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RANDUMB (It's spelt "dumb" for a reason) BLOG!!!

It's about time. With Bloodstone Diamonds, and the tragic death of Stephanie Crispinelli, my review about four teenage girls with some issues and a dead best friend, and my talk about loving gay people, Britney Spears and Kris Allen for who they are, I haven't had time for random FUUUUNNNZZZ blogging.

I love nachos. I think that they are yummy. But, I'm very picky about how I make nachos. The cheese has to be perfect, and so does the arrangement of the chips. I hate it when there is meat on my nachos, too. I hate meat. Like, every kind. My parents forced me to eat red meat last night and I almost barfed. And there was fat on it. Ugh, fat squishy, gelatinous, fattening FAT. I think I might be sick.

So, I've been on winter break for the last week, right? Yeah. So, I've been staying up all night and then sleeping for 4-6 hours every night. Well, until about 4-5 in the morning I'm on YouTube.

I <3 YouTube. Lately I've been watching juicystar07/otherjuicystar07. I love her, I really do. Blair's a beauty guru on YouTube. She's 16. She's freakin' hilarious. My best friend Morg and I have been watching her since...about 6th grade maybe?

OMG you gotta check her out. Go to otherjuicystar07 if you don't want to watch her put on makeup. It's her vlog channel. She is ahhhmaaaayyyyyzzinggg.

Everybody knows I am a makeup junkie and if I don't have anything on my face I am a hideous gargoyle (terrible message for other girls, I know, I'm just hideous until I paint up my face like a clown). Recall:

Mr. Woolsey? Why are you here before the bell?
Uhh...I got in earlier?
UGH!!! Thanks alot. Now I'm gonna look hideous.
You aren't hideous.
Well, not now. Not since I put eyeliner on. Okay, let's go to team time.
*Shakes his head at how pathetic I am*

hahaha. Those Mr. Woolsey things are SO funny. Go back to the anorexia thing. :)

I'm gonna try something, 'kay? Oh, wait, you have no choice. Mwahahaha.

Can you tlel waht I am tpinyg on my bastley bolg?

This reminds of SS on Friday... we had a sub and he forced us to work with other people. i worked with Alex. :) We finished with about forty minutes (double periods that day--other half) to spare. I spent alot of the time organizing my stuff while Alex played hangman with Sam.

Sam had no clue what the word was. Neither did I, but Alex mentioned it was something we had been talking about while doing our work. She spent the rest of the period figuring it out on my hint: MARIJUANA.

The answer: Rastafarianism.

I love my friends.



And how cute is my baby brother?

Kim reads WHAT?!

I think my readers--what, are there five of you?--know I'm not popular. I'm not cool, boys don't lust after me, and girls don't want to be me. I am not "beloved" by everyone I encounter and there is no way I'm gonna be prom queen. I'm a freak. :)

I hate the preps at my school (besides the seventh graders, a few of whom are really good pals). I've been a weirdo to them for forever because I love to read, I think. It's just been a reminder that I'm smarter since we were was about five.

So, naturally, my worst enemy is The Clique series. I refuse to read it. It's actually funny because I live in prestigious Westchester County, like them, and ,my best friend goes to a private school that I imagine is like one those designer whores would go to. (I know as much as I do 'cause I check out everything on Wikipedia)

And, bizarrely I am IN LOVE with:



Pretty Little Liars.

No, I am NOT a hypocrite. These books have substance, something the world of YA literature is lacking. For one, the girls' (Spencer, Aria, Emily, and Hanna) leader, Ali, has been missing for three years.

They start receiving mysterious text messages from someone known only as "A." These messages are destructive to these pretty little girls' nearly perfect reputations in their wealthy town of Rosewood, Pennsylvania. They're secrets that...only Ali knew.

Is it her? Returning into their lives as the same vindictive girl she was before?

Well, I guess, if you, care, you'll have to read the book. Or go on Wiki. But I'd read the books. They aren't a waste of time.

The girls...each has a very good character. They aren't just their clothes. y'know?
And each has her own secret.

Hanna's dad actually left her mom and her and got with some girl who has a daughter her age. Hanna used to be really fat, so her dad's perfect stepdaughter and his insensitivity drove her to bulimia. She's also got this issue with stealing things...

Emily is a swimmer from an ultra-conservative family. After Ali's family moved from Rosewood (why would you want to stay where your daughter was possibly murdered?)and a new family moved in we realize that Emily has a thing for the chicks that live in that house. Smooches!

