Polyvore attempt?!

So. I'm determined to get this to polyvore. Not really a post, but whatever.
So ignore this? Unless you like the adorable photo.

And the dearest love in all the world

I'll admit it. I want to ask you how you are. I'd like to make sure that you're okay, I really would... but I don't know how. How am I supposed to? I'm half-scared that you are, or will get, mad at me. I'm half scared that if I try to make you feel better, about whatever it is that's upsetting you, that I'll just make you more upset and that is the last thing that I want to do. Maybe it's fake to you, but you're wrong. It's sincere, just uncertain. But that doesn't make it insincere. I hope you do feel better.

- Georgiana <3.

Whatever.

Sometimes I feel really left out. I don't think that I would honestly ever say that I did... just because if I said something about it, I think that I would make other people feel bad. I don't want to make other people feel bad, so I don't say anything. But I still feel left out.

- Georgiana <3.

When I rule the world, I'll plant flowers

The beginning of summer vacation really isn't boding well for me so far - see, I can understand having no plans and being ridiculously bored at he end of the summer - you know, that point in time right at the end of summer vacation where for some reason, some mad part of your brain actually wants to return to school? Yeah, that part. However, I'm pretty sure that when you start to get that feeling three days into summer vacation, you're gonna have a problem. I wish I had more plans, but unfortunately I don't. My best friend lives across town and her mom, for whatever reason, won't even let her come to my house yet. That really pisses me off. What's worse, is that my fourteen year old brother has people over at the house every day - his friends all live in our neighborhood. Now that just isn't fair. I know that it's not like he means to do it, but in a way, it's almost taunting. Ridiculous, isn't it?

The most that I can say that I've done yet in terms of things that could be considered "fun" is that I went out with my mom: we saw the new Karate Kid last night at like Midnight, and my mom was shocked to learn that I had never seen the original. To be honest, I kind of wanted to laugh and say "Uh, well, you were there through my whole childhood, so you think that you'd be aware of that."

It was a good movie though, or I definitely thought so; a little long, perhaps, but that might have been because I sat there in my seat, on the very edge, while I watched the movie, even though I really had to use the bathroom - so if it was that good, eh, forget the fact that it was long. I'd recommend it. We went out to eat at Rockfish, and tried oyster nachos, which I found that I actually really loved. My mom bought me a dress and a gorgeous pair of boots at Urban Outfitters and then three Alice in Wonderland t-shirts from Hot Topic - although we found out that my favorite store clerk and friend, Sarah, got moved to a different city... that made me sad. And then, last but not least: my mom and I cannot go to the mall without going to Barnes and Noble. It's just physically impossible.

However, when I went to purchase my books of choice, the cashier started rambling onto me about what college I was in... uh... I was a little confused and had to explain to him that I was only a rising junior in high school. You know, that was when HE started to look a little confused, because apparently my books of choice are rather unusual "light reading" for someone my age, big shocker there. I bought Dante's Inferno, Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie, The Color of Water by James McBride, a book of selected poems by Alfred Lord Tennyson, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies by Jane Austen and Seth Grahame-Smith, and The Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor. Also, I bought an Alice in Wonderland coloring book.You would think that have been clue enough that I was younger than I looked... either that, or for some reason he thought I was a single mother. Who am I to know?

Anyways, I know that i have half a dozen books somewhere in my house to which I would have loved to read, but instead they gather dust... why is that? Well, because during the school year, time is a mean thing that comes back to bite you on the ass. Hopefully I will have time this summer to put a prominent dent in that pile of books. Summer reading, here I come!

I can see what they don't see in you.

And finally, school is OVER. DONE. HALLELUJAH. Good bye, sophomore year and hello junior year. Granted, I doubt that they'll be that much different, one from the other, but so long as I don't get the same math teacher I had last year (considering she also teaches Algebra II, and I PASS GEOMETRY!) I think I'll be fine. Besides, we already know at least one thing for sure and that is that one of my electives next year is most definitely Writing through Literature. As if that weren't the most awesome, spectacular thing on the face of the planet, it gets better: I'm in the same class as Kelly! YAY. I didn't have a class with my best friend sophomore year and let me tell you, that is a pain in my arse. Just saying. But we did have lunch together, so hopefully we'll have lunch together this up-and-coming year too.

