[Killer Queen]
...guaranteed to blow your mind!I know how I want to die one day.
2007-04-23
I want to die old rich and famous like Elizabeth Taylor, except that I'll be reading the dictionary. Each day I'll beg God just for one more day so that I can just reach the end of the dictionary! And when I do, and I have reached the last word in the dictionary,the last word of the last volume/most recent, I will know every word ever in the English language and I can die happy.My soul is doomed.
2007-03-23
It is. Don't ask me how I know; I just do.
My mom doesn't get it
and Kyle, who I'd ordinarily talk to about this type of thing, is too busy with his new girlfriend (damn him). My friends all think I'm nuts.
So, despite my non-pious nature, despite my bisexuality, despite the fact that I haven't so much as breathed in the presence of a parishioner in years, I am going to do the only thing that feels right at he moment and that is go to Confession at the closest Catholic church, St. Augustine's.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned, it's been four years since my last confession and hold on to your chalice, it's going to be a bumpy ride.
Och. Maybe it's just that I was raised to believe that a priest or brother or sister or mother or bishop or cardinal or Pope was always there to listen (albeit from 3:30-4:30 each Saturday). Well, perhaps not the Pope. But you get the idea. As I am going to see RENT tomorrow at 2:00 I may not make the confession but there is always next Saturday.
Pray for me, dears.
~KQ
Soo Sorry
2007-03-07
for not posting.
Not much blog-worthy stuff has happened.
I survived Valentine's Day with precious few emotional scars (my friend laughingly--or perhaps not so much--refers to the dreaded day as Singles Awareness Day).
I got a new She Wants Revenge CD today ^_^
Erm...yeah.
One of my friends mistook the Cirque Du Soleil show Love (Beatles-themed) for erotica. Lol. That was priceless.
And I swore at my friend's grandma by mistake (I was working on the scanner and I didn't know she was on the line so I shouted, "I DID INSTALL THE FUCKING SOFTWARE YOU SONOFABITCH!!")
Yeah.
Peace.
~KQ
So will somebody explain to me...
2007-02-07
...how people can be SO FUCKING RUDE???
I was talking to my friend this morning--he's a tall guy, about 6'4"--when this kid (he's about 11 years old) approached my friend and stared at him. My friend just stood there uncomfortably and said, "Um...is there something you need?" The kid said, "You're really really tall." My friend, slightly pissed off but more exasperated, said, "Um, yeah. I am." The kid asked, "Why are you so tall?" My friend sighed and replied, "Dunno. Tallness doesn't really run in my family, actually. It's a mystery." The kid said, "How tall are you?" "I'm 6'4"," my friend replied. The kid was silent for a moment, then said, "You're too tall," and walked off.
My friend then turned to me (who is humbled at a full foot shorter than he) and said, "You know, Zoë, I'm getting a little tired of the same line of questions, here. Always, always, it's 'How tall are you?' 'Why are you so tall?' etcetera, etcetera. It's sickening." "Mmm, I can't say I blame you," I said, with a sigh. "And I apologize for that kid's behavior. He's an idiot." He laughed. "It would seem that way. Just consider yourself lucky that you are neither too tall nor too short." "Yeah, it's one less thing for people to pick on me over." I replied.
But it's really just ridiculous! I mean, I don't hjear people picking on other people for such things as their hair being red--oh, wait, scratch that. When I dyed my hair red, people called me carrot-top for about a month, and some idiots still do. But still--how many people are picked on for having curly hair, green eyes or what have you? Height is just another physical feature that kinda can't be helped! Morons.
♥ KQOy gevalt (part 2)
2007-02-03
...the fucking Volvo known as the Yellow Submarine of Terrors broke down. I didn't leave school until about 5:20!!!! AUGH!!!
And someone was so rude to my dad: They stopped, rolled down their window and said, "Couldn't have happened to someone nicer, you fucking commie." This was based entirely on our bumper stickers, which said things such as, "Give Peace A Chance" and "Jail To The Chief". My father completely lost it and screamed, "FUCK YOU BITCH!!!!!!"
Good daddy.
♥KQ
Oy gevalt.
2007-02-02
What a day! It's Friday, or, more importantly, the one Friday after an excruciatingly long week that I'd dearly love to get home early from (early being around 4 for me, unfortunately--my dad usually doesn't pick me up till about 4:45). All of my friends were either insane or completely out of it--a conversation went as follows:
Me: So, how has your week be--
Random Kid#1: Hey! Are you going to see the Full Monty?
Friend: Um, I've got a bass lesson from4 till 5--OH! THE PLAY! yeah, sure, I'll go.
Me: I might. Anyway, so, how was yo--
Random Kid #2: Wow! Whose lipstick is this?
Me: Mine. Give it back.
Friend: Didn't anyone ever teach you not to mess with things that aren't yours?
Random Kids #2, #3, and #4: Nope.
Friend: Well, you might want to learn that skill.
Random Kid #2: But it's all greeeeeeennnnn and shiiiiinnnnnyyyyy!