Aria is one of those really cool girls I'd totally want to be friends with. She's an artist, she lived in Europe. But a flame between her daddy and one of his students is rekindling after her family returns from Iceland. Of course, Aria isn't too different from her dad's mistress. They both have a thing for their teachers.

Spencer is seemingly flawless. Student council, yearbook, straight A's, lead role in the pay, money, looks, varsity athlete. The only thing that would make her life perfect is if her older sister Melissa was out of the way, so her parents would love her. Maybe her jealousy is what's been driving her to kiss Melissa's boyfriends since before Ali disappeared.

I know, a bit over the top with the pictures. But I'm just in love with these models. They're gorgeous, and I wanted you to kind of see them.

Remember, in Rosewood looking pretty and playing innocent is the only way their secrets can stay safe. Unless, of course, I rat those bitches out!


Mwah!

K

We Affect Success-- Sexual Discrimination

So...on Tuesday I made that post in which I said I would address that Adam-Kris thing later on.

This isn't about American Idol (although I am OBSESSED). This is about discrimination against people because of their sexuality and that whole minor controversy.

So, yeah, Adam was very consistent, he's an amazing actor and singer, and basically an awesomse performer, and REALLY cute. I gues he did deserve to win.

But so did Kris. He is also has a lovely voice. Remember, Adam did what's in style. Kris did some older stuff. Adam was more modern, and it was what we're used to. And remember, on that stage all Adam can do is sing and set up a mind=blowing performance with his when he hits that deafening note. Kris can sing, too. He can also play the guitar and the piano. He also writes alot of his songs. Or at least co-writes.

I'm not siding with Kris. I'm just sayin', don't hate him. He's more capable. Adam has never shown us that he can play an insturment. And that's okay. I'm a singer and I can't play an insturment . You're just at an advantage. Billy Joel can play seven insturments. Guitar, piano/keyboard, accordion, harmonica, and voice. (Voice can actually count as an insturment.)

I personally think that Adam lost because his fans thought he was a sure bet so they didn't have to vote. I personally (don't hate me) voted for Kris because I liked his version of "No Boundaries" better.

Maybe the Christian vote went to Kris, the missionary, after Danny got voted off (THANK GOODNESS, I REALLY DID NOT LIKE HIM). Maybe after those pics of Adam kissing Cheeks and said they were him, people became less tolerant of his theatrical performces and excessive eye makeup (which is REALLY hard to imitate) and his wacky male-Lady Gaga-esque outfits.

Yes, prejudice exists. Yes, I see it every day. People are really insensitive about something as sensitive as sexual orientation. I personally don't care if you're heterosexual, gay, a lesbian, bisexual. It doesn't matter. 'Cause you're a person, and it isn't something you choose.

Those of you believe it's against your religion, why would God create it if he hated it? Don't say it's a choice because you're fucking wrong. Gay teens tend to self-injure more than heterosexual teens 'cause they have so much trouble with their sexuality. I'm sure many gays wouldn't want to be that way because of the discrmination they face from small-minded people. So, shut the fuck up if you think it's easy, or it's rebellion, it is not a gene. SO SHUT THE FUCK UP. I'm talking to my cousin Ellen. Just so you know.

But, it's really better this way. Kris wouldn't have had as successful of a career if he hadn't won. Adam still has a VERY successful careeer. When people care how you push any kind of social envelope, you know that you're successful. Yes, the AMA's. It's like when Britney Spears deteriorated. People were checking her out, looking at her old stuff. It made her bigger.

I'm not really sure what my message is here. Maybe it's Love Kris Allen for not being Adam, but winning, love Adam for being the insanely fun performer he is, leave Britney alone, and be less judgemental of people.



They're friends...That's really good.

Longish Blog-- Review, The Bloodstone Diaries

Ooh! Isn't she pretty? WTF did she do to get in Hollywood?

Well, have you ever seen this cutie?



Yup, that's Kris Allen, American Idol winner of Season 8. Now, I don't care (right now) if you liked Adam better, or that Kris only won because Adam's gay. That's not the issue at hand. I may do a post about that, because I really love both of them. AI is my guilty pleasure (IT'S ON TONIGHT!!! *SQUEE!!!!*)

Now look:



It's his wife, Katy, and they are freaking adorable.

Now, I love you Kris, but you're out.

This post isn't about them, or one of those YouTube odes I'd find when listening to some of his stuff (WEIRD!!!) It's about her, and this webseries. It's called The Bloodstone Diaries...and I'm obsessed!!!