So I passed all of my exams. I passed all my classes. I waited and waited for summer to arrive, and now that it's finally here, I find myself with no plans. At all. No, really, all summer, as far as I am aware, I have no plans - not even so much as a haircut. That's rather depressing if you ask me. Now, see, I have no problems in lounging around my house and doing nothing... but if I do that for too long, I might end up going more insane than I already am, and we just can't have that, for the safety of others and myself. I'm hopefully supposed to do something with Kelly this weekend, but only if Ms. T allows it, and I really hope that she does considering that it feels like I haven't seen Kelly (outside of school) in forever and a day. And if you are a teenager in high school, hopefully you can relate in me saying that seeing your friends in school is different in seeing them out of school.

I just started watching a new series, but I don't know if I'm going to like it or not. It's definitely interesting. I just... dunno. Meh, whatever. I'm watching it now, hopefully it'll turn into some new obsession or something.

The trouble with schools is they always try to teach the wrong lessons

Ugh, it's around that time of year again where I'm getting mixed signals from everyone and everything: we're right upon the brink of summer, and so students all around me are rejoicing, and teachers are too for that matter - trust me I know, my mother is one the few and the proud. So you can see how the majority of people would be thrilled to be getting out of school soon and into the pool-area instead, or going to the beach or something... and then you take into consideration the fact that most students are also currently going through exams - I know I am. And our exam schedule this year is kind of weird, if you ask me - this upcoming Monday is memorial day, and so of course no one's going to be in school, but unfortunately for students at my school it means that we started testing yesterday, and will continue testing all through next week. Fun, right? Four hour exams, lunch, and then a two hour review session each day. Now that is my idea of fun. I truly hope that you're sensing just how steeped that text is in sarcasm.

Yesterday was my Civics and Economics exam... now you see, I love history - really, I do, World History was a breeze last year... but I hate civics with a passion. I mean, really, I do. I get that it's important and everything, sure, and that it's pretty much everything that our country depends on (Thank you, Ms. S for beating that into our heads :] Now where's that civics party?)... but really, I would just rather not had to learn it, or at least learned a more condensed version or something. To be honest, I'm pretty sure that watching Law and Order on TNT is one of the only reasons I probably passed that exam (IF I passed it... I better have). Civics was an EOC this year, so that kinda sucked even more because it meant that my teacher didn't write the test...

Seriously, I find standardized testing extremely idiotic: We have a curriculum which each individual teaches in their own individual style, with their own emphasis' on certain points... and then you expect a generalized test to be enough to gauge how much a student has learned in a year? I mean no offense or anything, but let's take everything that you do in your job, assign different people with different personalities and education/experience levels, sum what you do up really quickly and watch all those different people put emphasis on different things, and then give the people they taught a generalized test. I guarantee that some scores will be higher than others solely based on the teaching style of the teacher in question. Teachers should write their own tests based on the emphasis of the things they taught over the course of the year - that's not to say that the state shouldn't give us a curriculum to follow, but it's not as though the state is in the heads of the teachers, or the students... I mean, that's just absolutely assumptive, and not at all intelligent. You want to know how much each student has learned in a year? Great. How about you actually test them on what the hell it was that they were taught.

No offense or anything, but people involved in the department of education, or whatever it happens to be called officially, are so steeped in politics that they don't even understand the meaning of the word 'education' anymore.

Now let me tell you, my English exam went swimmingly today - but I kind of expected that. For one thing, words are my trade, and for another, my teacher wrote the exam. There wasn't a question on there that she hadn't taught us this year, and so of course we knew what we were talking about. I mean, that's the way it should be. Even better, once we had finished our exam, our teacher Ms. J let us have a poetry cafe, and that was awesome - in addition to the exam and what we knew, we all got to do something that we enjoyed as well. Now, to me, that's what makes a teacher great: who can get the information through your head, get you to understand it, and can get you to apply it.

