Oh my God, I don't like The Scarlet Letter. Really. Okay. HAWTHORNE, WE GET IT, THEY SINNED. My teacher is right. He just keeps subtly banging you over the head with clues. Only Nathaniel Hawthorne can subtly bang someone over the head.

Although, I'm glad that I actually know what the scarlet letter is now. When I first heard of that book, I thought they meant a letter; with an envelope and a stamp and all that. Which is why I always thought it was some sort of cool, nineteenth century mystery with a clever lady detective (since I knew it was about a lady). Oh, how sorely disappointed I was.

Speaking of books with the word scarlet in the title, I've started reading A Study in Scarlet. The first Sherlock Holmes book, in case you didn't know. I bought it for a dollar at Half-Price Books. A DOLLAR!

I read the book once about eight years ago. It was probably an abridged version, since I was eight years old and picked it up at the downtown library, where my dad and I used to go. Man, I loved that library. I could just sit there and read for hours. And I did.

And I played with the little wooden toys they had in the children section. That is one great library. And it still stands! Oh, such memories.

What other books am I reading? I'm nearing the end of Ethan Frome; I don't think I have many chapters left. It's official, I don't really like that book. I feel pretty sorry for Ethan, though. :( Poor guy. It's just one bad thing after another with him.

Stopped reading Goblet of Fire for the moment. Also, I really need to get cracking on 1984. I want to finish it at least before 2009 ends. Then it will end up on my List of Books I Read in 2009, which I've been keeping track of since January. (I have a similar list of movies! I'll post both lists here on New Year's.)

And finally: OH MY GOD I AM SO EXCITED FOR CHRISTMAS/WINTER BREAK. Just a few more weeks...so close!

Finished Life on Mars. OH MY GOD, FUCKING AMAZING SHOW. AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING

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Just wanted to say--my Thanksgiving was great, ignoring the fact that my brother was crazier than usual. (My brother, if you didn't know, is a bit autistic. His particular condition is a combination of several different conditions and it's all very complicated; in general he's a swell guy.)

My family and I saw Zombieland for a second time. (Second for me, at least.) And my mom came home from New York today. Zombieland is even better the second time. :)

My mom is spending Thanksgiving with her family in New York, so this will be my first holiday without her. :( Aww. I miss my mom. She'll be back tomorrow, though.

I started reading Ethan Frome...the day before yesterday. Yes, Tuesday, that's it. I'm a little bit over halfway done with the book. It's part of the curriculum for English 11 Honors classes, and I wanted to read it because it sounded interesting. (I'm not taking English 11 Honors, BTW.)

Oddly enough, Ethan Frome is much easier to read than The Scarlet Letter. I don't like The Scarlet Letter. Hawthorne has a way of droning. On and on. And he's boring.

AND HE TAKES UP WHOLE PAGES DESCRIBING ONE SINGULAR EVENT.

USING A LOT OF BIG WORDS AND PHRASES THAT I DO NOT CARE ABOUT.

And I don't particularly like any of the characters, except for Dimmesdale. I kind of like him.

So far, I certainly like Ethan Frome better than The Scarlet Letter, but I don't especially like it either. It just...hasn't...really...grabbed me yet. I'm waiting for something interesting to happen.

Naturally, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (the other book I'm reading) trumps all of them.

Doctor Who Club is turning into a real club! As in, we're going to be in the yearbook now! A yearbook editor visited us today. Took a picture. Took our names. Messaged me on Facebook asking for a short summary of our club. Unfortunately, we didn't have all the members today.

But still, that's great. :) You know, this whole being-a-leader thing isn't so bad, so long as the equipment works correctly. Luckily I have an AV mentor, who can help me with my AV-related problems. I like doing little AV jobs in the library for Ms. Glueck.

I'm really close to finishing Torchwood, Life on Mars, and season 2 of Supernatural. Supernatural is definitely the kind of show that gets better as it goes along.

