Where I’ve Been

July 6, 2009 at 7:04 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

I haven’t been writing because I’ve been so focused on surviving teaching summer school.  It is, without a doubt, one of the worst situations I’ve had to endure in a long, long time.  It makes my tutoring job from the previous two summers look like Valhalla.

I have a week and two more days.  Seven days of school left.  In all honesty, I wake up every morning oscillating between hating myself, hating the kids, and being unsure whether or not today will be the day I quit.

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More Squeeing than I’d Like to Admit

June 1, 2009 at 10:35 am (Uncategorized) (, , )

You guys, the New Moon trailer premiered last night during the MTV Movie Awards.  Now, I didn’t know this because a.) I don’t care about MTV, b.) I don’t get MTV, or any TV, for that matter, and c.) I’m not a die-hard Twilighter, but I did watch the trailer this morning when PopCandy posted a link to it.

The trailer is already so much better than the book that I hardly know what to say.  Does it look like it’s going to be an unintentional laugh-riot?  Of course.  Will I be there on opening day?  Absolutely.

(I laughed so hard when Jacob ripped out of his clothes when he turned that I was scared I’d attract the attention of other classrooms.)

I’m going to go watch the trailer again.  It’s better than term papers, right?

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Literature Meme

April 27, 2009 at 6:46 pm (Uncategorized)

1) What author do you own the most books by?
It’s totally Francine Pascal.  I own most of the Sweet Valley High Series.

2) What book do you own the most copies of?
That’s kind of a weird question.  I guess I own a few copies of Anastasia Krupnik by Lois Lowry.  Oh, and I have two copies of Wifey by Judy Blume.

3) Did it bother you that both of those questions ended with prepositions?
Yeah, a little.

4) What fictional character are you secretly in love with?

  • Marcus Flutie from the Jessica Darling novels
  • Henry DeTamble from The Time Traveler’s Wife
  • Fred and George Weasley from the Harry Potter series

4a) What fictional character would you most like to be?
It’d be kind of awesome to be Hermione Granger.  I’d also settle for Sookie Stackhouse.  Is that weird?

4b) What fictional character do you think most resembles you?
It’s totally Jessica Darling from Megan McCafferty’s series.  I just reread the entire series, and it’s uncomfortable how closely I identify with her sometimes.  I also see myself in Tibby from Ann Brashares’ The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.

5) What book have you read the most times in your life?
Finding My Voice by Marie G. Lee might teeter near the top of the list.  Princess Furball is probably the picture book I’ve poured over most.

6) What was your favorite book when you were ten years old?
Oh, Christ.  I don’t know.  I was neck-deep in my non-ironic SVH obsession then.  Probably something from the Alice books by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor.

7) What is the worst book you’ve read in the past year?
Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer.

8.) What is the best book you’ve read in the past year?
So many things.  Y: The Last Man by Brian K. Vaughn was phenomenal.  I couldn’t put it down.  The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks by e. Lockhart was great, too.

9) If you could force everyone you tagged to read one book, what would it be?
The Portable Dorothy Parker.

10) Who deserves to win the next Nobel Prize for literature?
I’m so unqualified to answer that question that I’m not going to even attempt to respond.

11) What book would you most like to see made into a movie?

The Jessica Darling series.  It needs to be done, for real.

12) What book would you least like to see made into a movie?
A Girl Named Zippy. Any attempt would just ruin it.

13) Describe your weirdest dream involving a writer, book, or literary character.
I’ve definitely dreamed about Marcus Flutie before, but I’m not sharing the details.

14) What is the most lowbrow book you’ve read as an adult?
I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell by Tucker “I’m a Douchebag” Max.

15) What is the most difficult book you’ve ever read?
How are we defining difficult?  I’ve never made it through the Bible, even though I’ve tried more than once.  I find Hemingway to be absolutely unbearable.  But the hardest time I’ve ever had with a book I had to finish?  Ceremony by Leslie Marmon Silko.

16) What is the most obscure Shakespeare play you’ve seen?
That’s a weird question.  I don’t know.  I’ve seen MacBeth, Romeo + Juliet, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Much Ado About Nothing, The Taming of the Shrew…

17) Do you prefer the French or the Russians?
The Russians.  I really enjoy Nabokov.  I’m going to get through Tolstoy at some point in the future.  I swear it.

18) Roth or Updike?
Yeesh.

19) David Sedaris or Dave Eggers?
Double yeesh.

20) Shakespeare, Milton, or Chaucer?
Shakespeare by default.

21) Austen or Eliot?
Austen FTW.

22) What is the biggest or most embarrassing gap in your reading?

