http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit Hiya! You've reached StarrGurl's blog...Leave a comment after the beep! Lol, no. I'm a nice chicky who lives in Kentucky, in the United States...But I aspire to live in the UK, particularly England. My goal to travel to England was realized this year, my sophomore year of high school, and I hope to complete it within the next five years. That, btw, should give you a timeframe of my age...Hopefully you got it! I enjoy having a good conversation with someone, even an impossibly random stranger, and I hope you'll find me polite enough around my American attitude. So...You're supposed to fill out the rest of this with things you do, right? 1-I listen to: new rock, mostly, like Death Cab for Cutie, She Wants Revenge, Nightmare of You, Cake, Placebo, and a decent mixture of British bands. 2-I read: whatever I can get my hands on, mostly, but my favorite novels are definitely of the fantasy type. I can natter on for hours about fantasy... 3-I do: a little of this, a little of that. I enjoy hanging out with friends at school, curling up with a good book (all of the time!), sleeping (pathetic, really, but I think it's just my narcoleptic genes), surfing the Internet...And I believe that's all the time I have for this. Kudos. en StarrGurl StarrGurl Sat, 16 Dec 2006 21:20:19 +0100 daily 1 I'm not quite with it today, methinks. It's the first day of winter break and I have absolutely nothing going on. The rest of my family is out golfing and I'm...at the library. I'm thinking "accidentally," but you can never accidentally end up somewhere. I didn't know that my whole family, all six of them, were going to go golfing. I wanted to get to the library today. Three books were due with no renewals left, for Chrissakes, and weren't my parents harping on about no more fines, ever? (Haha, not quite like that...But very close.) So anyways, when I asked my mum if I could go to the  library today, she said, "What about golfing?" My answer was, "Well, I'd like to go, but not for sport, just for company." She asked, "Would you rather go to the library?" I told her yes, so here I am. I thot perhaps one of them might stay behind, but no. Lol. I don't know how to feel--a bit left out, yes, but it wasn't an action for the... Sat, 16 Dec 2006 21:20:19 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Life-is-one-big-yawn-after-another/31/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Life-is-one-big-yawn-after-another/31/ Posted Wednesday, March 29, 2006 Feeling a lot better after a bout of sickness...Colds, flus, fevers, and fatigue are the worst things that has ever been thrown at mankind, hands down. It was awful. It began after I took my lil brother to Putt Putt last Friday for the first round of mini golf of the season. (THAT was a completely mad expenditure--it was 30-degrees outside, and even the guy who runs it commented, "Bit cold to be playing golf, isn't it?" as we made the dash back inside after 12 holes.) The lil brother came down with the flu, I felt like shit (no other way of putting it), lil sister had the flu awful--so basically, everyone was quarantined from the house to prevent it from being passed to the elders. Going to school (I'm nothing if not a fighter! And I love to share. Like my classmates.), everyone there was sick. With the same stuff! Let me tell you, Monday and Tuesday were bundles of fun as our teachers droned on over the sound of coughs, sneezing, yawning, and nose-blowing. After... Wed, 29 Mar 2006 23:36:13 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/In-A-Sunnier-Mood/30/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/In-A-Sunnier-Mood/30/ Posted Wednesday, March 22, 2006 Anywhere, of course. Things have been lovely lately...And very interesting. I'm a in a peachy, cantaloupe-colored sort of mood--if moods can be colored, which I believe so. Lately I've been balancing a massive amount of schoolwork, trying to keep up with Teds (the mysterious man mentioned in my last entry), balance out my friends (a feat only meant for circus performers!), and work. Work has never been very high on achievement for anyone's agenda...But it's spring, and I suppose I'm feeling ambitious. I've been up at Pets Plus a lot recently, hopefully earning brownie points with Mum, and preparing myself mentally for mowing the grass. It's not totally insane to think of mowing the grass when it's March, but it is when it snowed just the day before! But the grass has had an explosion--green popping out everywhere--somehow that was much more fun before St. Patrick's Day. Schoolwork...Has taken me over and made me its slave, unfortunately. My college credit... Wed, 22 Mar 2006 23:36:00 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Where-does-anyroad-take-you/29/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Where-does-anyroad-take-you/29/ Posted Saturday, February 