I only have one eppy left for Life on Mars, so I might finish it tonight. I sure hope they at least give some reason why Sam suddenly time-traveled from 2006 to 1973. :\

Today was pretty great; I got most of my homework done during school. I only have a single Biology assignment left. I have to draw a diagram of the different stages of mitosis. Fun stuff, mitosis. Fascinating, exciting stuff. /sarcasm

Yes, so far the week started out being surprisingly efficient. I hope I can keep it up.

I'm in the process of cleaning my room. I took everything off my desk, out of the drawers, and off my bookshelves; pretty much ninety percent of everything I own is now lying in piles on my floor. Stacks of blank CDs, stuffed animals, notebooks, binders, textbooks, manga, tiny little junky things (coat buttons, rocks, paper clips, safety pins, etc.)...yeah. It's okay, though. I'm cleaning!

My room looks like a demilitarized zone. :D

I have lots of things on hold at the library. I can't wait to pick them up. It's too late tonight.

• Bodypop by And One (Album)
• Kino no Tabi volume 1 by Keiichi Shigusawa (Light novel)
• 9 Symphonies compilation by Ludwig van Beethoven
• M (Movie)
• My Man Godfrey (Movie)

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I have no news other than this. XD God, I'm so glad next week is only a three-day week. And I'm so happy it's the weekend.

No, wait, oh my God, I have something else to say. Okay. I've started reading the Harry Potter series again. I looove Harry Potter. They were the very first real books I read, when I was eight years old, and so they've always held a grand amount of nostalgia for me.

I think that's probably why I can't read Harry Potter fanfiction. I mean, I've tried, but I'm just like...no. D: Because I read it when I was eight, guys. It, like...ruins my childhood. XD So no Harry Potter fanfiction for me, unfortunately.

Yeah, watched Waters of Mars! Boy, was it weird! Total and utter spoilers, by the way, in this post. LiveJournal cuts never work without a ton of blood, sweat, and tears on my part, so I'm going to forgo that. Sorry.

But yeah, Waters of Mars. Man. It was strange. The Doctor has a lot on his mind. He was just freaking out. :( Poor guy.

It wasn't super fantastic or anything--actually, what made it weird was that Adelaide totally offed herself, which was strange. I wouldn't have done that! Even if someone told me I was supposed to die because it was a part of history, I wouldn't just go and kick the bucket. I mean, what the heck, Adelaide.

:( and then the Doctor is feeling like he's in way over his head with this whole totally-changing-history stuff. Poor guy. I think he just needs a timeout to get back in his groove. Although, he knows he's going to die/regenerate soon anyway...so...wouldn't that be even more of a reason to chill out? Why doesn't he just chill? I mean, really. He's just one guy, Time Lord or not. It's a little bit annoying that he won't chill.

But an episode of the Doctor just chilling wouldn't be very entertaining, I guess. I dunno, I'd find it entertaining. I'd be happy to watch David Tennant read a book for an hour. (Or whatever people do to chill. That's what I do sometimes.) But then, I'm a teenage fangirl. :D

So, in conclusion: The Doctor needs to take a serious chill pill. :]

BUT OH MY GOSH. THE TRAILER. OH MY GOSH THE NEXT EPISODE COMES OUT ON FREAKIN' CHRISTMAS. OHMYGOD. AND THE MASTER IS SERIOUSLY ALIVE AND STUFF OR SOMETHING. AND HE'S A TOTAL BLOND. WTF. WHY IS HE BLOND.

THAT'S NOT RIGHT XD HE'S A BLONDIE NOW.

I'm so excited for Christmas! Firstly, because it's Christmas, and secondly, DOCTOR WHO! <3

Jeepers creepers! In other news, I watched the first two episodes of Children of Earth today. I'm feeling fairly tired, so I'm probably going to log off shortly after making this post.

OH MY GOD. OKAY. I JUST FINISHED THE SECOND SEASON OF TORCHWOOD. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. SOMEBODY NEEDS TO PUT A WARNING LABEL ON THIS SHOW OR SOMETHING, GOD DAMN IT.