I’ve never read The Catcher in the Rye.  I read a lot of YA fiction.  I don’t get this question.

23) What is your favorite novel?
Oh, it’s like my Sophie’s Choice.  The Handmaid’s Tale by Magaret Atwood?  I don’t know.

24) Play?
The Taming of the Shrew is pretty awesome.  I also really like Wicked.  Whatevs, don’t hate.

25) Poem?
Dorothy Parker’s Unfortunate Coincidence.  Emily Dickinson’s I’m Nobody.  ee. cummings’ i like my body when it is with your.

26) Essay?
I don’t have a good answer for this one.

27) Short story?
“The Lottery” by Shirley Jackson.

28) Work of non-fiction?
Why We Read What We Read by Lisa Adams, A Girl Named Zippy by Haven Kimmel

29) Who is your favorite writer?
Dorothy Parker.

30) Who is the most overrated writer alive today?
David Sedaris.

31) What is your desert island book?
Just one?  The Portable Dorothy Parker.  Sensing a theme?

32) And … what are you reading right now?

  • Harry, A History by Melissa Anelli
  • Prodigal Summer by Barbara Kingsolver
  • The Boyfriend List by E. Lockhart

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This Morning

April 27, 2009 at 7:47 am (Uncategorized) (, , )

There was a tampon on the floor of my classroom.  It wasn’t used, but it was out of its wrapper, and this seemed to distress the students most greatly.

“Ew!  That’s nasty, man!” One girl said loudly during their writing prompt.  She raised her hand.  “Can you come and pick this up?”

“I’m not going to pick it up if it’s gross,” I said, walking over to where she was.  “Oh, for goodness sake.”

“What is it?” various students inquired from around the semi-darkened room.

“It’s a tampon,” I said, exasperatedly.  “It’s not used, you guys.  Get back to work.”  I went over to the teacher’s desk and pulled out a rubber glove, mostly for show, and picked up the offending object, dumping it in the trash.

One of my best slacker students raised his hand.  “I can’t concentrate on the questions now that this has happened.”

“Shock,” I said, smiling.  “Get back to work.”

The students followed my directions and got back to answering their questions in silence, the mini-drama of first hour over.

It’s going to be a long week.

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The Dangers Present in Wireless Internet

April 25, 2009 at 10:16 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , )

My addition to the Internet is well-documented.  I can’t go more than a few hours without checking my email, my google reader, the top headlines on Jezebel.com.  I can give or take a TV in my living space, but that’s because I use my computer for almost everything there is.  It’s my entertainment source, my preferred method of communication, my news source, the way that I prep for classes.

That being said, my addiction has its drawbacks.  The immediacy of the Internet allows for a great deal of idiocy from its users, myself (often) included.  Social networking sites allow users to post their statuses at the drop of a hat, mini-blogs like Twitter allow people to post their musings in 140 characters or less, people use blogs like this one to write post after post of navel-gazing pseudo-intellectual crap.

Crap that they might regret at a later date, when they’ve sobered up, calmed down, re-examined the situation in the harsh light of day.

It tends to be my biggest regret in life.  Posting my most secret thoughts on the Internet is something I’ve been guilty of since I was sixteen years old and was dealing with the absolute pain of high school.  When you’re a sixteen-year-old girl, life is absolutely excruciating.  To be honest, it’s alarming that at 24, my outlook isn’t that different.

So I’m sitting here, listening to sad bastard music, my cell phone within arm’s reach for a phone call that was supposed to come over 20 minutes ago but in all probability won’t arrive at all, feeling the melancholic strings of nostalgia pull at my heart.

Christ.  Did I really just write “feeling the melancholic strings of nostalgia pull at my heart?”  I’m losing what little grip I have left.

Driving home tonight, after hanging up unsatisfied with how my conversation had ended with The Boy (who is out with friends and not me and who referred to me as “a friend” when someone at the house party he’s at asked who he was on the phone with), I willed myself not to cry because I’ve been doing too much of it lately and it doesn’t do me any good and then I turned up the music in my car really loud and I sang-shouted the lyrics to a sad song and it made me feel better and powerful if even for a moment because most of the time I feel like everything is so far out of my control and then I started thinking about whether I’m happy at all with how things are in general and how sad I am about the uncertainty of where my life is headed and also about how I feel like this relationship that I’m in yes I am in a relationship is at a standstill because he won’t acquiese to what was a lighthearted gesture that didn’t mean what he thought it meant and if I really admit it to myself, it still stings and then I started thinking about other nights when I would drive around in the dark and listen to music and think thoughts that I thought were so deep but were really shallow and are still shallow and I’m so SICK of thinking about The Boy and boys in general and then I randomly thought about the original BOY and I wondered if he ever thought about me and

my mind flashed back to this random night early in our relationship where we went to a show of a friend of his and we sat outside while the band loaded up their stuff afterwards and I remember sitting in the chill night air while He smoked an illicit cigarette and sulked about something but I can’t remember what it was.