Friend: I don't care if it's green with purple polka dots. Give it back to her.
Random Kid #2: *sigh* But it's all peachy on the inside.
Friend (with fatigue): Give it back.
Random Kid #2: Fine.
And how are all of you?
♥KQ
Rednecks and Rebel Yells
2007-01-27
...meaningless nouns, yes, but not nearly as pleasing as incense and peppermints.
My friend--let's just call her TJ--made me talk to one of her friends, Alex, on a 3-way call today. Now, TJ and Alex live in the Deep South, a where I used to live (but thankfully pulled myself out of such a hillbilly hell before too long.)
Just to keep conversation going, I said, (having been informed that Alex was a 'democrat'--but oh, what a sweet lie that turned out to be.) "So, which of the democratic candidates would you rather see win in 2008: Hillary Clinton or Barack Obama?" TJ burst out laughing. "OBAMA? What the hell! Who is named Obama?" Ignoring this feat of stupidity, I pressed on, "I think either would make a good president, but I believe Obama is much more likely to win, simply because Ms. Clinton is so heavily scrutinized due to her husband." Alex finally said, "I don't want either of them to win. One's a foreigner and one's just a bitch." Shocked, I was silent for a few moments. Then, in measured tones, I said, "If you believe Hillary Clinton is a bitch, that's fine. Whatever. But to shun somebody because they are foreign--and Barack Obama isn't foreign, anyway. If you were born in another country, you can't run for president. Stupid rule, but it's in place. Point is, who cares?" Alex scoffed. "I don't want a black man running my country! Pure and simple." About to combust, I said, "So, you're saying that you have to be white in order to run America?" "Yep," he said proudly, then added a stupid rebel yell.
People are such idiots!
♥KQ
Subpoena, my ass!
2007-01-25
Lol. Got your attention, eh?
I was in a spelling bee today. I came in second. I HATE spelling bees but am always unwillingly sent to compete in them. Eventually it was down to me and Josh. "Josh," Said Mrs. Hasman, "Spell, 'sovereign'." "Sovereign," he said, "S-O-V-E-R-I-G-N, Sovereign." Ding. It was incorrect. thinking I was owning this spelling bee, I spelled it. "Sovereign. S-O-V-E-R-E-I-G-N. Sovereign." No sound. It was correct. w00t. "Now," said Mrs. H, "spell 'subpoena'." I smiled. "You're joking, right?" She smiled back, only with venom. "Nope. Subpoena." Of course, now I know how to spell "subpoena". But at the time? I'd never heard the word in my life! "Ahahaha. Ok. Um. Subpoena, eh? Can I have a definition, please?" She continued to smile and read me the definition. "Alrighty...could you use it in a sentence?" I asked tentatively. She said, "The man who witnessed the car crash was issued a subpoena by the court." "Ahahahha. Ok. Language of origin, just for jollies?" "Latin," she snapped impatiently. "Ok, ah, subpoena. S-A-P-P-I-N-A. Subpoena." I choked. An obvious ding followed. I returned to my seat. Josh came up to the mike. "Subpoena," he said. "S-U-B-P-E-O-N-A. Subpoena." Ding. I returned to the mike. "Spell surveillance," said Mrs. H. Once again thinking I owned this, I said, "Surveillance. S-U-R-V-E-I-L-A-N-C-E." Ding. Damn it.
Anyway, it pretty much bounced back and forth. Josh won and is going to the regionals. But me? I think I got pretty much the best-case scenario. I got runner-up, schoolwide recognition, a $20 Borders gift card and, to sweeten the deal, I *don't* have to go to the damn regionals.
♥ KQ
O_O Holy...
2007-01-21
We have snow. In TUCSON. in the CITY. Oh my God!!! Yay!!! According to Isabelle and Sophia it hasn't snowed in this part of town since 2000, and then it didn't accumulate. I swear my family brings weird weather wherever we move--when we lived in VA, Hurricane Isabelle happened. lol. Anyway i'm cold and wet. G'night.
♥KQ
The Dance
2007-01-20
was very interesting...
My friends are terrible dancers.
lol.
PM me for details. I just cannot bring myself to put it publicly...
...though it is a good story.
KQ
Well
2007-01-17
I'm finally done with my exams. Woohoo!
I think I didn't do so hot in Physics, though.
(and it was brought to my attention that my last post seemed pretty jerkassed...I'm sorry about that; I was in a truly horrid mood. I'm not that mean, seriously. But it's true; I don't like to be bothered, ever. lol. I'm actually a fairly nice person most of the time.)
Hello
2007-01-16
My name is Zoë, but you can call me Killer Queen.
I'm a young hippie, yes, I understand what you're talking about when you talk politics, don't patronize me, or I can and *will* bust your ass.
Don't bother me. Ever. Seriously. And when I say "bother", I mean purposefully and intentionally annoy.
Oh, yes, and to those of you who are globally conscious:
http://www.foe.org/camps/intl/africa/liberiadebtaction.html
It is important...
Oh, and I love to sing. And play guitar. And piano.
Love to all,
♥KQ
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