LIKE THIS:

WARNING: TONS OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION

OR

WARNING: SOMETHING HORRIBLE HAPPENS TO ALL YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS

OR MAYBE THIS ONE

WARNING: EVERYONE DIIIIIIIEEEESSSS

Okay, that last one isn't true. But it's close enough.

JEEZ. HOLY SHIT. TORCHWOOD JUST RIPPED OUT MY FREAKING HEART AND SMASHED IT INTO A MILLION BLOODY LITTLE PIECES.

I'm basically in shock from the brilliance and the terror of this horrible, horrible (translate: amazingly brilliant) television show.

Argh, I'm out of commission. Good night. I'm going to go boil my head in a vat of steaming water or something, I dunno. Major shock.

If I'm acting this way about the end of season two, just imagine how I'll act when I watch Children of Earth. But trust me, that definitely is not happening tonight, thank God.

My dad got rid of cable because the cable company was going to double their price. So my television is virtually useless for viewing anything that's not on a DVD.

So I've been watching reruns of The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, and Castle the day after they air. I really hate it. I watch them on Hulu. And I really hate it. I strongly prefer watching the actual show on television when it airs.

The Daily Show and The Colbert Report just don't seem as funny. When I watched them on TV, it's like they were there with me. I started the week with them. I felt close to them, because they made me laugh and reported the news of the country to me. Everything that happened earlier that day. I felt connected, involved, happy...it was great. :(

Watching skippy reruns on Hulu simply isn't the same. It's everything that happened yesterday, or two days ago, and it's just not as funny because they don't seem to be talking to me. I don't know how to explain it any better. But they're just saying things now. And I giggle sometimes, but it's really not the same.

Boy, what a week. Very stressful and bothersome. I'm so glad we don't have school tomorrow. :( Three-day weekend. Maybe I can take some time to chill and veg out.

But, really, Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert are my only news sources, and I like them being news sources, because it's not like I can watch the news or anything. The living room is always dominated by someone, and I can never be alone outside of my room. What am I supposed to do? "Suck it up" seems to be the most appropriate answer, but I don't want to, God damn it.

So many bad things this week. My head aches. I am unhappy. This television thing is not new; it's been going on for roughly a month. It's just...a lot of things happened this week.

Okay, first: My computer was in the throes of death yesterday. Luckily, it didn't actually die. There was something about a system error; some program was damaged or deleted. It wouldn't do anything. Just a black screen with desolate gray words adorning the upper left corner. :(

Today, however, my dad fixed it, using magic. So my computer is good as new. Literally as new. I lost all my pictures--meaning all the icons I've been collecting for about four months--and all the programs I've downloaded. Luckily, I only downloaded five programs since I first got my laptop, so that's great.

I'm pretty sad about my icons, though. :( I mean, I had a great collection. I really like icons.

And today, Doctor Who Club was a total bust. Nothing was working right. The AV cart I signed out this morning? Gone. Couldn't find it anywhere. Looked in every room in the foreign language hallway. Not there. So we got a new AV cart. Guess what? Projector doesn't work. At all. Ms. Glueck (a librarian), Andrey, Ms. Fitzgerald (my English teacher and adult supervisor for the club), and myself tried everything.

Nothing went right today. D: I know, I know. These things happen. It's part of the natural order of the universe. I feel really tired. I've been running around a lot today. Running and talking. Lots and lots of talking and running. -__- Sigh. And I didn't get a good chance to chat with my friends, either, because I was so God damn busy.

And now, I come home, I made myself tacos for dinner, and I still have tons of work to do with my computer. Reminds me of the song "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger" by Daft Punk.

Work it harder, make it better
Do it faster, makes us stronger
More than ever, hour after
Our work is never over

Severe lack of updates from me, sorry. Now you see how boring and uninteresting my life is. But hey, guess who doesn't have any Geometry homework this weekend?! ME! Hah! I did it already! I thought it was the homework due today, but apparently it wasn't. I examined my syllabus thoroughly, though, and I'm pretty sure there were no other assignments...but I didn't argue with Ms. Lange.

