New Years and Such

"Marui chikyuu no suiheisen ni
Nanika ga kitto matte iru
Kurushii koto mo aru daro sa
Kanashii koto mo aru daro sa
Dakedo bokura wa kujikenai
Naku no wa iya da waratchao susume"

                                        -Hyokkori Hyoutanjima by Morning Musume 

In case you haven't figured it out, that's Japanese. Yes, Morning Musume is a J-Pop band, and in case you don't know what J-Pop is, it's Japanese Pop Music. Now you're probably thinking, "Huh? Isn't this the girl who complained a few posts ago about being made fun of for having a "strictly alternative" playlist?" Yes, yes it is. However, I am also quite obsessed, for some reason, with J-Pop. Not only that, but J-Rock, J-Punk, and even a bit of J-Metal. Japanese music is soooo freaking different than American music. But I love it. Oh, and in case you wanted a translation of that, it goes something like...

"There’s surely something waiting for us
On the horizon of this round earth
There’s bound to be hard times
There’s bound to be sad times
But we won’t give up
We hate crying, so smile and keep going"

Which brings me to the subject of the New Year.
I always tell myself that if something bad happens, if things aren't going my way, if I'm just plain out of it, I'll keep on going no matter what. I always try my best to live true to that...and sometimes it doesn't work. I usually find that my depression comes back and I become antisocial (more so than I am already) and it just doesn't work.  This coming year, however, I am going to try even harder to just keep on living. Forget about everything except for what's right here, right now. Live in the moment.
There's a sign on the wall in my bedroom written in a scrawl of purple ink that says:

KEEP ON DREAMING.

KEEP ON ROCKING.

KEEP ON LIVING.

And in 2011, I intend to do just that. Let's hope that for once, things work out better than they have in the past. For once, nothing can succeed at pulling me under. For once, I can just...live.

In the words of one of my favorite songs of all time...

2010, GOOD RIDDANCE!

 

Winter...or is it still Fall?

"I ought to say no, no, no sir
(Mind if I move in closer)
At least I'm gonna say that I tried
(What's the sense in hurtin' my pride)
I really can't stay
(Oh baby don't hold out)
Baby it's cold out side"

                                  -Baby It's Cold Outside by Dean Martin

My favorite Christmas song. Actually, I don't think its so much a Christmas song as just a winter song. But still. I love it.

So looks like no Christmas traveling for me. Nope, we got two miles up the highway and BAM! Snow hit us like a brick. So we had to turn around and go back. Looks like I'm not doing anything this Christmas.

I can only remember one other Christmas I've spent at home with just me and my parents, and it was two or three years ago. I feel like if I'm not with other family at Christmas then it doesn't count for some reason.

On the upside of things, its snowing like heck out there, and its beautiful. I plan to go sledding in it as soon as I can. At night, it all turns purple and its so cold you could probably end up with frost bite, but I don't care. I'm just glad its so wintery, (Is that a real word? Wintery? Well, now it is. So there.)

Most people hate winter cuz its so cold and a lot of people hate snow I guess. (I know! I don't get it either!) I could say that winter is my favorite season. But then when summer comes around, summer's my favorite. I don't really care too much for spring or fall because they're almost unoticeable. Its like you never know when they really happen because fall blends in so easily with summer and so does spring. Its almost like cold winter, cool winter, hot summer, cooler summer, and then back to cold winter.

Anyway, Happy Holidays all.  :)

Holidays and Other Unrelated Things

"Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma
Mne nuzha on, mne nuzha on
Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma
Mne nuzha on, mne nuzha on"

                          -Ya Soshla S Uma by T.A.T.U.

This beautiful little gem is in Russian, and I think I'll just let you figure out the lyrics for yourself. I actually changed one of the words, otherwise it would sound wrong coming from my perspective. You ever heard of T.A.T.U.?  Their a Russain Pop duo and they actually have an English version of this song called "All The Things She Said", but I think I prefer the Russian version. It has more emotion in it, probably because they're singing in their home language. This is probably the only T.A.T.U. song I like. I dunno. It's just pretty.

