Book Klub 6.

Um.

Books read:

1. Darkest Mercy
2, 3, & 4: Iron Fey Books
5. Cryer's Cross
6. Haunting Violet

I'm over halfway done with the third Mortal Instruments book, and after that I'm reading a Buffy book that I picked up for three bucks.

Yeah. Crap mood. Not really doing anything. Unhappy. Pissed. Hating authority. The usual.

~KK. Somewhere. USA.

As for the hurricane, stay safe, and if I disappear, assume I've either died or my power's out. Whichever.

I can officially be declared... DISTURBED.

Okay. Well. I'm pretty sure I'm being stalked on facebook. So Imma talk about that first, then get to the good shit later.

Alright. So. My "friend" (or so facebook tells me) goes on Chat and starts talking to me. This was our exact conversation:

Her: Go check ur fone
Me: Why? You can just tell me on here, as we're speaking now.
Her: I can't my computer is goin to crash.
Me: Surrrrrrre. My phone's dead, anyway. [It actually wasn't, I just wasn't in the mood to deal with the stalker who I never gave my number to.]
Her: Well charge it
Me: Nah. If it was something important, you could've told me here. So, it must not've been that great.
Her: Yeah it is
Me: Then why don't you tell me now?
Her: Cause I'm on fb and textin and it's hard.
Me: Just... wow. Goodbye. This is stupid.
Her: Y
KK is offline

Honestly. If this is what public education leads up to for most people, the younger generations should be terrified for what's going to happen to them. This girl who was talking at me made the advanced math group. You really know school's standards are going down when a dumbass like that passes.

As for me being disturbed? I have a cousin. Who is, I guess, will be in sixth grade when we start again next week (I'm scared shitless. I do NOT wanna go back anymore.).

On facebook, I was added by about four girls whom I've heard the names of, but they're not like part of the "band cult" or anything, so I don't really know them.

Just today, some of their crap was on my news feed, and according to my cousin, they're in her grade. So, not in highs school yet.

One of them has blue hair. Completely blue, not like a streak or something. The other has black hair with red streaks in it. I looked into their accounts a little more, and these, what, eleven year olds? Are saying "fuck you" and "he's sooooooo sexy" to each other.

Honestly, modern society?

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?

~Caffeine requiring KK, Somewhere, USA.

Or maybe I just need meds to start my brain back up. Whichever.

KK Really doesn't want to... Book Klub 5 (I think)

I'm in a fucking bad mood.

Yay, I made the team I wanted.

The enthusiasm for that is quenched by the emotional fuckwittage flying around. I'm cranking it up to a level eight now. Gah.

Books read: Same as last time.

I'm not quite through with Haunting Violet, because of how ridiculously boring the beginning was. 60 pages or so left.

So, after this, I'm going to read the third Mortal Instruments book, City of Glass, for the first time, because my library finally pulled through and gave me the damn book.

It's late. I'm tired. (Remember the clock at the bottom is wrong. Or it was last time I checked, anyway. It used to be three hours ahead. I'm betting it still is) I'm sick of drama. Sick of late nights and waking up early. I really am sick of the beginning of school madness.

Ack. I wish you a better night than mine was.

And, lo and behold, I have to wake up early again tomorrow.

FUCK ICING.

~KK. Somewhere. UfuckingS.

Quick Harry Potter thing

So, apparently, my friend was on Omegle today, and she was asking people about Harry Potter. Here are the results:

27 Mudbloods, or people who swore at her/called Harry Potter gay and "fucking stupid".
15 Ravenclaws.
14 Muggles, who either said they were Muggles, or didn't understand the question.
13 Hufflepuffs.
12 Slytherins.
11 Gryffindors.
2 Death Eaters.

So, if we add my answer, there are 16 Ravenclaws.

What about you guys?

Oh. I didn't get into Pottermore, either, but oh well.

Also, I have more tryouts Saturday, so I dunno when Book Klub will be. Oh shit. I didn't finish that damn book yet.

~Oops, KK, Somewhere, USA.

How to be a Rockstar: KK Style

So, I went to a concert last night. Not for a band I like, but for one my parents do. So, needless to say, there were a lot of old people there. Not, like forty-year-olds (though there were quite a few of them) but, like, eighty-something people.
I mean, the whole place reeked of cigarettes and old people. Ew.

But, I think I picked up a couple tips of how I'm going to skyrocket into instant stardom as a rockstar as a singer. (Not)

1. Be sure to have lots of flashing lights so as to blind the people watching so they don't see either that you're lip syncing or how sweaty and disgusting you are.


