Friday, April 2, 2010

BYOF

FINE! FINE! I’ll update! If you insist! I only say this because I now look to the right and see that thanks to script Frenzy I have two followers. I guess I will break this blog into a few parts.

1. I will finally tell you my dentist story
2. I will tell you about the Behrend Fire
3. The disaster with Kim
4. Update on my classes
5. Blog every day in April/Script Frenzy
6. My L.A. trip

It is currently ten thirty at night and I have SOOOO much crap I need to do so I will probably make all these real quick points.
So hurrah dentist story. As you possibly know, in December I went and had that lovely cavity that I didn’t believe to really exist filled. Well I had to go back a week later because it was extremely painful. I couldn’t even eat without excruciating pain shooting through my mouth. So I went back and they fixed the bite and said that it should feel better in a few days…as I already said though, dentists are decepticons. It didn’t stop hurting and in fact the pains were getting worse. This pain went on for months and my parents would not believe me that I was in pain, plus I really didn’t want to go back to the dentist and seem like a pansy for needing to get my teeth checked out again. After two months of this pain I came to think it may never go away. I thought that maybe they damaged a nerve when they drilled into my teeth and could only think of one possible answer, root canal. YUCK! Thankfully, the pain has gone away in the past week, or I have gotten extremely used to it, but either way, no more dentists for me.

The Behrend Fire. As you know my mother works at the local college where I take classes and will attend full time come fall. What you don’t know is that she is a manager at one of the dining halls. That same dining hall caught fire March 1st. Here check it out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBVzdPkNj3U I basically spent a lot of time at the dining hall growing it up and I never expected to hear the words “Dobbins is on fire!” But I did. Here’s the fun story. It was around midnight which is the time that I take showers at night. It was especially strange because both of the household showers at the time were broken and I had to use my parents’ shower which was the lesser of the leaking showers. I had just gotten out of the shower when my mother comes bounding in the bedroom and says to my sleeping dad, “I’m going to work. Behrend is on fire.” Being the naïve little girl I am I thought that it was just a small little fire that they were going to put out easy. Too bad I was wrong. Basically, the entire building is a mess and everything is useless. So construction is started and the dining hall is moved to another building. Even a month later it’s still affecting me. I don’t see my mother very much and things at work (I work at the other dining hall) are still really crazy because we have to make up for the lack of what not-dobbins has. UGH!
Kim. Monday morning by best friend Kim (the one from Butterbeer night) went into the hospital. She was having crazy stomach pains and cramps and hadn’t eaten for two or so weeks. Not good. She’s been in the hospital all week and it’s not looking like it’s going to let up any time soon. So I will probably be spending a lot of time visiting her in the hospital or just worrying about her. So that adds to my stress of life.

Speaking of stress. I have a huge English report due in two weeks. It’s on the story “You’re Ugly, Too” if you’ve ever read it PLEASE LET ME KNOW! I really want help with my essay because I need to get an A on it for my high school graduation’s sake. I have a calc test coming up in a few weeks as well. Curve sketching and max min problems are going to kill me. I hate calc. I have to tutor a lot of the kids in my calc class, and I’m not in college yet! CRAZY! Let’s see what else. I have AP tests coming up the same week of finals. Finals being the first week in May that is. If you haven’t taken an AP test you seriously have no idea how freaking stressful they are. It’s pure insanity. So school wise there is a lot going on. I don’t know how I am going to be able to handle it. Not to mention I have a handful of scholarships to do this month. April is the magical month of scholarship deadlines I guess!

Speaking of April’s magic. I AM NOT GOING TO DO BLOG EVERY DAY IN APRIL, so don’t ask. I have a hard enough time blogging to begin with. I am on the other hand doing Script Frenzy? Wait, what’s Script Frenzy? Well, person I do not know by name yet, Script Frenzy is a fun event that parallels NaNoWriMo. Basically, in all its glory, you have to write a one hundred page script in the month of April. That’s 100 pages in 30 days. I did it last year and I am going to do it again this year. Already I am far behind in my story. I am six pages in, haven’t introduced more than two of the character, don’t know how I am going to introduced the others, and hell, I don’t even know what I’m writing about. So far my plot goes something about this new ability for genetic testing to be done where patents can “splitz” their body parts. Basically you can have cat eyes, cat ears, bat ears, whatever you want. And then somewhere along the line kids get kidnapped and this reject government group turns them all into schizophrenics and they try to escape. No joke, that’s what I know of my plot. Um….well this month calls out epic fail. Anywho, my screenplay is called Schizotest check me out on ScriptFrenzy.org username Kathryn Cassand.

Least but not last, who wants to hear about the reason why today was notsome? As I have said before I am going on a trip to L.A. for a week this summer. Today I got some yummy information on said trip. Turns out that, I already knew I was going to the Channel Islands outside L.A., that we aren’t even stepping foot inside the actual city, or for that matter inside an actual hotel. We are going to be camping on a beach for an entire week. Okay okay, now you’re probably saying “What’s wrong with camping, Kat. You are a Girl Scout after all.” SURE okay, great, I’m a girl scout. That doesn’t mean that I have to LIKE camping. Hell, it doesn’t even mean that camping has to be in my repertoire. I don’t do camping, let alone camping for a week. Where am I going to take a shower, where am I going to wash my hair, where am I going to charge my phone, or my batteries for my camera so I can take pictures and shoot videos for my currently nonexistent vlog (www.youtube.com/thekatsout)? These are the reasons that I do not like camping. Now, I believe it wouldn’t be as big a deal if they had TOLD us before we applied for the trip that we were going to be camping. Those are the sort of things that make people not want to go on trips. I mean, come on, I have toughed through Alaska, and we got to stay in a super nice lodge with three meals. I have to bring tuberware to eat my meals in and my own fork. WTF? Why didn’t you warn us this was a BYOF event? (I think BYOF is going to be my new saying. When I get angry about something I am just going to scream BYOF!) I think the best part is though that I have to send them my measurement FOR A WETSUIT! We’re going kayaking, which I am pumped about because I love Kayaking, but we’re going kayaking in wetsuits. If someone could supply for me why I need a wetsuit for kayaking I would be really appreciative. I haven’t figured out the reasoning behind a wetsuit. Let me tell you though, this Kat will not wear a wetsuit. Nope, sorry, count me out. I don’t have the confidence in my body to be caught dead wearing a wetsuit, and no matter what I do, I can’t lose the weight that I would have to in order to even feel good about my body. So no wet suit for me I guess. So because of this lovely information I have been in a terrible mood all night and my parents have just been making it worse by trying to figure out what’s wrong with me. Let me tell you, there is a lot wrong with me.

Okay, I’m going to end my rant. I need to work on my essay. Remember not just DFTBA but BYOF.

1 comment:

  1. OMG I got a filling and got that same pain too! I thought I was just a wimp XDD

    And wetsuits suck. I have to wear one for scuba and I walk out of the locker room covering as much of my body with my arms as possible. They're so ugly and icky and mean on everyone.

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