We have another member aboard the Kayla-worship... ship. (ahah, that just sounded so awkward, I love it).
New follower, thank you for making my 3:28 AM special.
For you. Me write. Me say stuffs. Yay! Everybody happy!
Random Ideas That Have Popped Into My Head/ Pissed Me Off
1. Why am I listening to Britany Spears right now? The same three songs... for the last half hour?
Um, I'm switching. Now.
Thank you Airplanes by The Ready Set. My love goes out to you, too.
2. Movies with hidden clips after the credits.
You. Piss me off.
Here I was, in the theatre at the showing of Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides. The movie just ended; everybody acts as if a fire alarm has been pulled, throwing themselves out the doors, pouring out like a too thin pancake batter. Nasty, right?
What's worse is that I'm the awkward person standing with my friend, waiting.
Waiting.
After an eternity, I glance at my phone, squinting at the blurred too-small-numbers. That can't be right.
How long have these credits and bloody annoying (epic) pirate background music been rolling.
Do you really have to name every little boy?! Every food caterer to the caterers?!
Oh. Look-y there, the minimum wage cleaners have arrived to fill their bellies with forgotten candies and to sweep the floor. How many people are left again? Ten... maybe?
I wait. We all wait. In anticipation.
The cleaners just want to seem nonchalant, squirming into corners, doing little stationary sweeping motions to appear productive. Camouflaged by their cinema-ordained khakis, they might not even be there, if it wasn't for the awkwardness. I glance inwards, leaning, aiming for a closer look. Is that the lady in my math class who I saw cleaning in the bathrooms earlier?
Ah! She spotted me! Advert eyes, look away, look away!
...
Silence.
Then appears... the dreaded black screen. The moment of truth.
Will there be more, or just disappointment? (I enjoy good ol' pirate music, but not 20 minutes worth. They could have made those credits a minimovie of their own! Staff of the Caribbean: At Pay's End.)
Okay, okay.
I see... I see a girl! The girl! My time has not been wasted!
My mouth hangs wide open, eyes glazing over with pure attentiveness.
....
One minute later.
...
"Is there going to be another movie?"
And so the journey continues and I'll hopefully get to see the lovely face of Jack Sparrow star in another movie. If not, I want a voodoo doll, too. (aha, inside joke to the... evil... cliff hanger/piss off kayla/ blow mind/ thingy.)
3. I'm an unproductive reader.
Sometimes, I don't start/finish a book because:
-It's too beautiful to end.
-I don't want to become a beast engulfed in a book
(like Mockingjay. My father would ask, "W-would you like a snack? A drink?" And I'd growl and spout things such as "I'm bloody reading!" "He died?!" "Let me enjoy this!!" "Graghfghgf!!")
-Get distracted
-Don't want to know if I'll have to wait for a sequel
-It's summer
It's good to know the only thing I've read this summer is manga and The Secret Unicorn (Part One of Four). And I don't plan on reading the others.
Me? Accomplished much?
You betcha.
4. I've been writing a (craptastic) story.
Should I put some of it on here (?), cause I most definitely need an excuse to write. Long term, kayla-only stories aren't exactly my thing.
I get off topic a lot.
Did I mention I like kitties? :3
With love,
The Wendy who almost has a cumulative 30,000 page views. (sorry, watched a 2-hour Peter Pan movie. Because I'm obviously the coolest. Maybe that's why I'm thinking about pirates...)
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Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
One Day: Musings
One day...
I'm going to be some famous writer and you can say--
"Woah, man, I read that chick's blog! You think her book is messed up-- try her mind!!"
Aha. Ahaha.
One day...
I'm going to have the most bad-assed bonsai the world has ever seen.
One day...
I'll get my parents to close the bathroom when they have to go.
One day...
I'll open an affordable French cafe.
One day...
My keyboard will have the "accent aigu" so that I can spell café correctly.
One day...
I'll figure out what shade of foundation to use. Polish yellow is quite hard to find.
One day...
I'll stop abusing my friends so much (but what fun is that?).
One day...
I will open a knickknack shop called "Nook's Cranny" for all the shit I've always wanted to hoard.
One day...
I'm going to crochet something again instead of just buying yarn.
One day...
I will prove that Pluto is still a planet and that dwarfs should not be treated differently.
MVEMJSUNP. How else are we supposed to get pizzas?!
One day...
I will go to bed on time...
(Uh. I suppose that's my cue to go.)
--------------
With tired eyes,
Oceana (a kayla who remembers this old regimen)
I'm going to be some famous writer and you can say--
"Woah, man, I read that chick's blog! You think her book is messed up-- try her mind!!"