It sounds like a mix of Harry Potter and The Vampire Diaries. Yeah, well here's a description directly from the site:

The Bloodstone Diaries is the story of Bettie Lawrence, an average, all-American girl who stumbles upon a mysterious jewel with amazing powers. Said to be an ancient stone created by Christ -- a kind of conduit that might harness the power of the universe -- the Bloodstone has consumed men's minds for centuries, coveted by kings, thieves and dictators. After a devastating tragedy, Bettie becomes the latest in a long line of reluctant protectors of the Bloodstone; a young woman on the run and tasked with keeping its power from those who would use it to bring about the end of the world. To do this, Bettie must learn how to use and control its power. Over time, however, she finds that using the stone comes at a price; that it is literally tearing her apart. Learning with the viewer the secrets of the Bloodstone while seeking revenge on the men who destroyed her simple life, Bettie must answer the ultimate question: If you could save the world, but die trying... would you do it?

The thing is, it's pretty decent. My heart was racing throughout most of it, and there were some moments with some bleak humor that I particularly enjoyed, as a disturbed, morbid teenage girl. You'd probably expect Katy to just want to make her own place in some kind of spotlight because her husband won American Idol and is ubersuccessful and has girls throwing themselves at him all the time. She's not a Jessica Simpson actress. She says a lot without a word. And she said (in an interview I stumbled across) that she had a background in children's' theater. I am in school theater, which is technically for children. So, you go, Katy.

There's only one episode :'( It's about fifteen minutes long. Check it out http://thebloodstonediaries.com/index.html

It is so professionally done, and I would totally watch it if it became a TV show. I think a lot of people would because the gem stone curse/magic/gift is a very popular thing out there. Right Sam? ;)Really, it's pretty beast. And she soooo does not portray a pretty little girl with a perfect life who got the gem, became totally bad ass, fell in love along the way, and everything was really fine the whole time. It feels deeper. And I like it, AND I WANT MORE EPISODES.

Happy Birthday!!!!!

Happy Birthday, Stephanie.

The day after Valentine's has to mean something. Symbology is in everything that we see. Even if we don't realize it.

So...Let the meaning of everything shine out. And just because Valentine's Day is over doesn't mean we should stop loving one another. Just because those poor poor people (Britney Gengel Christine Gianacaci Courtney Hayes Stephanie Crispinelli Dr. Patrick Hartwick Dr. Richard Bruno, and many other humanitarians and Haitians.)have been found, doesn't mean we should stop praying for them.

I know, I know. This may just end up hurting people more. If you're hurt, then obviously she touched you in some way, shape, or form. So, just remember what she did that made you happy, or why it was so important that she and the other people from Lynn University stay plastered in your mind. It was because they were all good people.

Just keep it in your head that way.

i think i'm gonna friend request stephanie. Just 'cause. It'll be a good connection. I think that it'll stay with me.

Rest In Peace

The girl I mentioned. The one who was in Haiti, who I cannot name. Well, unfortunately she was confirmed dead today. I didn't know her, but I hope that she's getting my shout-out from wherever she is.

The internet has a been a huge place of support for her and her family. The Facebook group made for her is jammed packed with messages to her family, telling her to rest in peace. They're so filled with love. It's amazing how such hideous things can make us all band together.

I hope we'l keep up the ribbons to support her and her family. I know they must be grieving tremendously. She conquers every conversation I've had since I found out.

Actual convo, typos and all:

Jon
hey kimmy

8:35pmKim
steph crispinelli is dead
just lettin ya no
8:36pmKim
whats up?
8:36pmJon
the hangover you?
and :(
8:37pmKim
poor girl
8:38pmJon
may she forever rest in peace
8:38pmKim
that sucks
8:39pmJon
alas life is fleeting so live for the moment and enjoy to the best because you never know what happens in the days to come...
8:40pmKim
yeah
but thats just SO UNFAIR!!!!
8:41pmJon
indeed
8:41pmKim
she was dead inderneath all of that rubble for a month
8:42pmJon
i know...
8:44pmKim
i would never wish that on anyone
not even sopmeone i hated.
god bless, girl.
8:45pmJon
at least she is free from all the pain she had experianced during the earthquack
ke*
8:46pmKim
she was probably only in pain for three seconds
8:46pmJon
true
8:46pmKim
im gonna start crying soon. so we should just send out our condolences through our heads.
i keep bringing up the negative
8:47pmJon
k
8:47pmKim
i dont want anything negative on her anymore

That was a real, moderatley edited convo I had with Jonny.

GOD BLESS YOU STEPHANIE CRISPINELLI!!!!!