26, 2005 We ought to have a celebration every Saturday. Saturdays are special days; whatever I'm doing, they always end up the highlight of my week. Lately, my Saturdays have been slotted for things like quick recall tourneys and sleepovers (lol, only one of those), and last weekend, I worked on Friday (which could've been Saturday--it felt like it), relaxed on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. This Saturday I worked again...Got into Pets Plus at 8:30 a.m. and worked till just before 1. It was a good deal, considering that I don't get paid for doing this for Mom, I just do it out of kindness. In return, I get to come to the library and hang out, I guess. Lol. So what's been going on...Let's see. First off, I think I'm falling head-over-heels for a British guy. I love, love, LOVE English things--I call myself an Anglophile, and at every opportunity, I think about England and when I get to go there. Hopefully, that will come within the next five years, otherwise I think I'll... Sat, 25 Feb 2006 20:40:39 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Saturdays-are-so-sweet./28/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Saturdays-are-so-sweet./28/ Posted 2/9/05 It's been over a month since I last blogged--that feels weird. Or if it hasn't been a month, then it's been very close to it. It seems like there's been a century passing from Christmas (?) to now. And a lot has occured since then. The ViRus thing blew over, thank goodness. It was kind of like the drama that wasn't. It held all the materials to be a huge, overblown ordeal (and it the gauge reached very close to that!), but it blew over. And my romance life has taken a turn for the worst. I began to crush on one of my friends, a not-so-cute but brainy and sweet guy. He's brillant. But I wasn't his "type." I think it's just b/c I'm ugly. I dunno. If you saw me on the streets, most ppl would say, "Well, she's not particularly pretty, but she has elements of beauty," where as kids at school go, "DAMN, is she ugly!" Like it's some sort of crime. I've always been the girl labeled the lesbian. I have manly features, combined with a certain dose of shyness, and I get an instant brand. I... Thu, 09 Feb 2006 23:49:06 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/I-ve-Been-Away-But-It-Wasn-t-Forever/27/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/I-ve-Been-Away-But-It-Wasn-t-Forever/27/ Posted Thursday, January 5, 2006 First entry for '06, and it feels pretty weird. That analogy above I made up. I thot about different situations into which ppl are forced to make a decision they really don't want to make, like I was, and boom. An analogy. A good one. I think I'll keep using it, for it seems this comes up a decent amount of times. So how am I forced into making decisions? Everywhere I go. With this ViRus issue that is beginning to seriously piss me off. It got off to a rough start. This entry might give you a little insight into why my last entry was so anxiety-filled, and updates. Not that anyone is interested. But still. It feels good to get it out and not have anyone I know personally viewing it. Okay. It was the stake of pride that caused me to meet Scott in the first place. My friend Amanda had been close buddies to him, and he continued complimenting her, when she found out how hot I really thot he was. So she arranged for me to meet him, one day she skipped into... Thu, 05 Jan 2006 22:42:37 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/like-forcing-shoot-the-gun-shoving-bullets-hand/26/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/like-forcing-shoot-the-gun-shoving-bullets-hand/26/ Posted Thursday, January 5, 2006 First entry for '06, and it feels pretty weird. That analogy above I made up. I thot about different situations into which ppl are forced to make a decision they really don't want to make, like I was, and boom. An analogy. A good one. I think I'll keep using it, for it seems this comes up a decent amount of times. So how am I forced into making decisions? Everywhere I go. With this ViRus issue that is beginning to seriously piss me off. It got off to a rough start. This entry might give you a little insight into why my last entry was so anxiety-filled, and updates. Not that anyone is interested. But still. It feels good to get it out and not have anyone I know personally viewing it. Okay. It was the stake of pride that caused me to meet Scott in the first place. My friend Amanda had been close buddies to him, and he continued complimenting her, when she found out how hot I really thot he was. So she arranged for me to meet him, one day she skipped into... Thu, 05 Jan 2006 22:42:22 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/like-forcing-shoot-the-gun-shoving-bullets-hand/25/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/like-forcing-shoot-the-gun-shoving-bullets-hand/25/ Posted December 19, 2005 Less than a week till Christmas. That's really strange to me; I don't know why. It's like I'm surrounded by Christmas "cheer" but I've been so adjusted to it (since before Thanksgiving) that I'm not even really noticing it anymore. It all seems so routine; the same lights, the same people, the same attitude. I'm making my own diagnosis by saying that I'm suffering Christmas Cheer Poisoning. The symptoms are a certain disregard to everything Christmas; a kind of detachment that allows you to be so caught up in yourself and your schedule that you don't observe the Reason for the Season. (Not that I'm very religious, of course; I'd even say I'm anti-religious. But I celebrate Christmas as a time to love your family and others around you, to celebrate one another's company while being rewarded for it.) The treatment, I guess, is to step back and soak up the smell of pine trees that live outdoors, to first freeze your arse off inside to come inside and sigh with happiness at the... Mon, 19 Dec 2005 21:35:12 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Lost-Confused-But-Don-Particularly-Mind/24/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Lost-Confused-But-Don-Particularly-Mind/24/ Posted November 23, 2005 Have you ever believe ne of the ppl who claim that aliens came and conointered them onto their spaceship, to be blasted off to foreign galaxies for the ppl to have their brains poked at? Usually, we don't hear from the ppl who have this happen to them, but hey, there is the lucky person who makes it back to good ole Earth to tell us about his (no doubt) life-changing experience. Perhaps you've never had this happen to you; and maybe you're one of the critics who doesn't believe the survivors, claiming that these "victims" need intense drug therapy and multiple shrinks. Perhaps  a bedroom with padded walls. I personally don't blame you for thinking such things. I think the same. Ah, but my writing life has escaped me. The aliens came and took my lovely writing life away. I haven't written a letter to any of my family members in five months (and that's heartbreaking for me to think about, b/c I used to be so good at it); I haven't blogged in over a month. What has... Wed, 23 Nov 2005 22:37:11 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/NISAS-Not-In-Such-A-Sunny-Mood/23/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/NISAS-Not-In-Such-A-Sunny-Mood/23/ Posted October 28, 2005 Ah, life is good right now. Right now I'm feeling like tired ppl do when they sink into a warm bath after a long day; that sort of contentedness. Ya know, right now the birds are singing, and everything is "Lalala!", but this loving life bit feels very temporary. All my happiness right now can be contributed to FFA. We hosted the National Quiz Contest at my school on Tuesday night, and that was so much fun! Chapters from all over America, including towns and states like Madera, California; Southland, Texas; Oregon; Missouri; Oklahoma; and Ohio, they all came to my tiny lil high school in Louisville, Kentucky for the Natl. Quiz Contest. It was supposed to start at 7 p.m., but I had to be there to help out at 5 p.m. The first chapter to arrive, right at 5: 30, was Southland. They described their town as one where the "Welcome" sign was back-to-back, that the town itself only had about 100 living beings inside it. The school apparently has 180 students, from... Fri, 28 Oct 2005 00:59:09 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/The-creatures-that-are-the-easy-keepers-are/22/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/The-creatures-that-are-the-easy-keepers-are/22/ Posted October 6, 2005 "Crazy" doesn't even begin to cover it. "Insane". "Chaotic." The last one is a loose term. You know, when ppl are asked what their life is like, one can always get a pretty strong, consistent answer. Crazy. "Man, you have no idea, my life is insane!" I've always said it, I'll admit it. I always thot it was pretty weird. But now I'm actually getting my share of out-of-control. Let's dissect my life real quick so you can get idea that I'm almost familiar with beyond craziness. It's all about my father. He's an alcoholic. This is an emotional hell for me. You have not experienced bad crap til your neighbors come knocking on your door at 2:30 a.m. to tell you that your dad was found passed out in their yard, when your father falls and breaks your gran's valuables (tables, walls, pictures, figurines, doors--nothing stops Dad!), til you've been in a near-car wreck with your Dad on one of his alcoholic episodes. I say "episodes"--it's almost regular for him. Along schedule.... Thu, 06 Oct 2005 23:13:05 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Life-is-a-near-death-experience.-George-Carlin/21/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Life-is-a-near-death-experience.