Aha. Ahaha.
One day...
I'm going to have the most bad-assed bonsai the world has ever seen.
One day...
I'll get my parents to close the bathroom when they have to go.
One day...
I'll open an affordable French cafe.
One day...
My keyboard will have the "accent aigu" so that I can spell café correctly.
One day...
I'll figure out what shade of foundation to use. Polish yellow is quite hard to find.
One day...
I'll stop abusing my friends so much (but what fun is that?).
One day...
I will open a knickknack shop called "Nook's Cranny" for all the shit I've always wanted to hoard.
One day...
I'm going to crochet something again instead of just buying yarn.
One day...
I will prove that Pluto is still a planet and that dwarfs should not be treated differently.
MVEMJSUNP. How else are we supposed to get pizzas?!
One day...
I will go to bed on time...
(Uh. I suppose that's my cue to go.)
--------------
With tired eyes,
Oceana (a kayla who remembers this old regimen)
Friday, July 2, 2010
But..... I'M SLOW!!
Time to catch up on the books I've been reading the last few months.... stupid slacker tendencies. I'll see if I can remember what I had to say about them- I really hate my memory.
It'll recall stupid minute details, though nothing important.
Starting with....
Cut by Patricia McCormick
Starting with what the back cover had to say....
Callie cuts herself. Never too deep, never enough to die. But enough to feel the pain. Enough to feel the scream inside.
Now she's at Sea Pines, a "residental treatment facility" filled with girls struggling with problems of their own. Callie doesn't want to have anything to do with them. She doesn't want anything to do with anyone. She won't even speak.
But Callie can only stay silent for so long....
---
My take on it:
It's never a good sign when a book begins with three pages of positive reviews.
Why?
The publisher is basically putting the raves up as a safety net-
"Don't like it? You.... you have to like the book! Look at these famous people! See all this?! They liked it... So you ha-have to... Have to! HAVE TO!!!"
Yeah, you see where I'm going.
The second thing- Patricia McCormick's take on self-multilation was very shallow feeling. And fake. In her interviews (and on the book's back) it stated that she took three years to interview people and write this 149 page book. This brings up the question... Had she ever done it? No.
Not that I have a problem with that, it just seems very artificial in the book...
In an interview:
Q: How much research did you do for Cut?
A: Writing Cut took three years. I started out doing a lot of research. Then, at the advice of an editor friend, I decided to put all my research material aside and let the story come, not from my notes or my books, but from my imagination. After the book was finished I visited a clinic for girls who self-injure. I was terrified that I'd gotten everything wrong. I was pleased and touched to see that my imaginary characters were surprisingly similar to the real people who shared their stories with me.
More importantly, I was gratified by the girls who read the manuscript and who told me how pleased they were that someone was interested in telling their story.
Very sweet and all....
See how this was a bad combination?
You can't turn feelings and the lack of into notes, graphs, research-- you'll get it wrong.
Gah! Sorry, but this bothered me, how she portrayed everything (as much as I remember).
At least this book (overly)simplifies things so they make sense to those who aren't too familiar in this territory.
As a character, I didn't care much for Callie, either. Not that she had much of a personality to begin with.
At the end of the story (believe me, you're not missing anything), I believe she escapes "Sick Minds" (what she nicknamed the place) to see her family. After getting tired and winding up Dunkin' Donuts, she calls her dad. They talk for a bit, a back and forth conversation.
Then he says- "So. Where we going? Home?"
And little miss Callie goes "Back to Sick Minds."
...
Bravo.
....
Didn't you just run from the place?
And I thought you didn't like it there... and didn't want to go back?
I GIVE UP ON YOU!
Kayla's remembered rating/guesstamation:
3.5/10
Tiddles And Bits from other people's reviews!
Terrence Ibarra (1/5) *stars
"Creating a contrived "cutter" does nothing but harm"
I'm not sure who was involved in letting this thing out, but perhaps they should reevaluate their criteria, not to mention their careers. As for the author, if in fact she never has cut herself, I would suggest she look, in the future, towards her own experience, rather than co-opting a serious issue that afflicts so many. It is already misunderstood enough. Cutting does not need this sort of false publicity, this pseudo-understanding, this ingenuous "creativity."
A Customer (2/5)
"Superficial treatment of a deep subject"
I had expected more from this book when i bought it. After reading the summary on the back cover, i was hoping to read a serious novel that truly confronted the issue of self-injury (SI). Instead, i found the book to be lacking in depth and using SI as a gimmick to establish the lead character, Callie, in the setting of the book.
