| In which I'm astounded... |
[Aug. 28th, 2007|09:41 pm] |
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| | creative | ] | Oh my god... I just read the entries from September 6 and 7 of 2004, and I'm pretty much speechless at what was written, and also the hilarity of the comments on those particular journal entries. It's too funny to think about. I don't know why I'm randomly posting, but it feels good, and I miss it. I hope everyone is having a pleasant night... |
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[Jan. 21st, 2007|11:37 pm] |
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| | disappointed | ] | My life sucks so badly right now.
This entry is undeserving of a title.
The only good news is that Alberto claims he still loves me, even if he won't hop on a plane and come to my Homecoming dance... :-/ |
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| In Which School Is About to Commence... Le Sigh... |
[Jan. 7th, 2007|10:09 pm] |
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| | Without Love - Hairspray | ] |
This is horrible - the best winter break of my life is coming to an end. Le sigh - oh what a respite it was! I did swim some, though it didn't completely take over my break this year. AWESOME. I have a lot of pictures to put in this entry...
So I'm lame; I spent the last day of the break reorganizing my desk and binders so that I could be prepared tomorrow. Yeah, it's not going to be pretty, forcing myself to wake up and go into that morning assembly. Rawr. I have a new elective (philosophy), and I don't know how I feel about it. I mean, I loooove Dr. Gutsell, but I really enjoy my two OC's too, so hmm...
I just talked to Rachael on the phone and we talked about Nice for a while. She told me some things that reminded me of when I was fifteen and HE seemed a lot cooler than HE really is; aka we talked about what I know now as "the Dryland Incident" and "the Olive Garden fiasco." Tee hee. I like to give unimportant things names. Whee... Pictures! 
I have decided I like taxi rides. This one was especially fun, right up there with the taxi ride I took where I was sandwiched between Andie and Alberto in Boston. These are my friends Jill (left) and Lea (right), by the way...

And this was after a hotel dance partay, because, being from Hall 35 and all, it was necessary that we partied hard and jammed out as loudly and obnoxiously as we possibly could.

This is us in Times Square after walking around the whole of NYC; well, at least a lot of it...

So I'm not Spanish, big deal! I'm glad they came all the way from Barcelona to see me, though! :)
That's pretty much it for the NYC pictures. I mean, there's a lot more, but those are just a few. Here's a HILARIOUS picture that Brian put on facebook of us from like 389230580932523 years ago:
 I'm second on the wall, in the black bathing suit, behind Kelly. Rogers is behind me, and Brian is behind him. HAHAHA that's hilarious, oh wow... |
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| In Which I'm Obsessed with NYC and musicals... |
[Dec. 31st, 2006|02:45 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | curious | ] |
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| | One Day More - Les Miserables | ] |
I will start this entry by reiterating how much I truly love the Broadway musical Wicked. You can't understand... it's so good, oh my god. NYC is pretty hoppin' too. But seriously, go see Wicked. You'll thank me afterwards for telling you to do so!
So obviously New York was awesome. The first day Andie, my mom, and I all just sort of walked around, went to museums, and of course freaked out waiting for Wicked, which was very good. The only problem was that I was sitting next to the worst smelling guy of all time. For real, I've never smelt an odor so horrible in my life! This guy must never bathe or something, because he smelled like dirty cigars and terrible b.o. or something of the sort, so much so that I had to breathe into my scarf! But you can't let even the smelliest man in the world get between you and your Wicked awesome experience. Tee hee - puns.
The second day I spent the entire day with Lea and Jill. ASA HALL 35 FOREVER! Yes indeed, we did have a dance partay. We went to Soho and shopped (good news email chainers - I finally bought all your presents!) and then walked around Rockefeller Center and places like that. It was awesome, and when it was finally time to part, they dropped me off near the theater for Les Miserables, which was so good also. And also, the little boy (Gavroche) was so cute and a lot of the boys in it were pretty hot themselves. I think I might read that book, because the music is beautiful, and the story was pretty good too. Wow, I love Broadway...
The third and final day I spent with Ari, Danae, and their sister, flown in recently from Barcelona, Spain! It was fun, and we mostly did tons of walking and shopping. Aww, it made me especially miss Rachael and Luce. I think for spring break Luce might come to the Bahamas with my family and I, though, which will be awesome. Fun stuff...
One point of caution about having Andie as a bedfellow (which will probably never happen to any of you, but if it does, then heed these words): she punches and jabs in her sleep, and it's especially horrible sharing a single bed with her. Remember that! Anyways, since returning the US, not much exciting has happened. Patrick came by yesterday randomly in his new car and ended up watching The Devil Wears Prada with me for a long time. Will randomly called me last night around 1, which was annoying considering we had stupid swim practice this morning. Sarah got her wisdom teeth out, and we all went over to her house two days ago and chilled there.