I really don't care about protecting myself because no one reads this blog. And this amzing young woman deserves to be remembered by name. And the legacy she imprinted upon my hometown, the legacy no one knew she had. Not just because she passed away in a horrific event at 19. She was more than how she died. So, may the angels sweep you away. God Bless you, Stephanie.

A Long Awaited Update On My Dramatic Status

I iz sowwy readerz.

I did not update youz on some very importante information.

I had that drama post. Where I mentioned how hated I was. Don't remember? Check out my archives.

Soo...I didn't get Rapunzel. Obviously. I was originally cast to be a memeber of the ensemble. Now, our play, Into the Woods (Stephen Sondheim & James Lapine) does not traditionally have an ensemble. That made it three times as offensive. But, I relalized I could make the best of my disappointing situation. I made great friends with alot of girls a year younger than me. Within ensemble, I was a tree with my two best ensemble friends. I was a tree in my middle school play! How cool is it to say that? We even came up with a song:

The woods are very frightful/ But the songs are so delightful/ They didn't have a place for me/ So, I'm a tree, I'm a tree, I'm a tree.

It's to be sung to the tune of "Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!"

But I can no longer sing it. Rapunzel broke her hip...

No I didn't get her part. Another part quit, so I was offered that twenty minutes before our last rehersal before the big snowstorm over here in NY. I am...



MILKY-WHITE!!!....Aren't I cute?

That's not me...our play isn't until March. But to help you get the feel.

We're rewriting our song to include the trees, myself, and my gorgeous and talented friend Nadine, who was intially rejected as well, but offered a part when the Stepmother quit.

My Jacks are adorable, I get to interact with the stars (Hell, I AM a star!)on stage and I have a pretty epic story. So I'm very happy with how this worked out. Go check out the first act of the show on Wikipedia.

I promise, pics from showtime!

Writing

“If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. As to that regular, uninterrupted love of writing. I do not understand it. I feel it as a torture, which I must get rid of, but never as a pleasure. On the contrary, I think composition a great pain.” -Lord Byron

This is the truth of all writers. And thus explains the Sylvia Plath effect, the promiscuous tendencies of writers, their alcoholism, and battles with drug addiction that we often hear about with songwriters, poets, and those who write in prose. We write for the pleasure of release. Everything you read has some kind of pain in it, released from the author's own broken heart. Sometimes, no one broke our heart. We're just broken people. I can write and feel good. And no one will complain of my madness. If you hate it, you can go to a different website.

Caution--Explicit Language

As I went through the revision process, I learned stuff. 'Cause that's what writers do. We write, make mistakes, redo things and eventually (hopefully!!) we have a piece that we are proud of. And know I think my new one is much better, thanks to the critical help of Richard, Alex, and my English teacher Mrs. Reynolds.

Caution--Explicit Language

I believe that words hold power. They are used in a king's decree, they were etched into the stones religion says Moses carried down the mountain. They are resources that never end. They are truly significant and potent in my eyes.

I approach words and the power I believe they hold by using a philosophy I have developed in life. Words are the key through the door of ignorance to enlightenment. Without words, or symbols for them, people have no way to truly express and explain about themselves.

I discovered the power and impact of words about a year ago. This was during a time where I was hurt, angry, and betrayed by someone I considered a really good friend . She said some awful things, (I can’t say them because of explicit language) about me to experience my agony and her own bliss.

I was so miserable that, instead of talking openly, for awhile, I would cry. I cried in the empty bathroom, in the crowded hall, and behind my locker door. Then I'd go home at the end of the day and write. I only had one theme, sadness and anger combined into a hideous rage, but it was enough to start.

With the time and freedom to find the right words, I admitted things to myself and my reader that I never had the courage to face. Once, the words I wrote were used against me, and I was so upset, but it didn't stop me. Nothing mattered as long as I could use MY words. Somehow, what I wrote was going to make something better for me, and I tried to make that hope explicit by writing as much as I did.

I faced my ex-friend and I told her everything I thought she was doing wrong. She didn't listen to me then, but I hope she’ll come to realize being mean to people won't make them respect you more. I believe it was the biggest step I ever made as a person. And, through that, I convinced myself that there was some kind of courage writing things down before saying them gave me. Words and I went on and on.

I'm not the same person I was a year ago, but I continue to write things like snippets of stories in notebooks, poems on Word documents, about random characters on single sheets of loose-leaf, and extended thinking on my blog. And I'll never forget where I started.

Even if writing is not how you express yourself, exactly, words are how you, we, all of us explain and spread our own passions and beliefs. Words have power. And I believe in that power.