"Cut" is not a novel about the issue of cutting. It is a novel about a girl in an adolescent psychiatric ward. As written, the book is a very diluted version of "Girl, Interrupted," describing Callie's stay in the ward and some experiences with her therapist and with the other patients. With very little effort, this book could be rewritten as a story of a girl with an eating disorder or a substance abuse problem--the type of mental-health issue is unimportant to the plot.
If you are looking for a story about life in a psychiatric ward, written at a middle school level, this book is perfect and very readable. If, however, you are looking for a book for older teens or adults, or for a book specifically confronting the issue of self-injury, you will likely find "Cut" very disapppointing.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE:
Mid-Praire Teen (5/5)
"A great book on real life problems"
I'm reviewing a great book called Cut by Patricia McCormick. It is a wonderful descriptive novel about a girl named Callie who cuts herself and her father works a lot to make money so they can take care of her brother since he's sick. Her mother doesn't work and she stay's home with her brother Sam so he doesn't get sick anymore. Callie's parents send her to Sea Pines so she can get better just with a little help. Her parents can visit, and do a couple of times. She has to go to group with other people with the same problem as her or something else. Callie doesn't talk during group or even sit by the group. She sits by herself by a window not really paying attention. After group she goes to talk to a counselor to talk about things somewhat personal. To find out what else happens and what Callie decides to do you have to read the book yourself.
I thought this book was very descriptive, and really good to read. If I could rate this book between 1-10 I would rate it a 10. That's how much I liked it. I don't have the same problem as Callie, but I know people that are so it gave me some new perspectives to think about. If you like books about real life problems then you would like this book.
Woops... Who let the toddlers on the computer again?!
Good job, you summarized the book, gave it a perfect score..... but didn't give any good reasons why you could stand the thing!!
*huff*
My friend Juhi suggested it to me.... but honestly- I didn't care for it. Sorry, loff. (Luna, that's a different story)
What's even more disappointing is that I had to special order it. EIGHT BUCKS. It's tiny, too... (didn't check the pages when ordering.)
On the bright side (a less sarcastic one), one less book I have to review.... a good six to go.
Until next time!
It'll recall stupid minute details, though nothing important.
Starting with....
Cut by Patricia McCormick
Starting with what the back cover had to say....
Callie cuts herself. Never too deep, never enough to die. But enough to feel the pain. Enough to feel the scream inside.
Now she's at Sea Pines, a "residental treatment facility" filled with girls struggling with problems of their own. Callie doesn't want to have anything to do with them. She doesn't want anything to do with anyone. She won't even speak.
But Callie can only stay silent for so long....
---
My take on it:
It's never a good sign when a book begins with three pages of positive reviews.
Why?
The publisher is basically putting the raves up as a safety net-
"Don't like it? You.... you have to like the book! Look at these famous people! See all this?! They liked it... So you ha-have to... Have to! HAVE TO!!!"
Yeah, you see where I'm going.
The second thing- Patricia McCormick's take on self-multilation was very shallow feeling. And fake. In her interviews (and on the book's back) it stated that she took three years to interview people and write this 149 page book. This brings up the question... Had she ever done it? No.
Not that I have a problem with that, it just seems very artificial in the book...
In an interview:
Q: How much research did you do for Cut?
A: Writing Cut took three years. I started out doing a lot of research. Then, at the advice of an editor friend, I decided to put all my research material aside and let the story come, not from my notes or my books, but from my imagination. After the book was finished I visited a clinic for girls who self-injure. I was terrified that I'd gotten everything wrong. I was pleased and touched to see that my imaginary characters were surprisingly similar to the real people who shared their stories with me.
More importantly, I was gratified by the girls who read the manuscript and who told me how pleased they were that someone was interested in telling their story.
Very sweet and all....
See how this was a bad combination?
You can't turn feelings and the lack of into notes, graphs, research-- you'll get it wrong.
Gah! Sorry, but this bothered me, how she portrayed everything (as much as I remember).
At least this book (overly)simplifies things so they make sense to those who aren't too familiar in this territory.
As a character, I didn't care much for Callie, either. Not that she had much of a personality to begin with.
At the end of the story (believe me, you're not missing anything), I believe she escapes "Sick Minds" (what she nicknamed the place) to see her family. After getting tired and winding up Dunkin' Donuts, she calls her dad. They talk for a bit, a back and forth conversation.
Then he says- "So. Where we going? Home?"
And little miss Callie goes "Back to Sick Minds."
...
Bravo.
....
Didn't you just run from the place?
And I thought you didn't like it there... and didn't want to go back?