Nothing else. Anyways, tonight should be fun. Everybody have a good New Years Eve! Pictures of NYC and probably New Years to come... |
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| In Which Dreams Are Strange... |
[Dec. 2nd, 2006|12:11 am] |
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| | pensive | ] | Dear Monday night's dream: You were quite strange, I must admit, and it set me to wondering a lot about my life. I don't think I'll divulge all that much, since I still seem to be puzzling it all out, but you were for sure the most realistic dream I've ever had. Especially one part I seem to recall about a serious make-out. Oops, divulsion. I don't know if that's a word; well, it is now... Yours truly, A puzzled Keely
Yeah, so basically I've had a lot of strange dreams this past week, Monday's being the most prominent of which. It makes me wonder... I think I've only told Katie and Claire about it, and the three of us were in hysterics and a state of wow-that's-pathetic-but-at-the-same-time-kind-of-possible-and-maybe-rather-endearing type of awe. What would you do without your friends to talk to? I would probably spontaneously combust. I combust, you combust, he, she, we combust... Sorry, inside joke from chemistry last year. Oh Berns...
Anyways, Sarah comes home in about two weeks! That should rule. Also, I'm going to NYC for three days over winter break to see Broadway shows like WICKED and visit friends like Lea, Sam, and Kyle who live there; Jill is coming up from Georgia and is staying with Lea, and Ari and Danae are coming all the way from Spain! Whee - ASA reunion: part 1! Now all we need is my Italian lover and my life partner from Cali. Oh, and of course two Spanish boys and my Greensbororean other half: Ashley. Then we'd be complete.
Also, exams are in less than two weeks, and my confidence in every class is completely shot. Perhaps because I don't understand a single problem on the math homework, everything I say in bio is incorrect (although Mr. Bowman did refer to me as a "Bond girl" the other day because of the way I said James's name, which I found slightly amusing), my French listening and speaking is hopeless, I seem to be illiterate in English, and for APUSH... Well, good thing APUSH is the easiest class ever. There's a group on facebook called "APUSH is so easy it should be called your mom." True that...
So I suppose that tonight I'll have another strange dream, where I lose control of life and somehow end up making out with some random guy whom I know; yes, this has occurred almost every other time, in various forms. As previously stated, Monday was especially intriguing - perhaps because of whom that boy might be! Oh, well that's for me to know, and you to wonder about. I should probs go to bed considering swimming is before daylight breaks tomorrow (wow - poetic or lame?), and I'm slightly sleep-deprived. Je vous adore, mes amours, and j'espere que vous avez une bonne nuit. I don't know if that's right or not. Let's assume it is. :) |
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| In Which I Like... |
[Nov. 14th, 2006|11:27 pm] |
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| | frustrated | ] | I thought about doing different examples of combinations and permutations, but it seems an entry is in order. I guess I've been quite the lame-tard of late. I don't know. I just went through tons of my old entries and you know what I need to be interesting? A crush on someone; yep, that's what I've discovered I'm missing. I mean, remember when Mike used to be HIM and I could be a spaz and hilarious things would happen when I'd make large social gaffes and still be okay with it? Those were the days.
Here's a quote from an entry two years ago: "A couple days ago, on Tuesday, I do believe, something that Kelly and I have deamed "The Dryland Incident" occurred. I really can't say more than that, as it is a secret, and secrets should not be told, because if they are told, then they're no longer secret! But anyways, that's all I shall divulge to you all. Just know that it was hilarious and embarassing at the same time, though nobody else probably thought so. I just remember thinking to myself, "Do NOT turn red..."
So after swim practice, Kelly and I chatted and attempted to sort our various issues with the world, which are getting bigger and yet, somehow, funnier and more hilarious. Then I talked to Brian and Caroline and Meghan online, and we began a chat which I can't say very much about, but I will give one hint. FEED HIM! Here's a small "snippet" of the conversation, which takes place between Meghan and Caroline. Tarheel2468: i didn't even think he was that ugly cheeZehomefry : until he opens his mouth Tarheel2468 : AND EATS HER!"
I mean, life was good. Well, sort of... Other than the fact that I was hopelessly in love with a jerk who would never like me back and I was slightly obsessed, life was good. I want to be close with my swimming friends like I used to be. We used to be best friends and now I can't help but feel like I don't belong at swimming. Maybe it's because I'm closer to the email chain than I used to be? I have no clue.
Also, I want to talk about what I like because, well, I feel like it. I like: hot chocolate, cold days, maple leaves, snowflakes, mascara, seeing little red flags of new emails, great swim races, epihpanies, remembering Nice, having spontaneous dance parties, telling stories, flirting, being told how funny I am, walking in the woods, swim team trips, concerts, the email chain, taking pictures, spiced cake, maxie b's, my calculator, the biology corner, the French language, highlighters with just the right amount of juice, talking online, receiving facebook messages, chewy bars, my nicknames, and most of all, my friends. I don't know if this seems lame or whack, because it probably does, but this was so much better than seeing how many permutations are in the word "Pennsylvania." Maybe you enjoyed it too... |
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| In Which Boston Ruled... |
[Nov. 7th, 2006|08:25 pm] |
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| | rejuvenated | ] | Boston is the most amazing city in the entire world. It'd be so nice to just spend a week there, relaxing and not worrying about anything whatsoever. I mean, I guess three days is pretty nice too...