Oye. I haven't written in two days. I have an excuse, though. I've been busy doing...nothing. Yep.

Tommorow I'm leaving again for the holidays. This time though, there's no crazy name for it, no different holiday. Just plain ol' traditional Christmas. Which is just fine with me. This time I'll be heading to Kansas City, Missouri (And no, before you ask, not all my relatives live in Missouri) and then right after that I'm heading back to St. Louis by myself. Why? Because I can. It'll be good to be away from my parents for awhile.

It bugs the crap out of me when my friends start in with the "Ohmygosh your mom is so cool I wish my mom was like your mom cuz that'd be awesome and blablablabla." Okay first off, you don't live with my mom everyday, 24/7 for your whole life. You don't know what she's like when I don't have friends over. She's like this multipersonality person. If company is over, its "Miss Hostess" mode. If my friends are over, its "Embarrasing Mother" mode. If she's bored, its "Really Freaking Annoying Blonde Chick" mode. And if she wants sympathy (the most annoying one) its "I Don't Know How To Do Anything So I'm Going To Stand Here And Look Confused Until You Pay Attention To Me" mode. Meerrhhh...

Anyway, Happy Holidays to you and yours. I wish snow upon you!  :)



Spontaneous Combustion

"You keep eternity, give us the radio

Deploy the battery, we're taking back control

Engage the energy, light up the effigy

No chance to take it slow

By now I'm sure you know, know, know, know, know...

ONE TWO THREE FOUR!

Get up and go!"

                            -Planetary (GO!) by My Chemical Romance

Whoo! I feel great. I wanna just breeze through life without looking back. I wanna break things. I wanna scream at the sunset. I wanna dance till I drop. I wanna set something on fire. I WANNA LIVE!

*...cough*

Wow. What just happened? o_O

ANYWAY...

At the bottom of this post, you shall find a certain video. This certain video is made entirely by me. It's about my trip to Japan this summer, and its part of my vlog series. Yes yes, I have a vlog. A KVlog, to be exact. So. Click on it. Watch it. And hey, while you're at it, make me a sandwich. No pickles. Thanks.

...Didja watch it yet? Didja didja didja?? I did. I watched it a lot. I know every line from that movie. Wanna know why? Cuz I'm in it. XD

Did I drink some coffee? No, I don't like coffee. Huh. That's really weird...

Amazing, right? Naw.

Kenzie: The Great Inbetween

"I'd rather go to hell

than be in purgatory,

cut my hair,

gag and bore me,

pull this pin,

let this world explode!"

-Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) by MCR

So. I was doing some thinking yesterday. (WHY DO ALL MY POSTS START OUT LIKE THIS?!?!?) And I figured it out. I am an inbetween person. I'm not to the left, nor to the right. Just smack dab in the middle. And I'll tell you why.

I'm not entirely a girly girl, but I'm really not a tomboy either. I'm somewhere inbetween.

I'm not one of those child prodigys that know every-freaking-thing, but I'm totally not dumb either. My brain is at a happy medium.

I'm really not socially gifted, but I'm not a complete introvert. Stuck in the middle.

My handwriting is sort of suckish, but its totally ledgible. Its mediumish.

I fail epically at most things, but I'm actually pretty good at one or two things. It balances out.

I'm really pretty mature, but I can be reeeaallly immature if I feel like it.

I'm not tall at all, but I'm not...eh, forget that one. I am actually pretty freaking short.

Anyway, you see? I'm stuck in the middle. And I don't like it. I wanna be on one end of the spectrum, not squished inbetween. Hmmm...

And You Thought You Had A Strange Family...

"Can I be the only hope for you?

Because you're the only hope for me.."

                                                   -The Only Hope For Me Is You by My Chemical Romance

Before I officially start this post, I must apologize ahead of time for any mistakes I might make. I'm halfway asleep as it is, but I really want to post right now. So here we go.

By now I hope you know already about the whole Thanksmismas thing. I thought I'd just post about what I've been doing since I got here.

