January 2005

Itchiness

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So. I think I’m having food allergies. Or something. My entire body is covered in nasty, itchy bumps of some kind. It started while I was chatting with Adam online and my head started itching horribly. I scratched it a little and when the itching persisted and got worse, I said to Adam, “My head is really itching. I hope I don’t have lice.” I then remembered that itchiness isn’t a very good topic when it comes to Adam. I remember back in the summer when I was itching my eyes due to another kind of allergy and he basically said that if I didn’t stop itching, a vein in my eye would burst and my eye would explode. Except not the last part. Itching is to Adam as homosexual marriage is to [some] residents of Texas.

After a little while, other places on my body, including my chest and arms started itching, too. I checked my arms, and they had what looked like little bug bites on them. I went to the bathroom to look in the mirror and saw that my upper chest was also covered in these itty bitty bug bite-like thingies. I went back to my computer and told Adam that “ohmygosh, my whole body is covered in bug bites!” As I searched my mind as to how I could possibly have gotten a billion insect bites on my body (the ninety degree hotel room, maybe?), Adam told me that maybe I should go see a doctor. When my complaining about my itchy state continued, he suggested that maybe go to the ER. This just freaked me out more. Go to the ER?! OHMYGOSH. Am I DYING? I informed him that I was both terrified of doctors and home alone. He told me to perhaps call 911, once again, freaking me out.

When my parents finally got home (at like ELEVEN), I told them about my little problem. They took a look at some of the thingies on my arm and said that it was probably an allergic reaction. To food probably. The only out of the ordinary things that I had eaten tonight were those Hersheys Kisses with caramel. And I had eaten A LOT of those due to the fact that they were the only thing within arm’s reach and I was in a lazy mood.

Because of people (Adam) freaking me out, I also started to have little psychosomatic symptoms. I say psychosomatic, because they seem like things that I felt just because I was so nervous. Like more itching, dizziness and slight hot flashes. I hope this doesn’t mean that I’m dying or something. That would suck.

[UPDATE: There are now itchy red streaks running down my legs. What. The. Fudge.]

Illustration Friday: Gluttony

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…and an unusually large vocabulary.

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My sister, my mother, and I went to Barnes and Noble this afternoon to search for a college book for my sister. Ana had seen a book that our friend Cecilia had purchased from Barnes and Noble that listed a kagillion different colleges, their majors, the percent chance you will get in, and a whole bunch of other collegic tidbits. I’m not really sure what my sister’s obsession with higher education is all about. I’ve said it before, and it’s probably not the last time you’ll hear me say it, anything relating to academia terrifies me. I seriously think it’s the design of educational books. Seriously. All of those PSAT, SAT, Regents, etc. review books are so butt ugly, I can hardly stand to look at them. When I see something like that, I immediately associate it with some disgusting, overachieving, school-is-my-LIFE, reeking of body odor and sweat from STUDYING HARD, school freak. (No offense, school freaks, I’m sure you’re not really like that.)

But seriously, when we finally did find the educational review, college section in the book store, I got way too excited about a book on graduate schools that actually was really well designed. I was all, “OHMIGAWSH. Ana! BUY THIS!” I hate to admit it, but I’m totally a judge-a-book-by-its-cover kind of person.

Before finding the whole exam review, collegy section of Barnes and Noble, Ana and I raided the magazine section. Lately, my sister and I are being magazine junkies. Along with being subscribed to such magazines as In Style, GQ, The New Yorker, Martha Stewart Living, Martha Stewart Kids, and Nickelodeon, we’re also buying a ton of them off the newsstands. Yesterday and today, my sister and I purchased Vanity Fair, Marie Claire, Cosmopolitan, Details, Vogue, Bizarre, and Vitals. Some people might say that we’re be obsessed. Yesterday, my sister told me that she has a magazine fetish. I think she might be right.

After picking up our pile of magazines, we searched for the exam review, collegy section. Once finding it, my sister went right to work trying to find the exact same college book that Cecilia had purchased. She was unsuccessful. I, however, did find something interesting. A series of teen novels created by SparkNotes and published by Barnes and Noble that use SAT vocabulary on each page. With good design, and a good sense of humor, I think this is a very, very clever idea for SAT review. The titles in the series include Sun Kissed, Vampire Dreams, Busted, and Head Over Heels. I bought Vampire Dreams because of its funny tagline thingy: “A thirst for blood, a taste for brunettes… and an unusually large vocabulary.”

Prada Spring 2005 (Drooool….)

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Oh. MY GOSH. The spring collection for Prada is SO SO SO awesome! I’m having like a design orgasm. (Photos from Style.com.)

Illustraion Friday: The Seasons

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Too nice

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Fade In. Physics classroom.

The phone rings.

MRS. PHYSICS TEACHER: That’s probably some kids telling me that they have to work on their senior page. [Walks over to phone and picks it up.] Yes. Yes. No, I didn’t guess who it was, but I guessed that it would be kids asking to do their senior page. Yes. Yes. Okay, then, you need to do all your homework and review your physics over the break. Byeee. [Hangs up phone.] It’s my trademark to be nice, so I always try to be nice to people. I find that one way to do things it to always be nice. So they don’t have to come to class. They’re going to work on their senior page.

STUDENT ONE: You’re too nice, Mrs. Physics Teacher.

STUDENT TWO: Uh…. well, uh, can I go work on my senior page?

Students laugh.

MRS. PHYSICS TEACHER: Uhhh, well, yes…. just make sure you do the homework.

STUDENT TWO packs up bag and walks out of the room.

STUDENT THREE: Aww, heck, why not just let us all leave?