So we flew up there in the middle of the night... well, practically. We got up at five and then left for the airport. We got to Boston at about 9:00 and commenced to get extremely lost. Did you know there really aren't that many Starbucks up there? They all like Dunkin' Donuts - let me tell you, I am not a fan of Dunkin' Donuts. We ended up getting extremely lost on the way to Rhode Island, where we wanted to visit Brown and the Rhode Island School of Design (for Andie - because I am NOT artistic whatsoever). I mean, we were so hopelessly lost we almost ended up in, like, New Hampshire, or something like that... Finally we got there.
Brown is AMAZING. Like Boston. I mean, let's just say that I wasn't even considering applying to Brown and now I really, really want to go there. Also, their swim team sucks! I mean, I could even swim on it. Well, my best times, not my times right now, since I cannot even swim a little bit right now! Still... It was so pretty and cute and cozy and quaint - there was one street with a lot of cute little shops and tons of restaurants. Want to know something quite funny? My swim coach, Kevin, used to be the swim coach at Brown! Hmmm... that could be a helper.
Anyways, totally awesome. If I do go to Brown, then I really want to take a course in glass-making at the Rhode Island School of Design during my college years. Exciting...
So then we walked around Newbury Street that night. For those of you who have never been to Boston, there are a few main streets that everyone (and I mean everyone) knows. Newbury Street is one of these streets. It is the best shopping street in all of Boston, and the hotel was on the street!! So that was fun, being able to walk around and look at nice clothes and pretty stuff. I must say, absolutely every girl I passed was wearing Uggs and a Burberry scarf. Twas crazy...
So that night we rented STICK IT in the room and watched it. "Dogs are people too you know." It reminded me of when I went to see it with everyone a while back. Fun stuff. Anyways, Sunday was the best day of all time. I GOT TO SEE ALBERTO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, I love him. I'm not kidding at all. Funniest boy I've ever met in my ENTIRE life, and I've met a lot of boys... We hung out all day and drove around Boston with this crazy taxi driver and tried on funny hats and sat in massage chairs and just yeah... I loved every minute of it.
Happiness. Monday was good. I hated Harvard. I mean, I really, really hated it. However much I liked Brown, I hated Harvard. I don't know - everyone there was just really full of themselves and snobby and there were, like, no students interacting on campus and the whole atmosphere was antisocial. Maybe I'm being too hard on Harvard. I don't know, but there was this one really creepy kid who looked like the guy from RED EYE who wouldn't stop staring at me. Twas sketchy...
Then we visited BC because that's where Alberto goes. We got lost and ended up on the subway somehow. It was all good. Flight home was fine. I miss Boston. Last night rocked because I got to talk to Luce, though, which is always nice. I want to go to Europe! Today we had conferences. Swimming was fun because Mike and Phoebe are hilarious, and that was my lane. Sweet.
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| In Which I Make a List of Things I Learned While Sick |
[Oct. 19th, 2006|04:37 pm] |
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| | sick | ] | I can't believe I have watched HBO movies and MTV all day long. I mean, I'm watching MADE right now and some girl wants to be a pageant queen - how typical. Seriously, I say if you want to do the stupid show, then do something INTERESTING. Like, get made into a comedian. Like Dane Cooke. He's hilarious. Or I don't know, but seriously...
So after my birthday I ended up getting really sick. Tuesday night wasn't that bad, but yesterday was not a good day. Well, just not-feeling-well-wise, that is. Anyways, how boring is this entry? Very... Anyways.
I have come to a few conclusions today: 1) The guy in the movie Anastasia is really hot - even though he's a cartoon character. 2) Will Ferrel has his stomach hanging out in every single movie he's ever done - I'm not kidding. 3) Monopoly is better in France than by yourself at home, even those games that last about seven hours! 4) Christian Bale is a severe hottie and I wish that I had a poster of him like Andie has a poster of Legolas. 5) It's impossible to watch Super Sweet 16 while simultaneously doing math homework.
Yeah, I watched about eight episodes of Super Sweet 16. That show cracks me up. Anyways, I have to go read this thing for English in case I am better tomorrow. Bye everyone! |
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| In Which Katie and Lucy Complete My Birthday... |
[Oct. 17th, 2006|10:16 pm] |
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| | crazy | ] | So my birthday started how kind of... not good. It wasn't exciting or happy or anything, and it was rainy and depressing. It was pretty bad...
... until English. Sam bought the coolest earrings EVER and a gift certificate to get my nails done! Also, in English she bought a ton of cupcakes from Cafe Carolina for the class. That is a good friend!!!
Then I worked out for what seemed a bazillion years. At the gym there were two puppies about the size of my hand! THEY WERE SO CUTE!!!!!!!!! Hahaha, little puppies are adorable. The only thing cuter are little kittens! Yay! So anyways, life was fine...
And then the birthday was fine, and we had the greatest cake ever (chocolate cake, with mocha buttercream frosting between the layers, and vanilla buttercream frosting on top!!!), which was home-made. Yay for baked goods. I ate so much crap today.