Friday: Got in at about 5:30 in the evening. Went to Costco where I watched three 3D Television sets and got 3 cases of Fitz Root beer, orange, and grape soda. Fitz is a soda company down here in St. Louis that makes amazing soda. I've been to their factory before, its neato. After that I convinced everyone to go to Global Market, a place that sells food brands from all over the world. I wanted to go and see if they had anything there from Japan cuz I miss their food from when I was there. They did. I found strawberry Pocky and a few other things I remembered. Then we went home and had an impromptu violin/ukulele performance. I play violin and so does my grandpa, and my grandma plays ukulele. After that I went to bed I think.

Saturday: Woke up at 8:00 (early for me) and had some toast and hot cocoa. Took a shower and got dressed for the day. People started coming at noon. My cousin Sebastian (Seb for short)and I went downstairs and played ping pong for awhile. Then my grandma found these things she calls "poppers". They're like little New Years Eveish popper things and they all have something inside. My had a screwdriver (I don't get it either) and a silver paper crown (everyone had a crown). So we put our crowns on and ate dinner. I love how its completely normal for my family to sit around eating BBQ brisket for a Christmas meal in paper crowns. Then came the presents. My aunt knows me the best and always gives great presents. I ended up with a new MCR shirt, their new album(a song from which I quote above), their second album that Seb burned for me, Gerard Way's graphic novel "The Umbrella Academy", Epic Mickey, and some Bath & Body Works stuff. Score, right? Then we attempted a family picture which, of course, took forever. Another violin performance went underway. Then we headed out to my grandpa's house out in the country. Ate some really awesome chili and burned a huge pile of leaves. (Total pyro watching huge fire=awesome night no matter what) Then I came home and wrote this blog. I'm leaving for my home-home tommorow. *yawn* Okay. I'm done now. Gooooodnight. ^^

The Thanksmismas Experience

"I will keep calling you to see

If you're sleeping are you dreaming?

If you're dreaming are you dreaming of me?

I can't believe you actually picked me..."

                     -Calling You by Blue October

So you'll rememer I told you last post that I was headed to St. Louis for the weekend for a half-Thanksgiving-half-Christmas shindig with my family. We all go different places and can't get together on actual holidays, so a few years ago we made up our own. We call it Thanksmismas, and it is exactly what I stated earlier. A half-Thanksgiving-half-Christmas. This is when we open Christmas presents and eat a huge meal and just enjoy the time we have with each other. I always have fun. Mostly me and my cousin just goof off to the extreme and then open presents while laughing at how stupid the adults get. Plus I get to show off my awesome violin skills (LIES!) to everyone this year. It will be an epic-fest.

So, with the fact that it is currently 1:30 in the morning, I must either go to bed now or...end up staying on the computer for 2 more hours as usual. I opt for the second one. Well...bye.

MUZAK!

"We may only have tonight

But till the morning sun you're mine, all mine

Play your music low

And swing to the rhythm of love."

                                    -Rhythm of Love by Plain White T's

A really happy little jumpy song. I'm feeling quite happy right now. A lot of things are finally going my way (for once).

I was thinking back today about TV shows I used to watch when I was little. My favorite favorite favorite shows ever were Blue's Clues (until, of course, Joe came around. Ick.) and The PowerPuff Girls. I was also really into Spongebob for awhile. (Who wasn't?) I admit, sometimes when I'm bored I'll sit around and watch little kids shows for awhile. My favorite so far is one on Noggin called The Upsidedown Show. You have to watch it to get the full effect, but It's just my kind of humor. ^^

I recently discovered this indie band called Mumford and Sons. Their music is like, alternative mixed with a tiny bit of folk, and I love it. My favorite song from them is called Little Lion Man, and here's the link. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLJf9qJHR3E&feature=fvw

Amazing little song right there.

By the way, I'm heading to St. Louis tommorow for a half-Thanksgiving-half-Christmas thing, but I'll be back on Sunday. So if I don't write in that timeframe, that's why.

Well, time to get lost in the world of music. Bai.