2. Have the bass turned way up so that it pounds the ground underneath the stage so your fans can feel it through their shoes so it can make its way into their souls.


3. Have the "Background" instruments (keyboard, guitar, drums, bass) turned up louder than your microphone so the audience can't hear any slip-ups with words, notes, or harmony.


4. When you can't breathe or your voice is tired, it's perfectly acceptable to just turn the mic to the audience so they can sing instead of hearing you, like they came to.


5. Randomly talk inbetween songs.


6. Make sure that behind you, screens are showing various designs, so as to hypnotize your audience into such a state that they're not even hearing the song anymore.


7. Be sure to have the lights/lasers going over the crowd bright enough so those with ADD (much like myself) are able to people-watch, completely oblivious to what's going on onstage.


8. It doesn't matter that the music you're playing is way beyond its glory days, these people still want to hear you "ROOOOOOCCCCCKKKK!".


9. Be sure to say the state and town that the concert's in many times throughout the concert - we don't want these people to forget where they are


10. Be sure that those who aren't standing in the crowd feel bad, even if they are ninety. They came to rock, so stand they should!

Sorry. I'm probably mean, but I'm quite sick of seeing spots in front of my eyes from those lights.

So, I have a couple unrelated things/questions:

Blogger won't let me comment on other blogs, so if I follow you, trust that I'm reading, as I'm unable to comment.
Should I make more things like this? I kind of enjoyed making it.

~Ready to be a Rockstar KK, Somewhere, USA.

Emotional Fuckwittage

(This post contains profanity, angst, probably offensive material, and... oh, who the hell cares?)

I have to leave (to go eat your babies) soon, so this is just my rant before I won't get home to midnight. So it's not thought out. At all.

Right. It's summer, I have my schedule to go back to Hell High, I've already found out which people that I don't want to kill are in my classes, but, already, the amount of fuckwittage that comes along with school is already cropping up from a relaxed summer 0, to a mid-school 5. Out of ten.

GODDAMNIT.

This is why, honestly, I'd rather be around the disgusting boys. Being around them, you don't have to deal with fuckwittage, because they don't give a SHIT. Well, most of them. Then you have the few who I'm positive are gay who laugh when the word "penis" or "balls" is mentioned around them.

Honestly? Go back to kindergarden. Pussies.

Actually, I have to leave NOW, so I'll continue this later. Probably tomorrow, since I have no idea when I'll be back.

~Rushed and unhappy KK, Somewhere, USA.

KK... Wins? Probably Not.

Geeze. People on the internet are HOSTILE. Well, no, the idiots on Youtube are hostile.

Pity for them I've taken more Creative Writing classes than I care to count and can defend myself with words almost as well as I can with my fists.

No, I'm not from the 'Hood or anything (hans? Where are you when I need you?!), but I've been taking Karate since second grade. So, yeah, I was a kickass third grader.

The pity is, for those on Youtube who think it's hilarious to say they're coming after people on the internet, if they did, they'd probably in a drug-induced (or perhaps alcohol-induced) stupor, and they'd end up sprawled on a street somewhere not long after they'd try to attack me. Not that I'd be easily found, you guys don't even know my full name, and I've been Blogging longer than I've been an active Youtuber.

So, yeah, I'm not particularly worried about dumbass Youtube thugs at the moment.

I'm more concerned with softball coach thugs, truthfully. I'm trying a couple more teams, then I always have my old team to fall back on - I just don't want to. Our coach keeps trying to mess with us - Our swing, our stance, even the way I bloody pitch. AND I DON'T LIKE HIM.

Jackass.

He treats his assistants more like slaves than anything, his daughter his the Queen Of The Softball Team, and I swear he tries to rape the rest of us. It's ridiculous. Hence why I was so upset Saturday.

But, I shall not angst about idiots any longer.

I'm off to bat now.

~Softball Obsessed KK, Somewhere, USA.

YAAAAWWWWWNNNNNN

I don't know if I'm exhausted, bored, freezing, dying slowly, or what, but I cannot stop yawning. At all.

I'm still kind of upset over what went on yesterday, but whatever. That whole thing was pretty much bullshit anyway.

Oh God. Lex sent me something....

It's a T-shirt. Guess what it says?
"No one cares what actors think."

Gee, Lex, you're just a laff riot. I KNOW YOU READ THIS. AND I'M GOING TO SEE YOU TOMORROW ANYWAY. AND THAT WAS A LOT OF UNECESSARY CAPS LOCK. DOES ANYONE FEEL LIKE I'M SCREAMING AT YOU? I DO!

Okay. Enough of that.

I love you, my dahling, for mentioning my blog to seventy people. I can't give you a name because she told my not to, but dahling, I love you.