Anyways, here was the real highlight of the day: At about 9:00, I suddenly hear alarms and whistles and a loud cacophonous noise from I don't even know where! Then the door burst open and Lucy and Katie run into the house carrying hats and whistles and clapping things and necklaces... and the best present of ALL time: TWO TUBS OF MAXIE B'S FROZEN YOGURT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY FREAKING GOD LIFE COULD NOT HAVE BEEN BETTER AT THE MOMENT! God, I have the best friends in the world. :)
So they hung out with me for a while, and I was pretty content, although I think I'm getting strep. Well, that happens a trillion times a year, and I haven't had it since States during the spring, so I wouldn't be surprised... I have watched about five hours of Seinfeld this afternoon due to the fact that my father is going to China for three weeks, and that is our favorite show to watch together. Go team. So everyone - thanks for making this birthday rock. Love to all of my best friends out there. *MWAH!* |
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| In Which This is my Last Day as a 16-Year-Old... |
[Oct. 16th, 2006|04:58 pm] |
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| | pensive | ] |
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| | Look After You - The Fray | ] | In fourteen hours, 3 minutes, and two seconds, I'm going to be seventeen...
THAT IS JUST WEIRD, if you know what I mean. I mean, come on, if you think about it, it seems like only yesterday that I was in Ms. Hopkins class and had a crush on Alex, or I was in Mrs. Neufeld's class and she threatened to kill us all with a stun gun, or I was in Mr. Martin's earth science class, learning about massive stars combusting, or I worked on my leaf project for biology with Claire. Well, the last one really was yesterday, but as for the rest... Gee, the time flies, doesn't it?
Well, that's enough rhetoric for you at the moment, eh? Anyways, let's move on, shall we? Let's shall. Lately life has been somewhat... irritating. I pretty much fail at French, but it's okay because I will still forever love France. Dude, nobody can possibly imagine how much I want to go to Nice right now and hit up Las Tapas or Checkpoint, or crush on some hot Spanish boys, or even just head out to that rocky beach. LE SIGH. Anyways, point was, French is impossible this year. All other classes are fine, other than the fact that Mrs. Rosenthal has no idea how to teach history, and her husband is even worse at it. Junior year certainly does give you a run for the money, though.
So basically other than that life has been fine. I still only swim about two days a week, which is fine. I mean, it'd be nice to be good at swimming, but I no longer think that's going to happen to me, so what's the point in stressing over it? Also, I don't think swimming is any fun anymore. I used to go and laugh all the time and crack jokes and it didn't matter how I swum because everyone made me feel funny and loved. That's one reason why I still like - well, tolerate - school. Coolest kids in the world. By the way, email chain has set a goal of ten thousand emails by TWIRP. We've got about 222 left to go, and a little less than two weeks. GO TEAM!!!
So I really shouldn't be posting right now due to the fact that we have a French quiz tomorrow and an APUSH dbq. Yeah, it'd be nice if I actually knew what the stupid dbq was on. Well, I mean, how to write it, that is. Oh well. Gotta deal with these things. Anyways, ciao my loves, I will write again ASAP!!!! xoxoxoxoxo |
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| In Which Dane Cook Rules... |
[Oct. 6th, 2006|04:36 pm] |
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| | curious about tonight's plans | ] |
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| | Too Little, Too Late - Jojo | ] | I backed into my garage door the other day. Yes indeed, I guess I'm turning into my mother. I mean, she's done it about five times. Oh, we MacDonald girls...
So this week has been fine. No school on Monday. Howevs, I did have to deal with three hours of Yom Kippur services. And what better to do at services than memorize 400 vocab words for SAT's?! Yeah, I really did do that. I guess that you could say my vocab has really ameliorated. I have an amalgum of new words, and my ebulliance for pedantry and exudition should be lauded. Oh god, I am a lame-tard.
Anyways, Tuesday rocked. Hard. It was "Trojan Trash Day," because the soccer game was going to be playing Wesleyan. The entire day was spent making fun of the Wesleyan cheerleaders. Andie's grade made tshirts that said, "We only wear pink on Fridays, but we wear bronzer everyday!" Yes, this is an actual quote from one of the cheerleader's myspace. HA! My grade all bought Hooters shirts and painted on the back of them: "Go Trojans - Get Busy!" Ahahahahahaha...
It was pretty hilarious and I quite enjoyed it. Especially some of the boys' outfits. The rest of the week has been pale in comparison, although my French teacher keeps going to Panera to buy pastries and croissants for class. This is good and bad. It's good because it tastes AMAZING. It's bad because, well, that is terrible for my diet. Obviously. And how goes the diet, you may ask? Well, all right, I guess. I have lost three pounds. Which is okay. Not great. Makes me sad. Ugh.
And in other news, swim practice has randomly become difficult. I like it though. It makes me want to go more. I don't know why I like the harder practices, but I find them much more enthralling and able to endure than the other practices. Hmm? I don't know, it's weird.
I talked to my Spanish love the other day: Ari!!! We talked about how next summer we should all stay with her in Barcelona for a few days, then go stay with Luce in Rome, then maybe travel back to Nice and rent a hotel room there, relive some good old times, sunbathe on that rocky beach, and hit up Las Tapas and Checkpoint each night looking for hot Spanish boys vacationing in France. Le sigh. How I miss those days.