More lists...

"Run away,
Like it was yesterday
And we could run away
If we could run away,
Run away from here"

                                                      -Bulletproof Heart by My Chemical Romance

I like this song. It's new. It's got an awesome beat. It's by My Chem. What's not to love?

Recently, I learned how to play Brandenburgs Concerto No. 5 on my violin. Granted, I'm nowhere near perfect with it yet. But I'm getting a lot better than I was when I first saw the piece. Its a really neat piece, I get it stuck in my head sometimes.

Christmas is coming up. I love Christmas time. No, not just because of the presents and junk. Mostly because I get to see family that I haven't seen in a long time. Everyone's generally happy, no one's upset or anything. AND, there's awesome food. ^^ Oh, and did I mention snow? I think I did awhile ago. Snow is my favorite. I love when it just snows and snows and snows and doesn't let up. I dunno why, but I've always wanted to be snowed in somewhere. It seems like it would be fun...that sounds weird.

Hmmm...oh I know what I'll do.

There's this list of weird/stupid stuff about me. Here goes.

1. If you know what's good for you, don't put your hands anywhere near my neck. I will most likely flip out and punch you in the face by accident.

2. I am deathly afraid of sharp objects (mainly knives), getting hit by a car, and loss. Of anything.

3.I don't like coffee, tea, tomatoes, ham, pickles, seafood, chinese food, pork, bacon, mushrooms, or eggs. I get told I'm weird a lot cuz apparently normal people like all those things. I dunno.

4. If I had a choice, I'd rather be really cold than really hot. Cuz if you're really cold then you can put as many layers on as you want. But if you're really hot...well, there's a stopping point in there.

5. I've never really learned how to spell the word "definitely". I had to look it up just now even. It's the only word I have problems with.

6. Sometimes I have to sit and think weather I need to write a b or a d. I really hope that doesn't make me dyslexic...  o.O

7. I have eaten alligator before. Honest to goodness, it tastes just like chicken.

8. I have never ever used the "R" word (that means mentally handicapped) or the "G" word (that means liking someone of the same gender.) or the "F" word (that is a more derogatory version of the G word) to describe anything ever in my life, and I never will.

...that's all I can think of. I make lists a lot, don't I? Huh.

Well, see ya.

Lists and things

"I'm gonna be fine again. I have to keep Graceful Dancing."

                                                      -Graceful Dancing by Blue October

I think I've decided to open every post from now on with a quote from a song that describes my feelings at that moment. So here's today's. It's a beautiful song that almost has me down to a T.

In case you haven't noticed, I posted my Twitter updates down at the bottom of the page. There's a new one from time to time. Honestly, I forget about my Twitter a lot. But there's actually some interesting stuff there. :)

I have been working on a bucket list. Yeah yeah, I know. I'm only 15, no need for a list this soon. But why wait? So here's what I have so far..

1. Go see a show on Broadway.

2. Go see American Idiot on Broadway (Can count for number one)

3. Go to an MCR/Blue October/Green Day concert

4. Record a song, if not a whole CD, and sell it.

5. Skydive. (Really.)

6. Master the Japanese language

7. Get contacts that turn my eyes purple

8. Go to New York for a week (Or more!!)

9. Master the violin

...I had a lot more, I really did. I'll probably randomly post them as I think of them throughout other posts.

*Yawn* Oyasumi nasai.  ^^

Rain, Snow, and My Chemical Romance

"Sing it out
Boy they're gonna sell what tomorrow means
Sing it out
Girl they're gonna kill what tomorrow brings
You've got to, make a choice if the music drowns you out
Raise your voice every single time they try and shut your mouth"

                                                                         -SING by My Chemical Romance

 

 

I am so in love with that song right now. It's from my favorite band, My Chemical Romance. They just recently came out with a new album called Danger Days: The True Lives of The Fabulous Killjoys. I gotta hand it to them, its probably their best yet. And even better, the album came out on my birthday. I knew they loved me back. :)

I don't care what you're doing right now, you must stop and listen to this song. Here, I'll make it easy on you. There's the link, right there. >>>>>  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTgnDLWeeaM All you gotta do is click.