I GIVE UP ON YOU!
Kayla's remembered rating/guesstamation:
3.5/10
Tiddles And Bits from other people's reviews!
Terrence Ibarra (1/5) *stars
"Creating a contrived "cutter" does nothing but harm"
I'm not sure who was involved in letting this thing out, but perhaps they should reevaluate their criteria, not to mention their careers. As for the author, if in fact she never has cut herself, I would suggest she look, in the future, towards her own experience, rather than co-opting a serious issue that afflicts so many. It is already misunderstood enough. Cutting does not need this sort of false publicity, this pseudo-understanding, this ingenuous "creativity."
A Customer (2/5)
"Superficial treatment of a deep subject"
I had expected more from this book when i bought it. After reading the summary on the back cover, i was hoping to read a serious novel that truly confronted the issue of self-injury (SI). Instead, i found the book to be lacking in depth and using SI as a gimmick to establish the lead character, Callie, in the setting of the book.
"Cut" is not a novel about the issue of cutting. It is a novel about a girl in an adolescent psychiatric ward. As written, the book is a very diluted version of "Girl, Interrupted," describing Callie's stay in the ward and some experiences with her therapist and with the other patients. With very little effort, this book could be rewritten as a story of a girl with an eating disorder or a substance abuse problem--the type of mental-health issue is unimportant to the plot.
If you are looking for a story about life in a psychiatric ward, written at a middle school level, this book is perfect and very readable. If, however, you are looking for a book for older teens or adults, or for a book specifically confronting the issue of self-injury, you will likely find "Cut" very disapppointing.
ON THE BRIGHT SIDE:
Mid-Praire Teen (5/5)
"A great book on real life problems"
I'm reviewing a great book called Cut by Patricia McCormick. It is a wonderful descriptive novel about a girl named Callie who cuts herself and her father works a lot to make money so they can take care of her brother since he's sick. Her mother doesn't work and she stay's home with her brother Sam so he doesn't get sick anymore. Callie's parents send her to Sea Pines so she can get better just with a little help. Her parents can visit, and do a couple of times. She has to go to group with other people with the same problem as her or something else. Callie doesn't talk during group or even sit by the group. She sits by herself by a window not really paying attention. After group she goes to talk to a counselor to talk about things somewhat personal. To find out what else happens and what Callie decides to do you have to read the book yourself.
I thought this book was very descriptive, and really good to read. If I could rate this book between 1-10 I would rate it a 10. That's how much I liked it. I don't have the same problem as Callie, but I know people that are so it gave me some new perspectives to think about. If you like books about real life problems then you would like this book.
Woops... Who let the toddlers on the computer again?!
Good job, you summarized the book, gave it a perfect score..... but didn't give any good reasons why you could stand the thing!!
*huff*
My friend Juhi suggested it to me.... but honestly- I didn't care for it. Sorry, loff. (Luna, that's a different story)
What's even more disappointing is that I had to special order it. EIGHT BUCKS. It's tiny, too... (didn't check the pages when ordering.)
On the bright side (a less sarcastic one), one less book I have to review.... a good six to go.
Until next time!
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Meh
Yeah, meh you, too.
For the person who insists on "meh"ing almost every post, shut the f*ck up.
*insert smiley face*
For the person who insists on "meh"ing almost every post, shut the f*ck up.
*insert smiley face*
Do I see you blogging? No. I don't.
If you put MEH every single time, WHY ARE YOU EVEN READING?!?
Not that I HAVE A PROBLEM with people's opinions- it's just like SERIOUSLY!!
Get your meh's out somewhere else!!
Had sex? Say freaking MEH.
Forgot a condom? MEH.
If you put MEH every single time, WHY ARE YOU EVEN READING?!?
Not that I HAVE A PROBLEM with people's opinions- it's just like SERIOUSLY!!
Get your meh's out somewhere else!!
Had sex? Say freaking MEH.
Forgot a condom? MEH.
Failed a test. MEH.
Passed a test. MEH.
Got pulled over. MEH.
Became cannibalistic. MEH.
Passed a test. MEH.
Got pulled over. MEH.
Became cannibalistic. MEH.
Found out your bra is a AAA. MEH.
Ate a bucket of icecream in your sorrows. MEH.
Just don't bring your MEHs into my blog, ya hear?!
*paces around argrily*
And I SWEAR, if you MEH this post, too-- it won't be that fuuny 'cause:
I THOUGHT OF IT FIRST!! HAH HAH.
And I really don't like you-- if you mix up the letters, adding one, you get METH.
METH is bad, therefore MEH is bad. GET IT?!
