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Here are some random ramblings of a girl that will probably end up in an insane asylum sometime in her near future...Kookookachoo. She loves her Queen, she loves her Beatles and her Who and her Zeppy and her music in general. She loves her writing. She loves love. And she loves you. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Saturday, October 06, 2007


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And you have NO IDEA how grateful I am for it. This week, I swear to you, I think my teachers were trying to kill me. I've had more tests this week than I've had in a long time, each night I was assigned sickening amounts of homework, I have to read Great Expectations for lit (which isn't that bad, it's just long.), and I have had almost no time to write, except for writing club. So I haven't visited my babies this week. (Note: Yay! Grey-ism time! Okay, when I refer to "my babies," I am referring to the characters of my novels. The novels are my babies' "homes." And, yes, I am sometimes caught talking about them as if they truly exist. I wish they did...Toby would make a great gay best friend...Okay! I'm done! I am ending this long note...NOW.)

Really quick, I want to mention something before I go all ranty, as we know is prone to happen. Remember that guy I mentioned from homecoming, the one that was dancing around with the balloons around his waist that looked like Freddie? Yeah...I haven't been able to find out who he is. It's frustrating the heck out of me. I've asked everyone I know that's gone to my school's homecoming if they know who he is, but nobody does. I'm not stalking him or anything, I just want to know who he is, mainly his name and grade. That's it. I'm not following him or anything. So, if you know who he is, be a pal, please, and tell me. I'd be very much obliged.

Let's see...I've had several things I wanted to blog about this week, but I haven't had the time. So, first things first: Led Zeppelin. They're putting on a show in London on November 16th (I think), and it was the fastest-selling-out show ever: I think it sold out in about 30 seconds. Not hours. Not minutes. Seconds. So, you'd think Zeppy would put on another show after that, right? And an American tour, right? They'd be completely daft not to have an American tour, especially since they dug John Paul freakin' Jones out of the woodworks. But are they? NO! THEY AREN'T! Robert Plant said that they were only doing the one concert. The one! THE ONE!!!!!! And then he said that he's retiring afterwards. He's pulling a Deaky! DON'T PULL A DEAKY, BOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I'm sorry about that. It just bugs me that the man's 59, and he's retiring. 59 isn't all that old. Sir Paul McCartney is 65, and he's still touring. Ringo Starr is 67, and he's still touring. Brian May and Pete Townshend are 60, and they're still touring. Roger Daltrey is 63, and he's still touring. And don't even get me started on Bob Dylan and his never ending tour. All old farts, and they're still touring. But Plant won't do an American tour! I have no hope of ever seeing one of my favorite bands live!...Grey not happy.

WHY, BOB?!?!?! WHY????????????????????????

Okay. I'm done with that.

Now I shall give Sir Paul McCartney some kudos. Just within the past day or so, he released a new video to YouTube, called My Ever Present Past. It is AMAZING. I've had it stuck in my head for ages. It isn't now because I'm listening to The Bravery, but aside from that...I've listened to it just this morning about five times in a row (Paul's song, that is). So I thought I ought to embed the video. :) It's really, really good. Short and catchy. Light and poppy. Dancey. Very nice. X3

Let's see...what else...Oh. I wanted to rant about the tests that I've been getting in lit. They're quite yucky. For those of you that don't know, I make mostly A's on tests with a few B's sprinkled here and there, and I get naught but A's on my report cards (disgusting, huh?). Literature is my best subject: I love writing, I love reading. It's one of my passions. I love reading something, picking it apart, figuring its meaning for the way the book struck me. That's what we're supposed to do with what we read, isn't it? Decipher its meaning for ourselves, and not what other people think? Then please, explain to me why, on the multiple-choice bits of the tests I've been getting on the books I've read thus far this year (Fahrenheit 451; Alas, Babylon; A Separate Peace) that they have these opinionated questions with no right or wrong answer? I'll put down what I think on a question like: What was the most important thing that so-and-so character did in the story? And I'll get it wrong because, even though I know the story really well, I don't think the same way the test maker did. It's really annoying! I know I'm over-analytical, but shouldn't that work to my advantage? I've never gotten a D on a lit test before: something's up with these tests. If I hadn't studied, that would have been different, but I had! I read the books, I studied them, I did everything I was supposed to, and yet I got a D on one, a C on the other (I complained about the grade: some of the questions had the wrong answers on the answer key itself. I ended up getting my grade bumped up to a low B), and I don't even want to know what I got on the last one.



Yeah. Had to get that out. :)

Well, guess that's it for now. I hope to get on again soon.

Love you all!

Oh, and I wanted to give a shout out to this blog's most loyal fan, Danny. Hi, Danny! *waves*

Bye bye! <3


  • At 4:31 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    YAY new entry! well done Grey...nice rants =D w00t i'm a loyal fan! bai bai


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