So it finally snowed here where I live. Like really snowed. Snow is my favorite, next to rain. I don't know why I like rain so much, because most people hate it. There was this day last summer where it was raining really hard, lightning and all. I was home doing nothing, staring out the window. It was actually kind of pretty. I had a performance to go to later that day so I was trying my best to look nice. And then I said, "You know what? SCREW IT." And I ran out the door, barefoot, into the pouring rain. It was freezing cold, but I didn't care. I had fun. I don't think I really even did anything. Just kind of stood outside in the rain, admiring what was around me. I came back inside, soaking wet with my parents staring at me like I was insane. (I was.) But I loved it!! It felt amazing.

I think I'll go stare at the sparkly snow some more. Ahah, sparkly.

Bye.

What? No I didn't copy anyone.. *nervous giggle*

K, so my friend (the one who owns the blog I plugged about two or three posts ago) just posted a blog about his daily life. Sooooo...me being the uncreative person I am, thought maybe I would do that too. Cuz I honestly can't think of anything else to write. Sorry I copied you, Fish.  :)

Well...
I wake up at about 5:30ish most mornings (sometimes later, depends on what time I got to bed) and fight myself to go back to sleep until at least 7:00. Then I usually get out of bed about 7:15ish and go turn my straightening iron on. After that I drag myself to go brush my teeth, and then go back to my room and get dressed. Once I accomplish that, I perch my small little mirror on the side of my bed and attempt to flatten my unruly mess of curls so it looks halfway presentable. (While all this is happeneing there's usually some sort of loud music playing off my iPod.) Then I make sure a grab my School ID and my iPod and I head out the door. My dad drives me to school, and I usually get there about 7:45 at the earliest. I walk down the first hall past all the preps and other people straight to the people I call my friends. (The Outsiders. Otherwise known as nerds.) We usually sit and talk about nothing until the 8:00 bell rings. That's when half of us (not me) have to go to the band room. The rest of us stay there until about 8:10 and chat or pick on each other. Once the 8:10 bell rings, me and what's left of our group head downstairs to our lockers and our first class. Mine just happens to be Spanish. I sit with two of my friends and we mostly just talk the whole time because trust me, that class is so easy I could pass it with my eyes shut. Next is Physical Science which usually drones on and on and on...then I go to Lit/Comp, where my pencilcase and sometimes my planner is mercilessly stolen from me numerous times by a bunch of football players/wrestlers who aren't even smart enough to know what 2+2 is. Next, lunch. I love lunch not only because I adore school food (totally not even being sarcastic there, I love school food.) but because this is the only time I get to see all my friends in one place. Then after that's over I go to my least favorite class, Algebra. I HATE MATH. Anyway, then depending on what day it is I either go to Show Choir or Transitions, which is a stupid class, but its required for all freshmen. Then I go to study hall where, if I remembered my money, I usually end up buying a purple Powerade that lasts about 10 minutes before its gone. After 45 minutes of goofing off and watching junk on YouTube I go to my final class of the day, Speech I. I really love this class. Its hard to explain, but its fun. After the school day is over I walk down three flights of stairs to get back to my locker, shove my books in my backpack, then walk back up two flights of stairs to get out the door, where I am usually greeted by my best friend who sits with me until my dad arrives to take me home. After I get home, depending on what day it is, I have about 3 or 4 hours to sit around and do nothing until I have to go to some extracurricular thing. Mondays is either show choir practice or Irish Dance (Hush.) Wednesdays is church stuff (-.-) and Thursdays are violin lessons. After whatever, I go home, take a shower and eat some dinner, then jump online for about two hours before my parents nag at me to get upstairs. Once I get upstairs I usually turn my iPod on and get back on Facebook or end up texting until I fall asleep. Then I wake up and do it all again the next day.

Goodness gracious that was long.. So now I guess if you ever wanted to stalk me...*shiver*
(Sorry again for copying you, Fish. Haha.)