Also, Dane Cook is my hero. "I work at the BK Lounge. I'm a bouncer at the BK Lounge. You want to get in? Not without coups. Can't get in without coups." Or how about that lady who got lost in a drivethrough?! HAHAHA! That's hilarious. Nobody knows what I'm talkin about. Oh well. Okay, so, now I have nothing of any interest to say. I'll probably go and shut up now. Well, peace out awesome peeps. <3 |
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| In Which Junior Year is Time-Consuming... |
[Sep. 30th, 2006|03:26 pm] |
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| | totally out of it | ] | So I definitely understand why everyone claims junior year is the hardest year. Last year as a sophomore, I found myself thinking, "Well, it can't be that bad! I mean, how much worse can 11th grade be than 10th grade..." Oh, I definitely hit the ground running. Anyways, forever homework, forever KML...
So we are in the midst of a four and a half day weekend, although I don't know if Monday should be counted seeing as it is Yom Kippur. Wednesday school was lame because we didn't do anything, so everyone was bored to death. Thursday was BENGAL GAMES X. Ah. Somehow that holds more pleasure when you're a little kid. However, as usual, Blue 14 dominated, and Lucy, Hunter, and I represented the junior class pretty well, if I do say so myself. Which I do. Yeah, go life. Blue lost. Ehhh, oh well. Thursday afternoon was fine, I guess. Swim practice was only an hour, which was totally awesome considering I don't enjoy it that much, which is probably why I only go twice a week. Hmmm...
When I was driving home it was hailing. Scary? I was on the phone the entire time too. So then on Thursday night I ended up going out to Lucky 32 with Katie, Lucy, Claire, and Lizzy, where we argued with the waiter for a good, oh, I'd say about 15 minutes. It was pretty hilarious. waiter: What would you all like? Claire, Katie, Keely, and Lucy: *order* waiter: *turns to Lizzy* waiter: What would you like? Lizzy: Oh, I'm not getting anything. waiter: Then why are you here? Lizzy: Because I want to be here. waiter: Why? Lizzy: Because my friends are here. waiter: You should order something. Katie: Can we have free bread? waiter: I thought you were all being "health-conscious." Lizzy: I want my free bread. waiter: You didn't order anything! So technically, you can't have the bread. Claire: She can have mine. Keely: Mine too. Lizzy: See. waiter: Why should I give you bread? Lizzy: BECAUSE I AM AN AMERICAN.
It was on the verge of hilarious, and yet the waiter was slightly obnoxious. And the thing is, the guy was OLD. He wasn't like some teenager talking back to us and making fun of us, he was some guy who looked like he was a grandfather who was arguing with us!! Twas interesting, to say the least...
So then I rushed back to the house to watch GREY'S ANATOMY only to find Sam and Andie here baking cookies. We all hung out for a good while while Sam attempted to make a cheerleader out of me. Imagine that, Keely MacDonald, a GDS cheerleader...
Friday I went to visit Duke. Last night was slightly awesome, seeing as to how we got the whole crew together and went to the Page-Grimsley game and saw everyone and their mom there. Not kidding - the entire whole of GDS upper school was there. So that was fun. Then we drove around forever singing Spice Girls at the top of our lungs until we decided we needed Maxie B's. Or rather, I decided I needed Maxie B's and made everyone else come. Good times...
Roz spent the night, and here I am now, letting math slowly drain my life away. Hopefully tonight I'll go out with Kelly, because I haven't seen her in WAY too long. Sadness. Well, until next time, murch lurve everyone!!! |
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| In Which I Hate Standardized Tests... |
[Sep. 16th, 2006|03:04 pm] |
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| | blah | ] | There's a fly buzzing around the kitchen, where I am currently sitting attempting to get homework done so I can go out tonight with my friends and then sleep uber-late in the morning. I'm about to bust a move - fly better watch out...
I don't know what I'm grumbling so much. Stupid fly. So this morning I had SAT class and it thoroughly sucked. It was five hours from nine until two and I was freezing to death while at the same time my brain was going numb from filling in those pesky little bubbles on the answer key. So annoying. One time I would like to turn the first page of a standardized test and have it say, "SURPRISE!! This is your free SAT day! Everyone gets a good score and doesn't have to do any work!" With a little smiley face at the end, of course. That will probs never happen and it makes me sad. Rawr. We did, however, have to copy down a statement in the middle of the class so that they would know that we hadn't changed people. Like we would actually change people during a Princeton Review practice SAT - right... Anyways, it was a quote from Popeye: "I yam what I yam." Yes, it made my life for all of five seconds before I turned the page and commenced onwards with the terrible test...
Last night was slut night at the soccer game. Claire and I got dressed up, but it was sort of lame, so I left early and ended up coming home rather than going out with everyone afterwards. It was fine though. And Katie, if you are reading this, I forgive you for calling me in the middle of the night. :) Maybe I went to bed way early - so what?! So life is good.
And now I'm off to kill this fly. I could be like James - he has some mad fly and bee killing skillz. Especially when we would lifeguard. Fun stuff. Okay, peace out home slices... |
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| In Which School is Hitting Hard... |
[Sep. 14th, 2006|09:40 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | nostalgic about nice | ] | So, livejournal has really changed a lot. It seems like just yesterday that Caroline was sending me the link to Haley's journal, which then inspired me to create my very own livejournal. Oh, those were the days... Only thing to worry about back then was TWIRP!!! Still a worry, but there is so much more as well...