Hahahah! No Geometry! Because I already did it! This is great! I have very little homework! But enough about that.

I finished The Catcher in the Rye on Wednesday. I liked it; it didn't really grab me, though, not in the way A Clockwork Orange did. (Definitely not in the way A Clockwork Orange did.) I kept waiting for Holden to get to the point.

I read its Wikipedia article, however, and I can see its value now. Holden doesn't really mature or gain anything, though. My Canadian friend Shelden reportedly describes it as "a book where nothing happens," which is a pretty good assessment.

In other news, I read the first few pages of A Clockwork Orange again, and I was surprised to see that I understood absolutely everything that was going on. Ahahaha! I have mastered its language!

I don't know if I said this or not, but last year the library was giving away free books. I took a small and battered copy of A Clockwork Orange, because everyone's been saying it's so great, but I didn't read it until this year. Partially because the text inside is really unpleasant to the eye. Very faded black letters. I checked the book out of the library to read it because I can't stand reading a book when the text is unpleasant to look at. :\

So I want to buy a better copy. Because I loooove that book. Looooove. Because it's awwwwwsoooommmme.

Hmm, okay. I have many things to say. Well, first and foremost, A Clockwork Orange is a crazy strange movie. Fantastic, brilliant book. Crazy, strange movie tinged with stunning, horrible brilliance. And Alex is super handsome. :3 I should not like him as much as I do. Really, I shouldn't. He's a terribly bad person. But I can't help but feel sorry for him, however messed up he is. And he's just so fascinating!

I prefer the book over the movie, but that's to be expected. The film version was still great, however. The content was quite horrible, but not horribly made, you know what I mean? Stanley Kubrick is a brilliant fella and I applaud him and his directing skills.

Aw, man, I'm still shuddering over it. But the book--now--I love that book.

And don't tell my dad, either, all of you readers-of-my-blog. Because he told me not to watch A Clockwork Orange, and I went ahead and did it anyway.

But, in other news, I've become the AV assistant in my school's library. I come in during my study hall periods, and my job is to make sure the televisions, VCRs, and DVD players work correctly. If they don't, then I leave a sticky note explaining what the problems are. It keeps me very busy, it does. I'm quite a help to the librarians.

And finally: Reilly is switching schools. I'm feeling quite sad over this. We're going to try and stick together. She said she'll try attending clubs.

Halloween was odd! And not in the cool, exciting, interesting sort of odd. I only saw two trick-or-treaters. Really. o_o And I saw six other people, but they were just teens, walking around. My parents figured we came late to the party.

We left around 6:30-ish and came home at around eight-ish. Walked up and down the whole length of Farmington Way and only saw two trick-or-treaters. It's an outrage.

And for two of the houses Colin and I rapped upon, teenagers opened the door. I always feel vaguely awkward when I spy a teenager handing out candy. Thank goodness it wasn't anyone I know, though.

The night was pretty cold, but it wasn't windy, which enhanced my experience on a whole. It was totally clear, too. A beautiful clear night, with several stars visible, and a nice waxing moon. The full moon is tomorrow, according to my calendar. Wonderful!

Colin and I received plenty of candy; mostly chocolate. I would have felt more into the Halloween spirit if I saw other people around, though. :\

I wonder if I'll be really too old next year. Seventeen years old...

Oh, and I forgot to explain--obviously, Nub couldn't make it, because she had to stay home and hand out candy to trick-or-treaters. According to her, the night was pretty dull. Only a few people rapped upon her door.

Oh, good golly gosh. >:( First and foremost, for Halloween, I want to go trick-or-treating with my friend Nub. We can't do a sleepover, but that's fine. I just want to go to some unknown neighborhood and beg for candy with my best buddy. (Reilly can't come with us, unfortunately, because she is very sick.)

I've e-mailed Nub twice about our Halloween plans. I'm still not quite sure what we're doing. D: If she has to supervise her sisters, then I'd like to come with. I don't see how that could possibly be a problem, but, you know. I still don't have any confirmation, either way.