I forgot to name this one...lol

My mother decided to have her work's Christmas party at our house this year, so I've been banished to my room. Well, not so much banished as I really don't want to be down there anyway, but you get the idea. So, I figured I'd take this time I have by myself to write a blog. I still don't know what its going to be about.

I am currently listening to one of my favorite artists, Eminem. Eminem is the one and ONLY rapper I can stand to listen to. I think its mostly because he doesn't only rap about girls and booze and sex and what not. He raps about life, how it really is, and I can relate to a lot of it. Most of the people who know me probably would go into some sort of shock if they knew I listened to him, cuz they all know my playlist is strictly Alternative. (My Chemical Romance, Green Day, Blue October, etc...) But I dunno. I don't know how I came to love Eminem, because before him I HATED  rap. But he's kind of given me an appreciation for other music. I think I'd like to meet him someday.
And while we're on the subject of music...
I almost hate the fact that I'm into Alternative music. People tend to categorize you by your music taste, and trust me, they're always unfair. When I was in 7th grade, a friend of mine took one look at my iPod and almost immedeatly she and a group of other girls had gone to my teacher and told her they were "worried" about me. Apparently if you're playlist contains songs with loud and noisy lyrics, you have problems. Granted, we were in 7th grade and I'm sure they were just trying to be good friends, but still. It pissed me off. Leave me alone, ya know? I almost won't have friends over anymore because my walls are plastered with the musicians I love, and they always seem to ask questions. Anyway..

Man. Em is angry a lot, isn't he?

Hurgh. Well, once I think of something else to write I certainly will. Writers block. (-.-)
See you.

Life In General

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You should go there. You really should go there. You need to go there. YOU REALLY NEED TO GO THERE.
He's a great writer and needs to be recognized more than he is now. So what are you waiting for? CLICK IT!

The views of the world

I realized awhile ago that everyone I know has a different image of me.

To my parents, I'm the girl they raised. I get good grades and I don't get in trouble. I'm the girl who almost never does what I'm told without putting up a fight. I'm generally lazy but I'm really helpful when it comes to the computer. I'm the one who just doesn't care anymore, who doesn't want to listen. I'm the one who watches annoying TV shows, the one they spend way to much money on. I am their daughter.

To my friends, I'm the smart one that always has something helpful to say. I'm the one who's funny but mature at the same time. I'm the one to go to for advice. I'm the girl who breezes through life without looking back. I'm the girl who gets slightly annoying when she gets upset. I'm the one who gets picked on because I'm short and blonde. I am one of them.

To my teachers, I'm the quiet one. The one who always pays attention in class, but never raises her hand, even though she probably knows most of the answers. The one who, when she does speak up in class, always has something interesting to say. The one who usually slacks off, but somehow gets good grades anyway. The one who sucks at math, who excells at Speech and Literature. I am a B+ student.

To my peers, I'm just another girl. The nerdy one who they go to for answers. The one who's usually quiet, but can snap back at you if you're gonna be a jerk. The one who dyed her hair red a few weeks ago, so she must be strange. The one who's only been here since last year, so she's different. I am an outsider.

And me. To me, I'm the strange girl in the mirror. The one who's letting her grades fall because she's turning into a fulltime slacker. The lovesick girl who can't make up her mind about anything. The one who dreams of so much, yet does so little. The clumsy girl who needs to learn to watch her step. The one who gets mad at almost EVERYTHING nowadays, and can't figure it out. The one who's too afraid to show off her talents because she knows she'll be made fun of. I am me.

There you have it. That's how the world views Kenzie.

Random Stuff Running Through My Mind...

RANDOM! RANDOM! RANDOM RANDOM RANDOM! RANDOOOOM!
(Sing to the tune of Mango by mrweebl. Whaaaat?! You've never heard of it?! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AnKysErG4hA Click it! Nowww!)