So I don't have all that much time and probably shouldn't even be posting at the moment considering the biology test tomorrow. Tonight I had James, Claire, Katie, and Lucy over and we had a group study session. Those are so much better than when you're trying to be productive by yourself. So much more fun. So much more disney music. Go team. Anyways, life has been good, I guess.
I'm enjoying not going to swim practice, although I'm sure that all has to change soon, which I guess I'll get used to. I mean, I have been swimming since I was seven, you'd think I'd be used to it by now! Life is so boring now that I: a) don't have a crush on anyone and therefore have no new hilarious stories, b) don't do anything exciting... ever, it seems like, and c) spend the majority of my time with something that concerns school. Good thing the email chainers keep life interesting. I'm loving my midnight curfew and definitely taking advantage of it on weekends. Go life!
So at school we started French club off with a bang on Wednesday. Whoo, allez les etudiants dans le club de francais!!! We had a surprisingly large turnout, which is always fun. On Friday we're watching La Boum at lunch. I love that movie. Dreams... are my reality... Oh ninth grade, what memories. The only issue with this is that I am supposed to be going to High IQ club on Fridays at lunch as well. Ummm, oops? French club is a trillion times more awesome. Oh well. Sorry Dr. Gutsell...
Today we gave student council speeches. I wish I hadn't have made mine so confusing. I think only a select few found it amusing, and those who did put it together in their heads whereas everyone else was completely lost. Oh well; I got on, so apparently it did the trick. I was shaking and trembling and trying really hard not to be nervous. And that trick of envisiong the audience in their underwear? Totally disturbing! Eww, some people just shouldn't be thought of in their underwear...
So I have so much to say, and not enough time. I guess I won't go back to my brother's bar mitzvah. It was awesome though (especially when we actually got to the dancing part!), although there was some drama. AKA I was totally pissed off at Will for a while and still sort of am. Also, I got a severe nosebleed and almost ruined the entire service. That would have been bad. Also, something hilarious: at the luncheon after the service, Pflan ate a peanut in its entirety - shell and all!
And I miss France. A whole lot. I want to see my friends and see my Spanish boys and go clubbing every night. It was so exciting. WHY WAS THAT TRIP SO PERFECT?! Ugh. I need to see them soon or I will PERISH. Le sigh.
So today I missed swimming and instead went to talk to my mom's personal trainer, Blaze. Apparently he's going to be my personal trainer now too? And he put me on this strict diet - I might die. He says it's "guaranteed to make you lose ten pounds within four weeks," and that seems worrisome. Oh god, here we go again - another long and depressing attempt to lose weight. Rawr.
Biology, biology, biology, biology - TEST TOMORROW! AH! And I should be studying. Mr. Bowman is awesome but soooo disorganized - I don't even know how to study these notes. He thinks that Lucy, Katie, Claire, Anne, and I are the most competitive people on the Earth (which we very well could be), and he keeps making fun of us. One of us will plug in our powercord, and then another one will, and he'll say, "Katie, Keely plugged hers in before you did! She won!" At which point in time we start talking about who had the better powercord, who was faster at plugging it in, etc. Awesomeness to the max. And shout-out to my fiancee, Claire, because we are going to rock that Leaf Project...
Okay, this is such a long, rambling entry. Shout-out to email chainers - you guys are my life. TWIRP is still a month and a half away, but we're already talking about it. I have nobody to ask. There is no way in hell I'm asking Brian, so I better ask someone else soon. I don't know who though? Confusion. Oh well. Umm, I guess I'll go now. I'm talking to Lea and we're reminiscing back to good times in French Conversation class. Oh wait, we both were terrified of that, I remember now. Scariest hour and a half of my life for a month. And to think, I was scared of French speaking... Ha! Okay, much love to everyone. <3 |
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| In Which I Practice Student Council Speeches... |
[Sep. 11th, 2006|09:11 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
No time to update. However, I thought I'd post some rejections for the beginning of my student council speech. Enjoy...
First opening:
The international committee of astronomers decided this week to remove Pluto from the list of planets. A spokesman released this statement, "We're awfully sorry to have to let Pluto go, but this restructuring is necessary to move this solar system forward. We've got to tighten our asteroid belt and make difficult decisions. We've really enjoyed working with Pluto in the past and wish it no ill will. We look on this event as a great opportunity to revitalize our system."
Behind the scenes however, things were reportedly more heated. Rumors abound that Pluto orbited slower than other planets, often appearing sluggish and possibly intoxicated. Some have reportedly complained about off color jokes directed at Uranus. Lawsuits by several asteroids demanding inclusion in the solar system reportedly also motivated the committee to take a hard line on planet definition. An original plan to use the world "Pluton" was rejected by their lawyers as demeaning and discriminatory.
Others have defended Pluto, claiming the decision to downsize was based on unjust discrimination. One anonymous insider claimed, "It's a new solar system, and if you're not wearing rings, or you're too small, you're just not flashy enough for the kids today. Besides, the committee was always uncomfortable with the attraction between Pluto and its long-term partner, Charon. It's just prejudice I tell you."
Pluto's press agent released this statement, "While Pluto is saddened by this turn of events, it's not bitter, rather Pluto looks on this as an oportunity to explore new and exciting projects."