-George-Carlin/21/ Posted September 20, 2005 Okay. Yeah. Right now, I'm not in the greatest of moods, just having checked up on Peter's blog. Diary of an Anarchist. No longer on the My Favourites list, so there you go, you can imagine what became of that. I'm sorry that I ever got involved between him and Kt. Apparently, I had my head in a bucket of shit or something, and I totally missed the risk of what I was getting into. So freakin' sorry. And what am I supposed to say? It wasn't very nice, and I'll never do it again? Haha, that's funny. Hilarious. I apologize to all offended parties, bus companies, and to any monkeys who had their feelings hurt during this time of realization. Hope that puts a Band-Aid on ne injuries for now, and that it sticks some duct tape on mouths that like to run a lot of curses and misspellings (and you know who you are). This is funny. I'm trying to apologize, but I can't help but being a smart aleck about it. Because these ppl have severely annoyed me. That's all I have to say... Tue, 20 Sep 2005 23:39:03 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Back-for-Seconds/20/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Back-for-Seconds/20/ Posted September 20, 2005 Whoot, only two days until I finally turn 15. I can stop lagging behind everyone in my grade in age--everyone's 15 or above! 15 is actually young compared to rest of the class of 2008. Or according to one of my friends, whom I call Geezer. Imagine why. Things have been cool for my birfday so far. I've gotten away with a lot lately, tho I can't imagine why. Thursday was Blackacre. That was a lot of fun. I wasn't expecting nething to happen, and nothing did, but my parents went bananas when they found out I took a walk in the woods with Brad and Jeff. But nothing happened--they're just being seriously anal retentive. See, they were under the illusion that I would be at the Blackacre Nature Preserve with a few other FFA kids, under the constant supervision of Mr. Suttles (my Ag. teacher) and Ms. Ridings. It didn't exactly happen. I got really bored quickly, and since it was just Brad and Jeff there, we decided to do some other things. Thank goodness, the Parentals didn't... Tue, 20 Sep 2005 23:16:50 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Wanted-Stable-Cowboy-Send-picture-horse-ASAP/19/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Wanted-Stable-Cowboy-Send-picture-horse-ASAP/19/ Posted August 31, 2005 You guys are so sweet sumtimes. I wish I could be on Blogigo more sumtimes, but it isn't feasible. No, it isn't that I'm Internet retardant, b/c I'm online nearly every day. But the whole purpose of me keeping a blog was so I could have a sort of diary, and it not be read by my parent's eyes. Let me tell you, my parents would hardly approve of the sort of stuff I do at school, and all the cussing I get away with on here. It's extremely nice to be making friends in the bargain, and I'm sorry that I'm not on here more. The only reason I'm on here at all is b/c when I visit the library and feel like venting, I get on the public computers that bear no records of past doings, and get away with it. I guess you could go ahead and smack my hand. Bad StarrGurl. Defying your parents and being sneaky like that, plus all the crap you do at school. But what is that if not having a bit of fun? I wish I could have more time to talk to everyone and blog more. I never get down everything... Thu, 01 Sep 2005 00:39:24 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Big-Wasteful-and-Wishful-Sigh/18/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Big-Wasteful-and-Wishful-Sigh/18/ Posted Thursday, August 18, 2005 -yawn- Stretch my limbs out. Seems like it's been ages since I last blogged. It was b4 my trip to Washington D. C. and reunion, wasn't it? (That's in backwards order, of course. The events occured vice-versa.) Back at the beginning of August. Well...The trip's over. It was definitely fun, b/c we got to stay in this beautifully furnished apartment along the Potomac River, and there was a lot that I got to do for the first time. Visit the National Air & Space Museum. Souvenirs bought: two cherry trees that we're on clearance for $5.99, if you can believe it, and pretty postcards for myself. Next stop: The Freer Gallery of Art. Souvenirs bought: A lot of postcards depicting art that only  cost me 19 cents a pop. Awesum deal! Erm...I feel that I bought sumpin' else, but I can't remember. The next day we visited the Library of Congress, where both my lil sister and I expected to be dazzled by the array of books that we were allowed to look at. Unfortunately, most... Thu, 18 Aug 2005 23:07:49 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Here-What-Highly-Recommended-Advice-the-Day-Avoid/17/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Here-What-Highly-Recommended-Advice-the-Day-Avoid/17/ Posted August 2, 2005 Man, y'all stay busy