Today I fell down some stairs. It freaking hurt. And it still does. And it probably will continue hurting for the next week or so. It was bad. (-.-)
There's some lyrics from this Blue October song (Blue October= One of my all time favorite bands) that go like this:

And I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.
My heart while in its cage is used to give and not receive a thing
But the only funny thing is that I don't know how to give myself advice

This is extremely true for me, right now especially. I'm like, the go-to person. If someone's upset or confused or just needs someone to talk to, they come to me. And I'm totally not saying I have a problem with that, cuz I don't. I'm actually quite flattered. However...ya know. It'd be nice if it was the other way around once in awhile. Cuz I'm human too, ya know. I have problems just like the rest of you. I get confused quite often. And sometimes, I just need a shoulder to cry on. But is that shoulder ever there? No. It's not.
Complain, complain, complain...

There's these other lyrics I know...

Love can build a bridge
Between your heart and mine
Ooo, love can build a bridge
Don't you think its time?
Don't you think its time...

*cough cough*
Lalala..
If I didn't say this already (which I know I did, shut up) I freaking love Blue October. I'd marry Justin Furstenfield...if he wasn't already. *sniffle*
Crap. I thought I had more to write. Guess not...
Well, see ya.



"I wish I could go to sleep and wake up with amnesia. Try to forget the things I've done..."
        -Amnesia by Blue October

What's in a name?

So yeah, over the years I've had quite a few nicknames. Some have stuck with me, others have fallen off into the abyss of forgoteness. Anywho, here they are.

Let's see...we'll start with when I was ittybitty. When I was little little, my parents came up with several stupid petnames for me. One of them was Kenzie (Note: I guess I should have said awhile ago, my full name is Mackenzie. Just to avoid confusion.) Which I guess I don't mind. Its really just a shorter and easier to spell/pronounce version of my real name. But then they shortened it even more to Kenz. Then somehow they came up with all this other junk, like Keeks, McKeykers, Kenzers, and so on. (The only reason you would call me any of that now is if you have a death-wish. Not even kidding.)
Then, when I was in first grade, my teacher started calling me Mack. She is the ONLY person I have ever known to do so, until recently. My Lit/Comp teacher now calls me Mack on all my papers, for some reason...
Then in maybe 5th grade, all the girls in my class wanted to come up with nicknames for each other. I thought it was stupid, but I went along with it. I chose one of my parents stupid petnames, KiKi, for myself. I don't know why, but everyone freaking loved it. I'm still called that by quite a few people today, although somewhere along the line I changed the spelling to KeKe because that made more sense. And I didn't think it was possible, but they managed to shorten even this one to just plain Kee. So if I ever hear anyone yelling "Kee!" down the hall at me, that's my que.
Then...let's see...urhm, in 7th grade my class only had 7 people in it, and we all came up with different nicknames (which we later put on shirts, I still have mine) Mine was Muffin. (Yeah yeah, I know. Get it all out of your system.) Maybe two people from that class still call me that.
8th grade...hm, nothing new there. I didn't have many friends in 8th grade cuz that was the year I moved to a new school. Don't worry though, I have friends now.
9th grade. (The most current) I had this streak of rebellion where I dyed my hair bright-freaking-red (Which only lasted a week) However, during this time the names Strawberry, Ichigo (which means strawberry in Japanese), Strawberry Shortcake, and Ginger managed to pop up. Like, one person still calls me Ichigo and its not really that often.

Anyway, the only ones that managed to stick are KeKe, Kenzie, Kenz, and of course my parents still insist on calling me all the stupid junk they came up with. I kind of prefer a nickname, actually. My real name is too complcated. I mean, come on, there's a Z in there! I bet you don't have a Z in your name, do you?

The Anthem of a Rebel

So this morning I was doin' my thing, ya know. Getting ready for school with my music on full blast, not caring about the world. And then a song started playing...and I had no idea what it was.
My first reaction was (of course)"What the heck is this song and how did it get on my iPod?" But then I listened a bit...I realized it was 21st Century Breakdown by Green Day. First I felt really stupid for not knowing what it was right off the bat. And then I listened a bit...and I thought, "Holy crap. This is like, my anthem right now." And I'll tell you why. (Lyrics in Bold, reason in...normal. I guess. Haha)

Born into Nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born, and the first one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun

Well, I wasn't born into Nixon, but the rest of it sounds about right.