The phone rings again. MRS. PHYSICS TEACHER walks over and picks it up again.

MRS. PHYSICS TEACHER: Hello? Yes. Yes. Yes. Okay. Byeee. [Hangs up phone.] Um, STUDENT FOUR, you’re wanted downstairs to do something.

STUDENT FOUR walks out of the room.

STUDENT THREE: Uh, yeah, can I go, too? She’s just going down to help decorate this girl’s locker for her birthday. And I want to help, too.

MRS. PHYSICS TEACHER: Uhhh, well…. I guess….. You need to do all of your homework.

STUDENT THREE: Don’t worry. [Hold up review book as evidence that she does her homework.]

STUDENT THREE walks out of classroom.

Fade out.

Ahh, remember Vaudeville?

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Okay. I’m totally sorry for not posting in like a WEEK, but I’ve been really busy. I was busy this weekend, when I decided to lend a hand (or like all of my hands) to my sister’s project on Vaudeville. We decided to make an iMovie in the fashion of “Best In Show” and “A Mighty Wind” with spoofy interviews with people about Vaudeville along with “historical” clips of Vaudevillian movies. We’re not completely finished with it, but, MY GOD, it’s awesome so far. Like, really. I didn’t know that iMovie could do so much! Or that you could get that high of video quality from using only a DIGITAL CAMERA. Not even a digital camcorder. A regular, $300 ghetto plastic DIGITAL CAMERA with movie mode. It’s awesome! Along with being ULTRA COOL, the movie was also very time consuming. We basically spent a good portion of the weekend and the beginning of this week working on it. You can see some of the photos used in the iMovie on my Flickr Stream starting here. (Keep clicking the “back” arrow to see the photos.)

If you go through the photos until you get past all the old-fashioned looking photos of eighth grade girls in skimpy lingerie smoking incense sticks, you will see some photos of the same girls shopping at Target and a local thrift store. At these places, we were picking out all of the skimpy, supposedly Vaudevillian-style clothing used in the photo/movie shoot. At Target, we bought three pairs of fishnet stockings (in different colors, too!). At the thrift store, we bought several dresses, including VERY, VERY short silk somethings from such places as Victoria’s Secret. We also bought some shoes, an idea I was kind of opposed to, because…. shoes from a thrift store? Ew! (See pictures of us picking out shoes by clicking here.)

After the shopping, we got home, the girls got styled up, and we began our photo/movie shoot. We even went outside in the FREEZING COLD, the girls only wearing their short, short skirts and furry stoles. A neighbor asked us where they were going all dressed up, and one of them said, “We’re working on a Social Studies project!” (See pictures of them standing outside by clicking here.)

Illustration Friday: Balance

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And cure cancer.

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  • Learn to knit. Throw an old fashioned knitting party, as seen in the January issue of Martha Stewart Living.
  • Finally install MT Blacklist to put a stop to all of this annoying comment spam I’ve been getting.
  • Organize iTunes library and playlists.
  • Finish reading The Time Traveler’s Wife and start reading the rest of the books on my shelf.
  • Take more photos for my Flickr stream.
  • See in theaters: In Good Company, Sideways, The Phantom of The Opera, Sideways, The Life Aquatic, Kinsey.
  • Go to the sales at: The Body Shop, Gap.
  • Think of decorating and entertaining ideas for Valentine’s Day party.
  • Finish: Alias Season 3 on DVD, The Golden Girls Season 1 on DVD, Will & Grace Season 3 on DVD.
  • Save money for: Vanity Fair on DVD.
  • Buy new furry mini-rug thing from IKEA, replace old, nasty, tearing one.
  • Get springy looking plants to make the house feel more alive.
  • Make the world a better place.

Grummmblesplot.

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So. Today was like the worst day EVER. I mean, I’ve had a lot of bad days. This probably isn’t the worst…. but it was still pretty terrible. At least the school part of it. It started off when I found that my pen had broken inside of my pocket and my khakis had ink stains all the way through the outside. From that, I just KNEW, “wow. Today is going to suck.” I don’t know, I’m kind of superstitious.

I’ve been having a kind of cold for the past few days. I don’t know if it really counts as a cold. My throat was kind of hurting, but mostly my head has just been REALLY puffy. And not puffy in a physical way. It just feels puffy. Like, MY BRAIN. CAN’T TAKE. ANYMORE. Basically the entire day, I was in and out of daydreams and thoughts, in my own little world.

It’s seriously all of the florescent lighting! I know, I know. I talk waaaay too much about how much I hate florescent lights on this site. But they’re just too awful. Add those with the horrible, horrible, horrible acoustics in our classrooms (hm, I’ve mentioned those before, too), and it’s just a horrible environment for learning.

I know that all of these bright lights are supposed to keep me focused, but they totally don’t. If I don’t have anything to focus on, like an overhead or something, I can’t focus on anything. Everything is just whitewashed with that HORRIBLE. EVIL. Florescent lighting.

In Physics today, my teacher called on me and asked me to answer one of the problems from the homework. She said she knew that I was absent yesterday and didn’t get the homework, but to try it anyway. I tried it, but the sudden shock of being called on, plus my already puffy head made my mind go completely blank. I just stared at the question and tried to make it out. The girl sitting next to me whispered “four!” to me. I answered to the teacher, “four?” She said that that was incorrect and to read the problem out loud. I stuttered out the problem. Then, the girl in front of me whispers, “four!” So I answer the teacher again, “four?” The teacher replies with a “NO! The answer is FOUR!” People laugh. —What the heck? I had no idea what was going on. Another twilight zone experience in physics class.

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