I wish I remember more about certain things.  My mind used to be so sharp, and even the most insignificant details stuck in my mind and I so confidently boasted that I had a photographic memory and I never forgot anything but now things are slipping away and I

can’t

hold on to them.

I’ll probably delete this in the morning.

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Top 20 Movies of 1997

April 24, 2009 at 7:05 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

Pajiba’s been doing this awesome thing where they post the top 20 movies of a certain year.  They’ve posted the top 20 for 1997, which is awesome because that’s really the first year where I started to see movies obsessively.  The list follows below.  The ones in italics are those I’ve viewed, parentheses are my commentary.

1. Titanic $600,788,188 (7 times in the theater, countless times at home)
2. Men in Black $250,690,539 (With my mom and sister in the theater, bought on VHS)
3. The Lost World: Jurassic Park $229,086,679
4. Liar Liar $181,410,615 (I watch this movie every time I catch it on TV)
5. Air Force One $172,956,409 (I hated this movie.  I watched it with my family one night on cable.)
6. As Good as It Gets $148,478,011 (Viewed in preparation for the Oscars.)
7. Good Will Hunting $138,433,435 (The first R-rated movie I ever saw in the theater.)
8. Star Wars (Special Edition) $138,257,865 (I didn’t see this in the theater, nor have I ever seen the movie from start to finish in one sitting, but I’m counting it anyway.)
9. My Best Friend’s Wedding $127,120,029 (The first time I saw this, I was upset by the ending.  Now I can’t stand Julia Roberts’ character.)
10. Tomorrow Never Dies $125,304,276
11. Face/Off $112,276,146
12. Batman and Robin $107,325,195 (Rubber nipples.)
13. George of the Jungle $105,263,257 (I secretly loved this movie.)
14. Scream 2 $101,363,301 (Watched while baby-sitting my sister in our basement.)
15. Con Air $101,117,573 (I watched this with my dad one night.)
16. Contact $100,920,329 (I still don’t understand this movie.)
17. Hercules $99,112,101 (Not one of my faves, I have to say.)
18. Flubber $92,977,226 (Watched on a TV at the Holiday Inn a few months before my Bat Mitzvah.  Hated. It.)
19. Conspiracy Theory $75,982,834
20. I Know What You Did Last Summer $72,586,134 (Again, watched while baby-sitting T.  When my parents found out, I was grounded.)

Considering that I was 12 when these movies came out, I think it’s pretty impressive/embarrassing that I’ve seen all but 3 of them.  What’s more is that I can remember where I was and who I was with when I viewed these movies for the first time.

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Google Your Name + Needs

April 23, 2009 at 7:13 am (Uncategorized)

Clementine needs your item mall feedback.

Clementine needs new sneakers.

Clementine needs to mellow its lighting.

Clementine needs a cold period.

Clementine needs the Jaws of Life to extract her and loses one of her eyes.

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When I am sitting in a nearly empty coffee shop

April 2, 2009 at 1:58 pm (Uncategorized) (, , )

and three fourteen-year-old girls choose to sit at the table directly next to me, I am allowed to do a little mocking.  It’s just the rules.

I understand the push for freedom and independence that comes with the onset of high school.  Being raised in suburbia, my options were limited, and I remember how frustrating it is to be that old and yet that young.

But, seriously?  The inane topics of conversation are enough to make me pack up my stuff earlier than I intended just to get away.

“Guys, I’m sorry that I didn’t invite you to my 13th birthday party last year.   I should have, but I invited a bunch of people that I shouldn’t have.”

“If the two of them dated, I’d have to like, shoot myself in the face.”

Haha oh god.  They’re still in middle school.  I have to leave.  Now.

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Alive.

March 31, 2009 at 8:46 pm (Uncategorized) (, )

Contrary to popular belief, or at least according to this blog, I am not dead.  I am very much alive.

I moved at the beginning of March, started a new job, got a new car.  I’ve been busy, and I’ve been working on getting my SVH site up and running.

Which is why I have not been posting here.  I hope to rectify that, someday soon.

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Self-congratulatory, narcissistic, meaningless drivel.

February 19, 2009 at 7:05 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

It seems that those lists of 25 things have blown up on Facebook, and I’ve even seen them leaking into some of the blogs I read via my google reader. I love to read random things about people (there’s a whole argument to be made about the fact that the things aren’t really random at all but are carefully selected factoids, but I digress), and so I’ve been devouring these memes like crazy.

