understand what's going on. Like right now...I'm procrastinating a lab that's due tomorrow to write this. (and it's 7:40pm) when I usually get tired around 9:30. And the labs are pretty big. Right now we're learning about plants, and I have no knowledge to base it off of, because we never covered plants in regular bio my sophomore year. So I'm floundering, trying to stay afloat...but it's not really working. I can't tell the difference between the archegonia and antheridia of the gametophytes.... And the alternation of generations just confuses me. And I probably just lost about 5 readers just from that. Don't worry. I don't blame anyone. I probably would have stopped reading too if someone posted that. SORRY!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so I just came on to tell you about how I'm struggling with my homework. And it's only still September. *sigh* this is going to be a looooong year. D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-3585946233234012227?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/3585946233234012227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/excuse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3585946233234012227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/3585946233234012227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/excuse.html' title='excuse'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-7089090691847490955</id><published>2009-09-15T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:31:34.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adventures</title><content type='html'>Today was an adventure. My dad stayed home from work sick, so I got to take his car to school! =D Sorry Dad for your ill-being, but I am glad to take advantage of it and make a positive outcome out of your suffering...=) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today in school, I had to talk to two of the four vice principals and the head principal about what happened on the bus yesterday. It was a...um....adventure................-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I felt like a responsible drum major and senior who can drive because I drove someone home who didn't have a ride. =D That was also an adventure because I got to go into a development I'm still learning my way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and decided I wanted to film a vlog or something, but I realize that I don't own my own camera. But then I remembered that I have a webcam sitting on the top of my laptop, staring me in the face. So I was about to use that, when I realized that I hadn't installed Adobe Premiere Elements onto this computer yet. =O And I would have gone on that adventure to my mom's computer desk to get it, but that would have involved moving....so I decided to skip that adventure. Maybe I'll make a vlog some other time.......Hopefully I'll borrow a camera soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other adventure for today was during marching band. In the first song of our show, I'm backfield to conduct the people who are facing away from the audience. So far, I haven't stood on anything. So today the equipment crew brought me a ladder to stand on. And by ladder, I mean a ladder. And I stand all the way on the top and wave my arms around. I am absolutely sure I'm going to fall off at some point. Some windy competition a nice big gust is going to come and swoop me off that thing. I stand on it and press my legs against the step that you're not supposed to step on so as to get some grip. My feet are facing weird ways so as to not slip off....*shakes head* It's going to be bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-7089090691847490955?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/7089090691847490955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/adventures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/7089090691847490955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/7089090691847490955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/adventures.html' title='adventures'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-5072794272287049539</id><published>2009-09-14T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:57:48.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>band, academics, and stupid people, oh my!</title><content type='html'>Today was...interesting. We started playing concert music in band, so I finally got to play my flute! Down side was that it was the first time I had picked up my flute in AGES. And the song we played was not easy....in the least bit. We kinda died a bit after playing that song. But the piece sounds good and we supposedly have 6 months to learn it. The thing is, I feel like I and the rest of the band will be able to pull it off. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In math class, we took a test on stuff we learned in previous years, and there was a whole section on stuff I hadn't learned. So I taught myself how to do it while actually doing the test. I probably got it all wrong, but it would have been worse to not try. Who knows...maybe I actually am brilliant and can figure out stuff automatically. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As probably none of you know, I have two sciences this year. I'm taking physics and AP Biology. During physics, we did this lab where you roll a ball down the slope and clock the time. And someone at the adjacent table to mine dropped the marble down the sink. The convo went a little like this:&lt;br /&gt;*Rebecca puts the marble on wrong and it falls off the slope, into the sink and down the drain*&lt;br /&gt;-everyone laughs-&lt;br /&gt;me: Um..Mr. Rose?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Rose looks up and comes over: What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Adam (a kid in the other group): A marble fell down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;-the whole group is giggling-&lt;br /&gt;Mr Rose cracks a smile: who did it?&lt;br /&gt;everyone points at Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;Mr Rose: I love how everyone points to you. Not even to your group. Just you. Now you owe me a marble. Not a pack. Just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo...I'm pretty sure that wasn't nearly as funny as it actually was, but I decided to keep that there just because it took too damn long to type. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In AP Bio, 8th period, we got back our super hard test from the other day that I thought I failed. And to no one's surprise, I got a 56 on it. Well, at least I got better than a 50. But we also took a safety quiz and I got a 100 on that, so that's half of a test grade. And I got my grade for my summer lab back and I got a 98. So my grade should at least be a C....I'm not exactly sure how the half test grade fits in. So I'm not failing the class like I thought I was. Awesome. One failing test isn't that bad....as long as it's ONLY one failing test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I got on the bus and these stupid, stupid freshmen boys think they're really cool and start badmouthing my little sister. So I stood up and started bitching them out. Now, if any of you know me, I'm not a hardass. I'm not the one to stand up and yell at someone. I was, once upon a time, but I learned better of that, and for the past how long, I haven't really been known to be outspoken. But I let these kids have it. And luckily, this time, I have absolutely no regrets with anything I said. I stayed inside the limits of what is reasonable to say to someone who was picking on my little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I immediately went online and started talking to my friend, Ludo. I made fun of him the first time I talked to him because he lives in England and his name is Ludo and I just thought of Ludo Bagman from Harry Potter. =D =D Nahh but his real name is Alexander or something. I dont know. But he's really cool and funny and I love talking to that guy. Seriously. I've only known him for a few weeks yet, and already I feel like he's a best friend. Crazy how that works, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now dinner's ready and although I'm not very hungry, I know I will be hungry in a hour. And by that time, the food will be nasty and cold. So here I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DFTBA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-5072794272287049539?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/5072794272287049539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/band-academics-and-stupid-people-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/5072794272287049539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/5072794272287049539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/band-academics-and-stupid-people-oh-my.html' title='band, academics, and stupid people, oh my!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129174130619555183.post-1120155903498377897</id><published>2009-09-13T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:13:34.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#1, me, parades, Gilmore Girls, sleeping, Glee &lt;---very interesting title, I know... =P</title><content type='html'>This is my first blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second line in my first blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to put in the third line of my first blog and I'm starting to get bored of the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah....=P So my name is Katie for those of you who don't know me. At the time of writing this, I am 17 years old. I live in northern New Jersey and am a senior in high school. And because I love all you guys, and I trust you, I would like to actually talk to you guys. So hit me up! My number is 201-808-6011. Cant wait to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about me and my interests. I am currently embarking on the journey that is apply for colleges. Oh the joys of essays and transcripts. -_- For those of you who are interested in what I want to do with my life, I want to be a marine biologist. I don't know exactly what I want to do with that field of study, but anything sounds good. I am in my school's marching band and am one of the three drum majors. I love to laugh. Not the over-the-top obnoxious how-many-people-can-i-get-to-turn-their-heads laugh either; just the feeling of laughing makes me so....happy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about who I am. Hopefully you will figure out a bit more of my personality throughout my blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that little bit of info, I will start on what is my blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my town's 175 anniversary. We are...100 and 75 years old. Duh. And to celebrate the occasion, some SUPER SMART person decided to organize an event that involved a few marching bands, dance studios and a bunch of fake bears riding around on top of fire trucks to parade across the town. It was a bit too....Gilmore Girls to me. I felt like Luke in my coffee shop, not wanting to get involved. But unfortunately, as one of the drum majors in the marching band, I was obliged to go and take part of this oh-so-happy event. And I didn't even get any coffee =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But backing up a bit, last night I slept for a record 13 hours. It was at ridiculous times too. I fell asleep at 7:30 pm and woke up at 8:30 am. Crazy. But sleeping felt SOOOOO nice. I've been running on NOT enough sleep these past few weeks and havn't had the time to sleep in. So this one weekend night was amazing. It also shows what a life I have if I can manage to fall asleep at 7:30 on a saturday night. hmm..... I have friends I swear! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...going forward again, I watched the first episode of Glee today and O.M.G I loved it! I've had Don't Stop Believing stuck in my head all day. I think I might like that version better than the actual song. Kinda sad, but its true. It kinda helps a bit that the guy in the show is amazingly gorgeous. Sorry. I had to just put that out there. But I really liked the show. More review as the series progresses. It's a shame though because it's on at 9 on Wednesdays and I have band practice 6-9 on wednesdays. And we never end at 9. It's always 9:15 or something. Which means I don't get home til around 9:25. So I'm just going to either record it or watch the episodes on Hulu. I love that site by the way. I get to watch Lost there. (I keep trying to catch up to the current season, but I only ever manage to watch about 2 or 3 episodes at a time...I'm in season 2 right now.... and I've been trying for about 8 months now) The only thing I don't like about Hulu is that it doesn't have Dr. Who on there. My friend sent me a site for it, but I keep forgetting it. If it was on hulu, I wouldn't have to search every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now its after 10 on a Sunday night and I have school tomorrow. Possible blog on highlights and low points of my day? I don't know...we'll see how we feel when the time comes. Who knows...maybe tomorrow will be the most boring day of my life. O_O But anyway, I still have to read two chapters of The Stranger by someone-who-I'm-too-lazy-to-check-their-name. I just got past the part when the main guy shoots the Arab guy. I don't know...I'm hardly paying attention to this one. It's a school assigned book, so I don't really have a choice not to read it except to fail... and I kinda don't want to do that. So night all! And I'm wondering if anyone actually called that number I posted...because that's the Rejection Hotline...not my actual number........=P Oh well, I still love all you guys...maybe eventually I'll get a skype...live shows possibly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DFTBA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129174130619555183-1120155903498377897?l=lovablenerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1120155903498377897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-me-parades-gilmore-girls-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1120155903498377897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129174130619555183/posts/default/1120155903498377897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovablenerd.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-me-parades-gilmore-girls-sleeping.html' title='#1, me, parades, Gilmore Girls, sleeping, Glee &lt;---very interesting title, I know... =P'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14890513528303384577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