Go Pluto. Anyways, here's the second one:
I think the life cycle is all backwards.
You should start out dead; just get it right out of the way.
You wake up in a senior care facility and start feeling better every day.
You get kicked out of there for being too healthy, go collect your pension, then, when you start work, you get a gold watch on your first day.
You work 40 years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement.
You drink alcohol, you party, you're "generally" promiscuous and you get ready for High School.
After High School, you go to primary school, you become a kid, you play or nap all day, you have no responsibilities.
You become a baby with no cares whatsoever.
Then, you spend your last 9 months floating peacefully with luxuries like central heating, spa treatments, room service on tap, larger living quarters everyday...and then...
you finish off as an orgasm!
It would have to be better that way ...
because this getting old .. just sucks...
Needless to say, I'm not exactly sure how the teachers would react to this. I'm also not exactly sure how this ties into being a student council representative! I can't wait to read my final speech on Thursday. Well, maybe I can, because I'm terrified of public speaking. Oh well, at least the speech kicks ass... |
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| In Which I List Summer's Top Ten... |
[Aug. 20th, 2006|10:57 pm] |
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| | nostalgic | ] |
So tomorrow is officially my last day of summer. Sigh... This summer came and went too quickly. It was the best summer of my entire life, beating out even the most fun of summers before this one! So many awesome experiences, friends, and BOYS! Hahaha, so I'm a little pathetic - it happens, all right? Let's see...
Tomorrow swimming starts, but I don't know if I'll be able to go or not due to lifeguarding. I'm forever lifeguarding. Tomorrow will be my sixth day in a row! I've probably made well over $2000 lifeguarding, which is awesome because I wasn't even here for the month of July, but basically it's taking over my life. Thank goodness some of my coworkers turned out to be severe hotties. For instance, I bonded with Patrick Robinson the other day for a very long time. Yep, twas totally fun. Plus, everyone there seems to find me funny, and I think that's the main reason I keep going back...
Hahaha, what one will do for a little laughter... Anyways, I've been thinking, and I've come to the conclusion that junior year could possibly be stressful. Brilliant, aren't I? Well, I guess we'll find out! Perhaps we'll double the number of emails we have on the email chain and life will be good. Who knows? Speaking of, the email chain is currently at 7,965 emails, for those of you curious. And those of you who aren't, well, now you know anyways, don't you?
I'm feeling the need for a list. But what to make a list of, you may ask. If you don't ask, then don't worry, I'm asking, so let's ponder, shall we? Let's shall... How about why this summer was so amazing? Yes, that would be awesome. C'est parfait, mes amours, c'est parfait...
So, that was a little corny towards the end, but basically, that's why my summer rocked hard. I will always remember every part of it, and I can't wait until next summer. I guess I've got a long way to go! Oh well. Happy school year everyone!!!
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| In Which I Return from my Many Travels... |
[Aug. 15th, 2006|02:34 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | mischievous | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Permiscuous - Nelly Furtado | ] | Once again, it's been too long and I'm sure my imaginary fans out there have been waiting for a hoppin' entry from that girl known to many as Keely, some as Keels, a few as Keelsta, and everyone from France as Kiwi. Simply put, an entry must commence...
So, I've been out of town for two weeks. I was in Vermont for a few days, which was okay, I guess. My grandparents constantly fuss over me, which makes me a little bit uncomfortable, if only because they are indeed grandparents. Well actually, it's really just my grandmother. I know now where I got my anxiety from. The wedding was fine, and blah blah blah. None of you really care. Let's get to something exciting, eh?
When we were driving from Maine after having visited Williams (which is a nice college, by the way. You should check it out sometime!) we got completely lost and ended up driving through the states of Vermont, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and finally Maine. Talk about a road trip!! Finally we got to Maine. I was a little bit nervous to see my second cousins: Ian (16), Hally (15), and Forest (12). I hadn't seen them in a few years because they live in London during the school year and Maine during the summer and I'm always swimming. However, we hit it off right away. Ian's best friend Oli (short for Oliver) came with him, and he was CUTE!!! Once you go for foreign boys, you never go back... SIGH!
So anyways, life was incredibly fun. The highlights were many, and the boring parts were few and far between when we were with them. One day Ian took me sailing and we sailed around the bay for almost two hours. That was quite fun. Also, imitating their English accents was very entertaining. It was, as Ian would say, classic...
And because I love pictures, and I can't go without taking a billion of them, here you are:
Anyways, that's it for this entry. I have to lifeguard for about eight days in a row now due to the fact that all the college students have to return to their colleges, which leaves only high school students, four of which go to GDS and start school Tuesday! OH NOES! Which reminds me, I have tons of summer reading left. Keely MacDonald - procrastinator extraordinaire. And you never thought you'd see the day... Peace out, lovers! |
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| In Which I'm Leaving Again... |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|05:52 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | lonely | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Giulia - DJ LHasa ((it's Italian!!!)) | ] |
I didn't really want to write this livejournal entry because the last one was so awesome that I want it to forever be on the top of my livejournal, but I suppose that I feel obligated. Oh well, it is regrettable that I will not be able to forever stare at that entry, but I guess all good things must come to an end. Well, this is a cheery beginning for an lj entry, is it not? Let's start over...