What strikes me as odd, however, is that I haven’t been tagged once during this entire meme explosion. Not once, y’all. I don’t know what the odds are of that happening, but they have to be like, one in…some really big number. I’ve never really understood that whole odds thing, anyway.

(As I write this, The Boy is standing over my shoulder, urging me to mention the fact that he has been tagged a shit ton of times. Jerkface.)

So I was thinking, maybe I’d just post my 25 completely not-random things on here? At this point, the meme has been done by so many people that rebellion has set in and people are abstaining from doing it. Therefore, by participating in the 25 things meme, I’m actually counter-counter-culture? (Does that revert it back to mainstream culture? Does it matter?)

Well, Gentle Readers, here goes nothing.

1. I was born on Mother’s Day, at 5:11 in the morning. I’ve been announcing my presence at the most inopportune times ever since.

2. I had the same best friend from 1st grade until 9th grade. She and I still see each other from time-to-time, but we aren’t close like we used to be. Siamese twin close, you know? It can’t sustain itself. Also, we’re very different people.

3. Close friends are something I take very seriously, and therefore do not have a large number of people that I file under “close friend” in my life.

4. People, in general, annoy me. Especially in large groups.

5. When I’m asked why I became a teacher, I usually deadpan, “For the summers off.” This is not actually the reason at all, and I will probably teach during the summer for the next several years.

6. I abuse sarcasm. I don’t see that changing any time soon.

7. When I was in high school, I went through a phase where I quoted movies and TV shows almost constantly. It got so bad that my mom would ask, “What’s that from?” the second I’d finished saying something whether or not it was a Clementine original (I’m very creative, you know). Amusing, it was not.

8. I have a hard time choosing favorite bands or movies, but I have no trouble selecting books and TV shows. Veronica Mars always tops the TV list, and The Portable Dorothy Parker has been my number one literary obsession for years.

9. I really like music, but I don’t consider myself to be a snob. My music tastes change with my moods (which are likely to change without any notice, as The Boy can attest), and I tend to prefer pop music to sing along to in the car. I also tend to favor female singers with self-deprecating lyrics, so I guess it’s pretty much a crapshoot.

10. Speaking of music, I’ve been to more than one Hanson concert. They were my first real music obsession (no, Raffi doesn’t count), and I maintain that they’re talented musicians, which is an argument I will keep making until I die.

11. When I get sick of the music on my iPod/the radio, I’ve been known to listen to a large amount of NPR. I like the station in general, but Wait, Wait Don’t Tell Me! is one of my favorite things in the world.

12. My workouts usually take place on a stationary bike, and while I love to read while pedaling, I find that it slows down my RPMs, so I usually watch TV on DVD instead.

13. I just finished the first season of Gossip Girl and find myself thinking about the show and the characters more than I’m comfortable with.

14. I collect recipes obsessively. My favorite recipes to try out involve baked goods, but I’m trying to get into savory recipes to expand my abilities in the kitchen.

15. Easter candy is my favorite candy. I can’t explain it. I love Starburst Jellybeans, chocolate eggs, marshmallow Peeps. The pastel colors probably don’t hurt, either.

16. I’m a self-professed Jossverse fan.  I actually own a “Joss Whedon is My Master Now” t-shirt.  It’s only seen the light of day once, and that was the night I went to see Serenity.  It was a theater full of Joss-nerds.  There was no judgment.

17. Sometimes I get up early in the morning so I can watch the back-to-back episodes of Saved By The Bell on TBS.  Then I go back to bed.

18. I feel like this list is turning into a list of all my guilty pleasures.  In a way, I guess it kind of is.  It’s as though my life is full of these elusive, yet fragile things.

19. When it comes to relationships, I tend to favor long-term monogamous relationships and then long periods of being single.  I do not have a lot of ex-boyfriends, and the longest I’ve ever been single is three and a half years.

20. I’m not on speaking terms with any of my exes.

21. While I tend to judge people fairly harshly, I am incredibly adept at reading a person.  My impressions of people are rarely wrong, but when they are, I freely admit it.

22. I used to write poetry until I realized that I was terrible at writing poetry.  Now I write mostly unfinished fiction of the mediocre variety.

23. I played with Barbies much longer than my peers did.  I’m not going to give you an exact age-range, but I will tell you that the last time I was caught playing with them, it was by my younger sister, who had come home from a date.

24. She sat down without a word and joined me.

25. I pick my nose every day.  It’s so satisfying, and it’s definitely my grossest habit.
Well, there you have it, gentle readers.  It took me much longer to put this list together.  I hope you enjoyed it.  I know I did.

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