And since she mentioned me to a bunch of RENTheads:

I prefer the movie cast, because it has Idina Menzel and Rosario Dawson in it, but I'm sad that they left out Goodbye Love, Christmas Bells, and Happy New Year from it. Um... the first time I saw RENT, I was around ten years old, and my favorite character was Mimi, and it remains so. Except for Vanessa Hudgens as Mimi. That's just torturous.

~KK, who loves her dahling, Somewhere, USA.

Book Klub 4

I'm in a shitty mood. Something I worked really really hard at for, like, five months just totally refused me.

And then, of course, it's Saturday, so I MUST make a new book list thing!

Books finished:

1. Darkest Mercy
2. The Iron King
3. The Iron Daughter
4. The Iron Queen
5. Cryer's Cross

Um... The Iron Queen was suspenseful and epic, and my favorite book in that series.

Cryer's Cross? READ IT. I don't care if you're ten or eighty-two, read Cryer's Cross. It's just, amazing. Perfect. Speaking as someone who knows someone with OCD especially, it makes it even better. Just... go read it.

Now I'm reading Haunting Violet by... damnit. I left the book downstairs. Let me go check. K. Haunting Violet by Alyxandra Harvey.

The cover makes it sound really interesting. "Voilet doesn't believe in ghosts... but they believe in her"
I'm only about fifty pages into it, but so far it's been pretty boring. I'm hoping it gets more interesting later, otherwise, it's going to make a short book feel long.

After Haunting Violet, I'm thinking I'm going to read All Just Glass by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes.

So... yeah.

Sorry. I just kind of feel like crying. I worked so FREAKING hard, and some people got in automatically, and it's just full of bullshit and sadness....

Well. There's always next week. And more things to do, I suppose.

~Depressed and exhausted KK, Somewhere, USA.

Might As Well Be An Albino

Sorry. The title's probably mean. But my friends (drama/band nerd Thorny, smirking at me over thar) usually say that to me. "Might as well be an albino, KK!" Sometimes vampyre (HoN Spelling. NOT twilight.), depending on the circumstances.

See, I don't like going out in the sun. But there is reason for it, at least.

You right now are listening to the ramblings of the MOST sun burnt person in band camp right now. I'm not kidding. We had a comparison contest thing and everything. So... piccolos got 20 points. At least we gained that much for it.

I do put on sunscreen. But we're out there for a good five hours doing drill and such, and it probably fades or something.

So, yeah, I can't really move anything above my neck right now, and you can see where my flip-folder goes on my arm. AND half my face is burnt, because of my side-bangs.

Yeah. I kind of look like a mess right now. And I already know once this burn fades, I'm just going to turn back to the pale creature I usually am. Damn skin.

Oh. Before I forget:

Emergency Book Klub Thing(er) :

I lied.
The Iron Fey is not a trilogy, there is in fact another book coming out... this November? Entitled The Iron Knight.

Other than that, see you later!

~Burnt and Unhappy KK, Somewhere, USA.

Ohohohohohoho! I have a softball tryout this Saturday morning with no definite time of return! Book Klub may be late, but I won't get punished because I'm announcing it now! HAH!

Ohwell

Rofl. I entered a fanfiction contest, like, a month ago, and I found the results today.

I didn't win. Because I can't win shit.

The sad thing is, I was pretty proud of my entry.

DAMNIT.

Well. I have band camp every day, 7-4, so I don't really have much to say. We called a guy gay and threw his crap down the steps, I got sworn at by a drum major, the usual. I'm just in kind of a crappy mood recently.

The sad thing is: I almost can't wait for school to start.

I go back the 29th. Which is okay by me. A year feels like a month.

Oh, getting ahead of the game, are any of you planning on doing nanowrimo this year? Currently, I'm thinking I'm not going to (this time. I've done it three years running though), but I think that's just my crappy mood talking, because I only thought of it today.

Argh. I think I'm going to stuff myself with a book and a nap, maybe blast Wrock on my iPod.

Some seventh grader (which would mean she's a rookie band member) took my iPod today while I was listening to Illegal Love Potion by the Parselmouths, heard it, and said, "Why do you bother being here, you fat nerd."

Hey, you're the band member who -according to your friends in MY section- doesn't play any sports.

Just sayin'. Damn rookies.

~Foul mooded KK, Somewhere, USA.

Also known as BAND CAMP.

Destroying people's mental stabilty since forever.

Book Klub/Club... 3?

On a side note: I love people on facebook. They're just so stupid.