But, in other news, my family and I went to Treinen Farms. :) Abbott family tradition. It involves a huge corn maze and a horse-drawn hayride to a pumpkin patch. Today it was cold, muddy, and raining (and I couldn't find a plain caramel apple anywhere), but it was fun nonetheless. Also, I discovered that I really like taking pictures with my mom's camera.

I took lots of pictures, as many as I could before the camera died. It died while I was trying to get a good one of the pumpkin patch. :(

I'll post the pictures here sometime.

And finally: I watched the first episode of the BBC miniseries State of Play. I only got it from Netflix because it has John Simm in it. XD I'm not big on crime shows, so I'm sending it back.

Ooh, I can't wait until Halloween. I really hope everything goes according to plan. :(

OH, GOSH, OKAY. Doctor Who Club today. GUYS. I'M AWESOME. I did everything. All the technical stuff. Everything. EVERYTHING. I'M AMAZING. Sorry, but it really was a lot of work, and I'm quite proud of myself.

The club went swimmingly. Seriously, really great. Four people showed up, including myself.

Guess what? There is an awesome girl named Carolyn who is seriously just as obsessed with Doctor Who as I am. It was awesome. We spent nearly twenty minutes talking about it. I'm so happy to find a gal close to my age who loves Doctor Who just as much as me. :D

So, yeah! Man, I'm tired and hungry. I skipped my lunch to work on club-related activities in the library.

Oh, gosh, two hormonal-induced dreams in two nights? This is getting ridiculous. Sometimes I don't like being a teenage girl. I have so many problems. >:( They're all perfectly normal and natural problems, but they're problems nonetheless.

The first one was, actually, dare I say it...okay, I dare. A sex dream. Goodness me. This is awkward. Don't tell anyone, fellow readers of this blog. <_< Between me and a boy. Dunno who the boy was, but he was very nice. (Obviously.) Couldn't see his face. All blurred. A nameless, faceless fellow.

Okay, onto a less embarrassing dream that I just woke up from about 30 minutes ago. It involved Glen. (Not Glenn, the weird Doctor Who fan I've mentioned before. This Glen is black and a major geek, in my grade, is called Ninja by some of his friends, annoys Reilly, enrages Nub, and attends two clubs with me. Our interests coincide so much it's ridiculous. He even likes Dr. Pepper.)

( Having a kissing dream about one of your classmates is a perfectly normal thing )

I much fear this dream confirms all the feelings I've hastily squashed up until now. I guess I like him. In Martial Arts Club, I kept looking at him. In Anime Club, I kept  thinking about him, about how he gave me one of his sodas.

(He brought some cans of Dr. Pepper to Anime Club--they were all his, and me, not knowing this, asked the general public if I may have one. Reilly told me to ask Glen. I did, and he said yes, and that I "passed the test," or some such.)

Oh, deary me. But I find him annoying. But I guess young love is ironic...hmm...very interesting, all this. Reminds me of Xander and Cordelia's relationship in season two of Buffy.

Bwah, why do feelings have to be complicated? >:(

I kind of want to get back into Heroes again. I've mentioned this before, I know. Maybe I can look past all of its mistakes...I mean, the first season was phenomenal. There were tons of problems with the second season, but according to this article, Tim Kring recognizes all those mistakes. I think that's really good of him.

So I'm thinking of giving Heroes a second chance. It's just...ugh...season three. I watched half of season three. WTF, Mohinder? I mean, really. His character changed drastically. From what I remember, there isn't a shred of him left from season one. What happened? Why did he go crazy? Is it because he injected himself with superpowers? Okay, that's a good reason--but why did he inject himself?! Which leads me to my first question: WTF, Mohinder?!

And Nathan. Nathan just kinds of declines. I do not like Nathan and Peter's overbearing mother. Because she is overbearing and she needs to go sit quietly and drink tea or something. >:( Go away, Angela. Nobody likes you.

But this is all based on my feelings a year ago when I watched the third season on TV.  So, okay. I'll give it a second chance. After all, the summer before tenth grade (the summer before last summer), Heroes was my main obsession.

