soon it's gunna rain

i love rain. i love to watch it. i love the sound it makes as it fall gently against the ground. i love the random pattern of dots it puts on my jeans as i walk through it. i love how it exhilarates me when drops of water fall on my face and hair. i love how people look when they come out of the rain. i love that it's unconfined and wild. i love that it has no restrictions and falls the way it likes. i love the feeling it gives me. i love that it's vital for life.

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procrastination schmocrastination

wow, that doesn't really work with big words.

well children, it's that time again. that time when it suddenly hits you that your vacation is over and if you don't start studying for that test on thursday you'll be eated by a hobgoblin or worse. but to that i say "ha! come ye hobgoblin, and try to devour THIS noble soul! do your worst, for i fear thee not!" and i don't.
however, i do fear seeing a big letter "F" on a test/quiz/paper/whathaveyou. this is why i must study. the thing is, i hate studying. i hate anything that takes away from my enjoyment of life, and i try my hardest to avoid them. studying is one, hence my distaste. college is supposed to be fun, gosh darn it! i'm paying thousands of dollars a year for this, so i require enjoyment! please world, feed my short attention span, my hatred of inactivity, my dependence on technology, my lack of work ethic. after all, the rest of my generation has low standards, why should i be any different?

i got rid of my facebook today. one of my friends created a new password, and i shan't be able to access it until the school year is over. it kind of REALLY bothered me that this evening when i found myself with oodles of studying and homework to do, i missed the comforting distraction of looking at people's updates about this, that, and the other thing, most of which i didn't care about. why do i miss it? why do i miss the burden of knowing what 680 people are doing with their lives? why do i have this constant need to be fed useless information? why do i feel that with the severing of my relationship with facebook, i've been cut off from the human race? why am i looking to spend the time i wasted on facebook with other pointless distractions, like this blog post?

good question[s]. i don't know.

i was tired. so i wrote poetry.

i feel this pressure in my head
Hypothetical
like stress emitting in small waves
Metaphorical
some person screaming in my brain
Theoretical
falling
dropping
sinking
slowly
into oblivion


why? because
does anyone know?
yes & no
a few maybes
some live
some cope
some suffer
all die
why?
it happens
what did you do today?

i recently found this in my archives and thought i should take this opportunity to enlighten those who would doubt the awesomeness of flythings

me --
you've never heard of faive halfes?
i'll tell ye
there i was
mindin me own business
and outta nowhere
BANG!!!
i'm down
unconscious
thought i was dead
till i woke up in a white padded room
no furniture
only a soup bowl
with half of a plastic spoon
so seein as i had nothing else to do
i picked up the soup bowl, put in on my head and started doing the obvious thing
so i danced the polka for about 4 hours
and three minutes and fourteen seconds
so
on the fifteenth second
i heared a voice
coming from below me
"what the divil d'ye think you're doin?
doog dog! you must be bloody off your crokker!"
i had lost it
or so i thought
i looked down
and the half spoon had turned into a tiny, stark white, person
like dough boy, only not fat
and smaller
and a cool accent
so i did the only natural thing
challenged him to a ninja duel
and he accepted
but i thought!
atch!
i must know his ninja name before we duel!!
"i say good sir
have you a ninja name?"
"the divil i do!"
(cuz that's how ninjas talk at ninja duels)
"and pray, what might that be?"
"tis faive halfes"
good lord
thought i
"i
...see?"
"you do not, ye young, pathetic, knownothing!"
"I say-"
"SHUT YER GALL DERN TRAP!!"
never have i been so intimidated by a broken half of a spoon
"yessir"
"NOW DUEL ME, YE UNGRATEFUL, FLEABITTEN, RASCAL!!"
so it began
it was a long, hard duel
it lasted thirteen point one seven seconds
and i had to lift four whole fingers
but in the end
he prevailed
he jumped on my nose
and started to touch my eyebrow
and i lost it
fell flat on my face and begged for mercy
suddenly
faive and the white padded room were gone
and here i am
chatting with you

Molly --
now
if it were a whole spoon
or
heaven forbid
a spork
that would be perfectly understandable
sporks
they are frightening foes indeed
i faced one once
had to resort to evading tactics
there was no other option
it was that
or be subjected to its spines and
oh i shudder to remember
the rounded side
such a frightening thing
i could not even get to the point of raising any fingers
suffice it to say
i was exceedingly lucky
that the waterbottle of flying sparkle was there
sporks hate those things
no
flything
flything is far more accurate
yes
it is a thing
that flies
so therefore
flything
it is the flything
of sparkle
it was my only hope
i raced for it
at fastest of ninja speeds
it was
incredible
blinding to ordinary humans
we only manage to see because of our wind-blocking eyelashes
i was sure the end had come
my last ninja star had been bent by the curved side of the spork
and my katana was stuck between its tines
bent
it made me ache inside to see it
but what could i do?
i had one last jutsu to try
but to do it
i had to have a flything of sparkle
who knew the only flything of sparkle that would fall into my path would be a waterbottle?
there was nothing for it
i dodged behind the bottle
it was larger than me
and the spork came flying at me
with my katana still clenched tightly between its tines
i almost cried to see it
and the spork
didn't realize this water bottle
was a flything of sparkle
so i waited until the last moment
and punched one side of it
it twisted
throwing reflected light into the spork
i shouted many secret ninja words
peformed my hand signs
and turned the lights into shards of glass!
and the spork collapsed
and released my katana
i grabbed it and ran
(flything, flything, save us now
from the evil that surrounds)
the spork was stunned
and i was able to escape
but the spork is still out there
gathering his power
we might encounter him in the near future

pardon my nostalgia

i'd forgotten how much i love ncfca. the sense of nervousness you feel when you stand up in front of the judges. the relief when you finish a speech and do well. the exhilaration you get when you hear your name followed by the forensics clap. the excitement that hits you when you make it to the final round.

the incredibly unique bonds you create with your fellow speechers.

there's something about getting up and doing something that most americans fear even more than death and doing it well. the work is hard and tiring. the memorizing is torturous. the blocking is a pain. the speeches, more often than not, are emotionally and physically draining. but there's nothing quite like the breathless waiting right before the announcer calls out the breaks. there's something special about walking up on stage and receiving a reward for your hard work. there's an incredible sense of loyalty as you shout and clap for a friend winning a well deserved first place.

when you're in ncfca, you're with family.

i miss it.

ugh, college

today i started reviewing for my chemistry test on thursday. it would be accurate to say that i am absolutely terrified.

today was normal

nevertheless, there were highlights. and these highlights stand out above the rest. they shine the brightest in this dark, cold, economically unstable world.
1. i slept till 10:20. yes.
2. i got to throw a frisbee for over an hour. apparently i lost all my skills over the winter, but that's ok.
3. i relaxed.
4. my dad and i (and by "my dad and i" i mean my dad) got my fafsa done. huzzah for being in debt next year!
5. my fam went out to eat. it's been a while since that's happened.
6. i ate ice cream. sugar free, of course.
7. i decided what i'm wearing tomorrow. it's fabulous, and i'm super stoked about it. does that make me exceptionally and unbearably girly?
8. i watched a lot of glee.
9. i went to sleep at a decent hour?? (this one is actually a lie. there's no way that's happening)