K. Onto business. Before my cousins come.

Books Completed:
1. Darkest Mercy
2. The Iron King
3. The Iron Daughter

And I'm pretty sure I'll be done with The Iron Queen later tonight, then I'll be done with that trilogy.

And then... I have a bunch of shortish books that aren't in a series. There's like, four of them over there, and then a first book in some other series.

I'm pretty sure after Iron Queen I'll start on Cryer's Cross by Lisa McMann, who also wrote the Wake trilogy which I read a really long time ago. xD

Oh, and I have City of Glass, the third book in the Mortal Instruments series, ordered from the library for like three weeks now, but I've still never gotten it. -_-

Damn messed up library. At this rate, I'm not going to get it until school starts.

Well... bye!

~KK, who's "tummy" hurts, Somewhere, USA.

KK is unloved

This is coming to you from me and Lex. I'm going first, 'cause I'm special. Should Lex get her own Blogger - yes! But she won't. Because she "already has too much crap going on". Pfft.

Youtube doesn't love me! Gah! Neither does Pottermore. D:

Youtube totally just froze on Post-Potter Depression by one half of the Moaning Myrtles, Lauren, or DevilishlyPure. and it won't do anything (not even your mom!). I've given up on Pottermore. I just have. There's no way I'm waking up earlier than I have to, so October it is.

Oh, some of my cousins who I haven't seen in six months are coming over some time tomorrow, so my Book Klub (hehheh. I made a funny) update might be a little spazztic and rushed, but I REFUSE to get punished. The mere thought is kind of horrifying.

Um. I had something else to say. But now I forget. So enjoy some random thing that Lex is going to write next (I have no idea what, she's logging in by herself. -_-)

My turn. Lalalalalalala! 'Tis Lex. Dunno what really to talk about. So... list of possible punishments for our dear KK? I think so.

Thestral impression
sounds of you... singing?
Embarassing pictures of you. And if you don't post any, trust me, I can supply them, looking through my mom's old crap.
Drinking a cup of ranch. :P
That old video of... well, you KNOW which one.
Teh Fug Bugs. Oh yes.
3 words. Prefects Are Hot.

Have any more, Blog followers? 'Cuz I do.

Er...

-Lex.

Randimon.

I have to leave soon, so this is a quickie, just saying a couple things that probably won't make sense if you don't know about the controversy going on, or the people involved.

I am a PROUD Unicorn Warrior/member of You Guys/fan. Of this I say: Fuck you, Alex. It's obvious you're just dissing her 'cause she broke up with you. Sadistic bastard. (Look up: Unicorn Warriors on Youtube, find the video by italktosnakes, watch that, then video response my nermiearmy or something stupid)

Secondly, why the hell do you people say Lacey Mosley is on drugs? Or that she looks like she is? I don't get it, and I think you're all stupid.

~KK. Running quick, 'cause her step-dad is near, Somewhere, USA.

KK's Fifty Things

Interesting things. Fifty. Typed. Ew.
Here we go:

1. Flown across the country by myself. Several times.
2. Been put onto a makeshift stage to entertain munchkinz at work with them looking at a lists one of the other counselors gave them, saying a random song name off of said list, then been forced to sing whatever song they say until another one was called out. Twice.
3. Read the entire Hunger Games trilogy in a day.
4. Have had someone look at my iPod and not know a single song or band on it. How sad for them.
5. Performed in front of a large audience.
6. Been to a Wrock concert, like the dork I am.
7. Been to a Paramore concert, twice.
8. Was called 'Peepee' as a little kid, instead of KK. I'm not sure where they got that one from.
9. I've fallen asleep while talking on the phone with a friend... at three in the afternoon.
10. I've been kissed in the rain.
11. I've won a fanfiction competition.
12. I've put a gameboy through the washer. Twice.
13. I've admitted to a boy that I'm stupid.
14. I've drop-kicked and "spine crunched" a boy. When we broke up. Douchebag.
15. I own, collectively, every single Eyes Set To Kill, Evanescence, Paramore, System Of The Down, and Flyleaf album. In CDs. Not iPod. Though they're all on that, too.
16. I've played Mimi in RENT.
17. I've played Demeter and Sillabub in Cats.
18. I've been to London twice.
19. And France once.
20. I've met Evanna Lynch.
21. I've met Stephanie Meyer... and told her her books are crap.
22. I've randomly thrown out my back without knowing how.
23. I've sat in my basement through a hailstorm without knowing it was going on.
24. I can finally do the screaming part in Cassie by Flyleaf. After years of trying.
25. I've gotten hit by a car.
26. I've had a concussion... when a couch broke.
27. I've been to Hollywood.
28. I have watched RENT, Cats, Les Miserables, and West Side Story. Consecutively.
29. I've listened to the same song over and over without realizing it.
30. I've written a chapter over 800 words for a fanfiction challenge in less than five minutes.
31. I didn't win that contest.
32. I've gotten 2836 hits, 19 reviews, 27 favorites, and 38 story alerts for a fanfiction story that is currently only five chapters long.
33. I've fallen asleep in a bathtub. At my friend's house. I don't know why I was in the bathtub, but I've fallen asleep in it.
34. I've sang a Key of Awesome parody at the top of my lungs in Wal-mart.
35. When I met Stephanie Meyer, these were my exact words to her: Albus Dumbledore once said it was unwise to dwell upon dreams. Your books are based off of a dream. And they're horrible.
36. It's kind of amazing I haven't gotten arrested.
37. I've been kicked out of Wal-mart. Seven times.
38. I've found a parking ticket... on my bike.
39. I've sat. On a bee. Twice.
40. I've lost my phone, and then found it a week later. In my pillowcase.
41. My iPod has gotten frozen to the ground.
42. I've role-played. *shame*
43. When I was younger, they thought I had dyslexia. Nah, just ADD.
44. When I was little, I went three days without eating. Because I was sick.
45. The thing said to me the most? "That was really loud...."
46. I've sat in a toilet stall in Wal-mart with my feet pulled up so it looked like there was no one inside and sang "And Then I Died" by the Moaning Myrtles. Someone recognized it and sang along until they left. Then people got creeped out again.
47. I've gone to school wearing a cat's tail for my own Jellicle Appreciation Week.
48. The best compliment I've ever received: Don't mess with KK. Her logic will melt your face off.
49. I've read a book and cried. Not because it was sad, but because it was the last one of the series. (Harry Potter)
50. I've realized that this took less effort than I thought it would.

"Why does this stuff always happen to ME?"

Brownie points to the person who can tell me which Harry Potter character said that (title).

Brownie points to the person who can tell me which Harry Potter character said this: "Don't worry, you're just as sane as I am!" If that character ever said that to me, I wouldn't feel very comforted. xD

So. I somehow threw out my back, which makes no sense, because I wasn't chucking little munchkinz around at the camp I CIT (Counselor In Training) at half the summer, like one of the full counselors was.

Really. What did I do today to cause pain?

Played kickball in the morning with munchkinz? I play it every day (that's what she said) with them (again).

Ate lunch, swam at the pool for what, an hour and a half? I was the counselor they all attacked today before I got out and they tackled the other CIT. :P

Band? Right. While struggling to get a fucking noise out of the broken piccolo, I threw out my back.

HOW? HOWHOWHOWHOWHOW?

Soccer tomorrow. Shit. I have to find my shinguards.

Hm. My job is distracting me from the book challenge thinger. Lex made it into fifty books in a year. So far, I'm on track. If I finish a book, I'm good, with two weeks to spare.

Oh, and... Angry Birds.

There. I said it.

I PLAY ANGRY BIRDS. I beat, like, the first world the first day I got it. 'Twas sad.

Oh, and if I sound a little like a British person sometimes, Scarlet and Sapphire (not their real names, smarty) are foster-sisters who moved here from Great Bri- I MEAN ENGLAND. Don't kill me, Scarlet. But they're influence has turned me part-English, as they're two of my closest friends.

~Probably not making any sense to you, KK, Somewhere, USA. With entirely too many commas in that sentence.

"Dear my closest friend, I'm waiting for you...."

Are those ever the right lyrics?

Pfft. I don't like that song anyway.

Wrock, And other stuff.

What's Wrock (Or, alternatively, to some idiots, raWk), you ask?
Wizard Rock.
You HAD to have seen this coming, with the Harry Potter rant earlier and all.

(Personal Note: I'm a sad excuse for a human being. Hans, I'm getting stuff to you soon. I just have an incredibly small attention span, okay?)

So, again, if you don't like Harry Potter, this will most likely bore you.

Just a few Wrock bands:

The Moaning Myrtles
The Parselmouths
The Ministry of Magic
Draco and the Malfoys
The Remus Lupins

And many, many more.

On an almost unrelated note: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrljhjO4Qos&feautre=related I cried. I bloody cried. Harry Potter's been turning me into a cry baby lately, hasn't it?
I'm glad I'm not the only one cleaning make-up off my face when I went to go see it with my friends.

So. Wrock. Go check it out, Potterheads!

Sorry. My train of thought has crashed and ran into five trees and caught on fire. I don't remember what the hell I was going to say, so....

~Krybaby KK, Somewhere, USA.