And, finally, in other news: Dollhouse. Topher! What, I didn't know he was amoral. I was about as surprised as Topher himself was. I mean, sure, he does kind of view other people as being a bit lesser, but...Adelle made him sound so sociopathic. :(

And I don't think Whiskey is coming back, because I read somewhere that they had only a limited time with Amy Acker. So I think she's gone for good. I don't want her to be, though, because I really liked Whiskey. D:

Speaking of Sierra being a paranoid schizophrenic (if you've watched the latest episode of Dollhouse you'll know what I mean by this odd segue), last night I watched A Beautiful Mind. Great movie. Portrays very well how dangerous schizophrenia can be and how frightening it is to the afflicted and their loved ones. Ooh, it's brilliant and ends on a happy note. Won five Academy Awards, too, I think.

Well, I finished A Clockwork Orange today in Economics class, shortly after the test. Great book, fantastic book--I can't praise this book enough with positive adjectives.

I checked out Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep from the library after school. Apparently, the movie Blade Runner was based off of it. I've never watched Blade Runner, but judging from the summary on Wikipedia, it seemed like the type of movie I would like. So I picked up the book today.

I prefer reading or watching the originals of things before interacting with their more popular or well-known remakes.

Hmm...my family doesn't have a lot of money right now, so my Halloween costume will be a makeshift one, with clothes bought cheap from Savers. (The name of the store says it all. Used clothing store.) A pirate I will be. I have lots of things going on this weekend. And next week we have Thursday and Friday off due to a teacher's convention. :) C'est parfait, non?

That's all my news right now.

Yesterday I checked out A Clockwork Orange from the library. So far I've read all of part one. Haven't moved into part two yet. It's an awesome book, though a little difficult to navigate due to the extraordinary language.

But Alex is one fascinating, twisted son of a bitch, let me tell you. Mostly fascinating. I think he's great. Er--not really great, considering what he does, great as in he is very interesting.

That's all my news so far. Nothing especially interesting happened in the last four days, which is why I haven't updated.

Oh, yes, one more thing--Operation: Doctor Who Club was a raring success. It's now fully formed, meeting every Monday after school in my English teacher's room. Fantastic. First meeting is on Monday. So far I have two confirmed members, not counting the teacher and myself. :)

As you might already know--if you remember every single detail about my life that I post on here--I spent a lot of my childhood watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer with my dad. Now, the furthest I remember getting to is when Faith came into the picture, but I barely remember anything else except Buffy feeling left out. Oh, and Willow became a witch for reasons I don't remember.

I started watching the series over again, because I only really remember the first two seasons. My dad has the first three seasons compiled in DVD box sets, and years ago I nicked them from him.

Several months ago, over the summer, I finished the first season. I didn't have time to watch any more episodes because I suddenly had a billion more TV shows to watch. (Star Trek, Life on Mars, the Venture Bros...the list goes on.)

I had a little Buffy marathon last night, watching the first two discs of the second season. It was fantastic. :D Man, I love that show. I've watched "Halloween" and "Inca Mummy Girl" SO MANY TIMES it's not even funny. I could still quote from them. 8D

My dad and I have this little inside joke--saying the word sigh whilst doing the action. Watching "Inca Mummy Girl" suddenly reminded me where that originated from. XD

(For those who actually know what I'm talking about--when everyone was dressed up in cultural costumes, Willow was an Eskimo, Xander asked her where Ampata was, she attempted to shrug. Xander was like, "What was that?" and Willow was like, "I shrugged." And then Xander said, "You should just say shrug." Xander left and Willow was like, "Sigh.")

In semi-related news, spearmint tea with lots of sugar is awesome. Does two-and-a-half spoonfuls of sugar count as "lots"? I'm not sure; I don't know how people normally drink their tea. But two-and-a-half to three spoonfuls is a perfect amount for me.

Et finalement (and finally), is it just me, or is Twitter not loading? Because it's NOT LOADING. D: I have so many one-liner comments buzzing in my skull; it's driving me mad. I. Must. Tweet. XD;;