I'm probably one of the few people out there who actually loves exams... and hates them at the same time. If it weren't for exams, I probably wouldn't pass my grade some years, not because I'm unintelligent, but because I'm somewhat lazy with homework and I know it... class work? No problem. Tests? Bring 'em on. But after I get home from my six-eight hours in school, don't EVEN think that I'm doing more work. Sorry, but i have a life. So I love exams because they help me pass and I always have gotten good scores on them... I also love them because it means that for a full week (and a half, as the current case may be) we get no homework from our teachers other than to study for the subject of the exam that we're taking the next day. It's pretty awesome. And then again I hate exams because... well, why does anyone hate exams? Sitting for four hours, not allowed to do anything, stress, the worry you might not pass... etc.

I get to take my geometry exam tomorrow... x_x I hate math. Math hates me.
Wish me luck.

- Georgiana <3

Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

My name is Georgiana and I am sixteen years old: it's safe to say that I am an extremely strange teenager. Next to me, there are five copies of Teen Vogue, and fourteen issues of Seventeen magazine. There is also an issue of Game Informer with the latest article on the up-coming game, Fable III (which I have been reading and re-reading somewhat obsessively). In my book-bag, there is a copy of Night, by Elie Weisel, All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque and a copy of Dante's Inferno, by Dante Allegheri. My bedside table is where I keep all of my light reading that I am currently making my way through: Mansfield Park, by Jane Austen, and Princess of Glass by Jessica Day George (The cover of which was most viciously torn apart inside of my book bag, and which has left me quite devastated).

On my iPod, you will find such a vast array of music that would quite likely blow your mind - and I assure you, there is probably a song or two on there that definitely needs an explanation. On my most frequently played songs list: 'What Is This Feeling?' from the Wicked Soundtrack, 'In the Mood' by Glenn Miller, 'Ain't No Mountain High Enough' by Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell, 'Blackbird' by The Beatles, 'Dear Maria, Count me In' by All Time Low, 'Do it To it' by Cherish and 'Granger Danger' from A Very Potter Musical. If that isn't variety, I'm not entirely sure that I understand the meaning of the word.

In terms of movies and television: My favorite television series is Doctor Who, shown on the BBC, and the only "reality" T.V. I watch is Ghost Hunters and Scare Tactics, both on the Sy-Fy Network (SciFi for everyone who knew of it before these past few previous months). I watch Star Trek: The Next Generation on BBC and on SyFy, wherever I happen to find it on TV. The only popular show I can honestly say I watch is Bones. My other favorite television show is actually somewhat old, in that it hasn't aired new episodes for a few years now: Charmed still remains amazing. I like the movies Lorna Doone and Sherlock Holmes.

I go to a school for artistically gifted students, specifically concentrated on chorus, and I hate mathematics. More than anything I want to be a writer; my strangest fantasy is to either play Nessa Rose in a production of Wicked, or Meg Giry in a production of the Phantom of the Opera (though I may be S.O.L. on that one, considering that I have no proper training in dance). I have been to Las Vegas and Los Angeles, and have no desire to go to either place again. I love both the ocean and te mountains, but I've always loved being in water. I have autographed photo's of Emma Watson, Christopher Paolini, Bonnie Wright and Peter Facinelli - as well as an autographed program from my recent excursion to see Wicked show live in my state.

My idea of a 'wild party' is having my best friend over to my house, and staying up all night taking pictures and watching movies: we also roleplay on forums together a lot. At the mall, the first place me and Kelly (best friend, FYI) go to is Hot Topic, followed soon after by an excursion to the court and then to Barnes and Noble. By that point, we've spent our money on books, hair bows, and of course, Chinese Food and Mocha Frappucino's. I love writing English papers, and I hate getting stuck behind kids in the hallway who feel the need to walk at 0.2 miles an hour. Unlike most teenagers: I love to read and write, I don't write "wit b@d gr@amerrr, lyk d1s" (thank God, right?), I can live without my cellphone but not without my iPod and Justin Beiber kinda makes me want to gag a little. I think it's quite safe to say that I am, indeed, 'unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe'.

And so if I've bored you, intrigued you, mystified you, entertained you or other by this point - at least I got you to read to the end of this post. ;) And I'd be flattered if you continued to read the musings that come to my mind - even if I am just a sixteen year old girl who is all together a little different.

- Georgiana <3