21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
Yeah. That last line especially. And the second line, too. I've been lost since...well, a long time. And so far, no one has even bothered to change that. Or to help. Thanks, guys.

Condemnation is what I understood
Video games to the tower's fall
I don't really know how to explain this one but...it works. Somehow.

21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I am losing what's left of my mind
Here we go with this again...

We are the class of, the class of 13
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969

K, so the class is a year off (I'd be Class of '14) And neither of my parents were born in 1969. HOWEVER, if you change the "We are" in the third line to "I am", there you have it.

My name is no one
The long lost son

Obviously my name is Kenzie, not no one. But hell, it might as well be. Same for that second line...

I am a nation
A worker of pride
My debt to the status quo

I honestly don't understand this line (I never claimed to be a genius, leave me alone!!) However, if I'm interpeting it correctly, I do take pride in most everything I do. The status quo thing is another one that's hard to explain, but trust me. It works.

I swallowed my pride
And I choked on my faith
I've given my heart and my soul
I've broken my fingers
And lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control

Done all'a that once over. It's not all that fun.

Oh dream, America, dream
I can't even sleep
From the light's early dawn
This one's pretty self-explanitory.

Oh scream, America, scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons

Another one that's hard to explain. Except I do seem to be doing a lot of screaming lately. Anyway...



Now, before you come whining to me with, "Hey hey hey hey, you left out a whole bunch of stuff."  I KNOW. I left out the stuff that had nothing to do with anything, thank you very much.
Anyway, that was my revelation for the day. What's yours?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4ZKlT1EvCA  <<<<< Watch it.

Lazy Sunday Afternoon

Well, its Sunday. You know what that means.
There's school tommorow. (-.-)

I think I shall dedicate this day to doing absolutely nothing.
Maybe I'll make some brownies later or something.
Come to think of it, I've got some dark chocolate ones in my pantry right now. Oh my..

Eeeeeyyaaaa...why do I have nothing to write about?
Oh yeah.
Cuz I'm not interesting. Forgot that for a second there.
Maybe I'll write a rant later. Yeah, sounds good.

I am me. Who are you?

I am:
Intelligent
Gullible
Approcahable
Easy-going
Understanding
Quiet
Short
Blonde
Apprehensive
Mindful
Respective
Curious
Creative
Silly
Indifferent
Unique
Thoughtful
Lethargic
Nerdy
Musical
Shy
Absent minded
Forgetful
Stubborn


I am not:
Unmotivated
Preppy
Sporty
Coordinated
Organized
Tall
Fast
Beautiful
Conceited
Immature
Out-going
Sane
Serious
Strong
Logical

A blog. What else?

Oh. Hello there.
My name's Kenzie. How do you do?
Erhm...I guess this would be my blog. I dunno. I like writing, so I got one'a these things.
Although, I don't think I'm going to be telling anyone of this project. Because when I know exactly who is going to be reading what I write, I tend to censor myself to the point of not even being me anymore. So if I told you personally about this thingy, then you should feel very special. Congratulations.

Anyway, yeah. Here I am. With this blog. I suppose I should introduce myself.
Hi. I'm Kenzie. But I prefer it to be written "Kenzeh". Don't ask me why, because I won't answer.
I love all things Japanese, mac and cheese, technology, and other junk like that.
Yes, I am a nerd and no, I'm not afraid to admit it. Hey, at least I'm not a prep.  (-.-)
And uh...that's about it for right now, I suppose.

I guess I'll be writing about me. Mainly me. Some other stuff sometimes, too. But probably mostly me. I promise I'm not as egotistical as I sound.
If I stay true to this thing (because I have about 347589 other failed attempts at blogging on other sites), I should be posting at least once a week. I hope (key word right there) to post everyday, but I guarentee that will not happen. So hah.

Anyway, I'm going to stop now. Cuz I have nothing else to say.
Byebye.