Bonjour and good day, my loves. I feel as if there is nothing to talk about, and yet, at the same time, there's too much for me to put down to paper. Or rather, computer, be it as it will. I'm in one of those moods where I lament everything, if that makes any sense, which is debatable because I think right now I'm lamenting my brain, which doesn't seem to be working. That, or I'm just in a stupid mood right now. Wow, this isn't much better than the first paragraph. Redo...
Third time is a charm! I mean, what? You are supposed to forget the first two paragraphs so never mind this sentence and the two before... I'm screwing up again...
Hello! Greetings! Salutations and many more enthusiastic words to express my happiness that you are, in fact, reading this livejournal entry. I don't think that many people read these any more, but I don't care very much. I guess I mostly just write them for myself. However, if there are those of you who do still read, and if you care to know, I will be out of town for the next two weeks. I'm going to my cousin's wedding in Vermont for a few days, and then driving from there to Camden, Maine, where I will suffer through a family reunion until we return home. I always enjoy leaving home, but I think that the jet lag / sickness from France combined with the lamenting attitude that I will not be able to talk to my friends has made me hesitant about this trip.
I talk to my friends from France almost everyday. However, it's not like I talk to each one everyday. I talk to different ones everyday. I've talked to Ari, Sami, Luce, Jill, Rachael, Lea, Toni Anne, and a few others. Rachael and I text message 24-7, and today Luce texted me and told me that Rome's heat wave was unbearable, and therefore she would be at Cecily with her friends for a while. Sounds like fun. I talked to Alberto on MSN messenger, but only for about thirty seconds due to the fact that I had to lifeguard for a billion hours yesterday. Sadness ensued. I can't decide whether I had a crush or not... I mean, I loved hanging out with him, but then again, I could be content even if I weren't with him and Jose. But then, I do get nervous when I talk to him, and yet, I'm just the same crazy Keely. Or Kiwi, as it were for most of my French friends. I just don't know. Boys are confusing...
Speaking of lifeguarding yesterday, it wasn't bad, although supposedly yesterday and today are the hottest days of the year. Major KML. James, Patrick, and Ashley (Strader) were lifeguarding, so it was fun. I told stories, and I think that they missed those because they all seemed pretty content to just sit back and listen to me drone on and on. Ashley left in the middle of the day and Hunter replaced her. Hunter and I had the last two hours on our own, since James left at 5:30 and Patrick at 6. After we locked up (which took all of forever) we went to Loxstock, and then I dropped him off at Alex's house and commenced to get lost on the way home. I get lost a lot, I have concluded. Go me...
I have done absolutely nothing today, other than spend tons of money texting Luce and Rachael. Sweet. I still have to pack, as well. And since I regret that the other entry is not the first on the list, I will leave you with a picture. Go team. I'll miss you all while I'm gone! xoxoxoxo
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| In Which I Am a Stalker... |
[Jul. 7th, 2006|04:03 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | complacent | ] | New motto: "Good girls gotta get down with the Latinos..."
Yes, you may recognize part of this from that Beyonce song, "Check up on it." Well, the point of this is that the only hot guys who are here are Spanish. I have never wanted to speak Spanish so badly in my entire LIFE. Seriously... France is awesome, and most of the people here are pretty awesome as well. Some aren't, but hey, that is pretty true everywhere you go.
Anyways, the two boys from Spain are called Jose and Alberto, and basically my bestest buds here, Luce (from Rome), Rachael (from California), Sammy (from Ecuador), and Ashley (yeahhhh Greensboro!) try to get them to hang out with us everyday. It's starting to work. YAY FOR FLIRTING WITH FOREIGN GUYS!
Wow, I am very pathetic. Anyways, I miss everyone a lot. ESPECIALLY THE EMAIL CHAIN!!!! AHHH IF ANY OF YOU ARE READING THIS THEN WRITE TO MEEEEEEE! Yeah, that reminds me: I have written a trillion letters. If you haven't gotten yours, it's probably coming soon. Whoop whoop! Well, I have to go now because I have my conversation class soon, then we are tasting different kinds of French cheese tonight?!?!?! Hahaha, I don't know. Okay, well, bye everyone!! |
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| In Which I Am In France... |
[Jul. 3rd, 2006|01:02 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | accomplished | ] |
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| | french music?! | ] | BONJOUR MES AMIES!!! At the moment I am sitting next to my good friend Luce (pronounced Loo-chay -- she is from Rome, how awesome is that?!!!) and I am in an internet café. The keyboard is totally weird, though; it is almost impossible to type on! It is sort of cool though because of all the strange accents. Whoop...
Oh boy, do I have stories for you guys! Well, the first day I backed into a wine display at Monoprix, the French version of Target. The manager then tried to trick me by saying the police were coming and that I was getting arrested. Twas somewhat scary... I have seen famous people, too, such as the guy who played George on Greys Anatomy, and Nelly Furtado. I am still on the lookout for Johnny Depp!! Hahaha...
Well, this has taken me at least ten minutes to type, and I am going to have to pay a bunch of euros, at least 10£ so far, so I am going to go, but nobody forget that I love you all, and I miss you! I will try to write again soon. Have an awesome day everyone! |
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