The night owl,
angreh meh-chan.
Ate a bucket of icecream in your sorrows. MEH.
Just don't bring your MEHs into my blog, ya hear?!
*paces around argrily*
And I SWEAR, if you MEH this post, too-- it won't be that fuuny 'cause:
I THOUGHT OF IT FIRST!! HAH HAH.
And I really don't like you-- if you mix up the letters, adding one, you get METH.
METH is bad, therefore MEH is bad. GET IT?!
The night owl,
angreh meh-chan.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Short Rant
(how much amage can I do in 10 minutes?)
People who have etsy accounts REALLY piss me off cause when I'm looknig up free patterns, all I see are the names of the blog posts and some of the description.
I find something perfect! Abosolutely perfect! - like a ferret or a fox or a wolf or a cat or a manga figure... OR A WHALE--
And I find out that they expect me to dish out six bucks. No, way. No freaking way am I supporting people with my effort. And string. And parent's money.
Okay, sometimes.
(2 minutes in)
Old people can piss me off, too. Like when I'll be waiting in line... and I am in a HURRY obviously...
But no, they have to be at the cash register, counting their pennies.
The lines that they occupy are being plugged up. Just. Like. Their. Bowels.
And I wonder to myself after running through the store for my item, why in the world was I moving above 2 mph in the first place?! It wasn't gonig to make a difference. I could literally make the product myself in that allot time period.
(4 minutes)
Stupid people also give me the heeby jeebies. No, not just the generic "I'm an idiot and it's okay with me" thing-- it's the "I'm an idiot and am popular BECAUSE my brain is the size of a small nut" who annoy me. Yay future leaders of america for being dumb*sses!!
Makes me feel so patriotic and proud to be "AN AMERICAN IDIOT!!" (breaks out into song)
(six min)
And then there are people like me who can piss themselves off. It's quite easy, actually.
I can just call myself something and the battle begins.... no... wait... that's over food.
Wait, what? I think I've just confused myself... Please don't tell me that's dragged me into the ranks of the idiots in group three of my list. Oh the horror. THE HORROR.
And now I'm just rambling, which I do best.....
(8 minutes)
Who did I evenb to this in the first place.
I kinda need to study and take a shower and I want to crochet a freaking cloud-- but no. I'm a procrastinator (caught myself, almost wrote prostitute.... wooops. Didn't need for that to get out)
In case you're from group 3....
I WAS JOKING
Goodnight everyone one,
The Rushinator (a kayla who wishes her name was something cooler)
DONE!! (MAH 10 MINUTE BLOG-RANT)
People who have etsy accounts REALLY piss me off cause when I'm looknig up free patterns, all I see are the names of the blog posts and some of the description.
I find something perfect! Abosolutely perfect! - like a ferret or a fox or a wolf or a cat or a manga figure... OR A WHALE--
And I find out that they expect me to dish out six bucks. No, way. No freaking way am I supporting people with my effort. And string. And parent's money.
Okay, sometimes.
(2 minutes in)
Old people can piss me off, too. Like when I'll be waiting in line... and I am in a HURRY obviously...
But no, they have to be at the cash register, counting their pennies.
The lines that they occupy are being plugged up. Just. Like. Their. Bowels.
And I wonder to myself after running through the store for my item, why in the world was I moving above 2 mph in the first place?! It wasn't gonig to make a difference. I could literally make the product myself in that allot time period.
(4 minutes)
Stupid people also give me the heeby jeebies. No, not just the generic "I'm an idiot and it's okay with me" thing-- it's the "I'm an idiot and am popular BECAUSE my brain is the size of a small nut" who annoy me. Yay future leaders of america for being dumb*sses!!
Makes me feel so patriotic and proud to be "AN AMERICAN IDIOT!!" (breaks out into song)
(six min)
And then there are people like me who can piss themselves off. It's quite easy, actually.
I can just call myself something and the battle begins.... no... wait... that's over food.
Wait, what? I think I've just confused myself... Please don't tell me that's dragged me into the ranks of the idiots in group three of my list. Oh the horror. THE HORROR.
And now I'm just rambling, which I do best.....
(8 minutes)
Who did I evenb to this in the first place.
I kinda need to study and take a shower and I want to crochet a freaking cloud-- but no. I'm a procrastinator (caught myself, almost wrote prostitute.... wooops. Didn't need for that to get out)
In case you're from group 3....
I WAS JOKING
Goodnight everyone one,
The Rushinator (a kayla who wishes her name was something cooler)
DONE!! (MAH 10 MINUTE BLOG-RANT)
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