on Blogigo! I'm happy that I'm at least partially in this tight-knit society. I know I'm never on, and I don't really approve of having online friendships with ppl I don't know (it's a crazy parent thing. I used to chat online a ton, when my Mom asked me to stop. If she had told me to stop, I wouldn't have, but she asked, so I'm trying to abide to her wishes). BUT...I mean, as long as it just sticks with comments and stuff, I don't see how it could do all that much harm. No one on here knows where I live, do you? You could read through my old entries and see the city, but not my address. My high school's name is in here, as well as my first name, and the first names of all my friends. But unless you're brilliant, or you know me outside of Blogigo, then hopefully I can just stick with having this blog. And as I said, I like being on the edges of the "society." (You all remind me of my neighbors. They're all super-close, like their parents... Tue, 02 Aug 2005 20:23:39 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/don-know-what-your-problem-but-bet-hard/16/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/don-know-what-your-problem-but-bet-hard/16/ Posted July 25, 2005 For summertime, a lot's been happening. Or is about to. Why does it seem like  it's not happening to me? I feel like a bystander, your behind-the-scenes chick who isn't really necessary, but kinda hopped along for the ride. It seems like everything is happening to my lil sister. Yes, it's all happening to her. She was the one who attended a drama camp that sounds fascinating but isn't really my cup of tea. She saw her best friend at the camp every day, for two weeks straight, and then managed to invite her to our day out yesterday. My friends were mysteriously out of town, or their mums were celebrating unexpected birthdays, or they just plain weren't availiable. You'd have to see my face now...you'd expect a look of sourness, but no, I'm just kind of sulky. I wish I could hop back to middle school, when nobody had a life. Now in high school, I feel like I'm the only one without one. It isn't my fault, really. In the true spirit of a rebellious teenager, it is all my... Mon, 25 Jul 2005 20:25:39 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Even-Mullet-Has-Crabs-Joes-Crab-Shack-shirt/15/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Even-Mullet-Has-Crabs-Joes-Crab-Shack-shirt/15/ Posted July 18, 2005 When not blogging, one feels no sense of needing to. For a long while. That is why I don't blog more. I used to be one of those obsessive ohmigod-if-I'm-not-on-my-blog-then-I-am-going-to-miss-a-visitor-and-the-whole-world-will-end type of person. I'm not now, thankfully. I really enjoy having friends on Blogigo, and I apologize for not talking to y'all more, but the world ain't ending netime soon, in the lovely words of my grandmum. So the reason I'm on here now is just to vent. I felt the need of it last night, but it was 11:00 p.m. and I was getting nowhere. 45 minutes later I am still awake and alive (tho trying to sleep), and then one minute later I'm listening to the fireworks our neighbors were setting off. It was 11:46 p.m.--and our neighbors were setting off those whistling, screaming fireworks! I seriously considered marching out there and yelling at them (or making conversation, or asking them to stop timidly; I went over it in my head of the best option) to stop.... Mon, 18 Jul 2005 21:22:20 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/When-Not-Blogging/14/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/When-Not-Blogging/14/ Posted July 5, 2005 Tis been forever since I was last on here. It seems like...just a lot of fuzz has been going on lately, like a big gap from one time point to the next. I know why it is; summer time! Blame it on the season. When school's not in session, I faze out to a point almost unredeemable (howevs you spell that word. You can, once again, blame this on the season. I forget how to spael and tpye and all sorts of crazy stuff) . This summer is different. Thankfully. I dunno. See, usually, I'll spend most of my summers dreaming about one boy or another who I used to be school mates with, convincing myself he's sumpin way special. Eventually, I'll forget about him. It's a continual thing. But this year, I chose out a guy named Nick. Last school year, I spent a lot of my time going in and out of crushing on Nick, and since summer kicked up, it was all I did. Since the last day, when Nick and I wrestled and flirted heavily and he unhooked my bra. Hmm, that was interesting! So I've liked him since... Tue, 05 Jul 2005 20:58:56 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Oh-Curse-These-Weird-Moments/13/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Oh-Curse-These-Weird-Moments/13/ Blogigo is evil. Hate to say it...but I just spent the better part of the hour writing about my woes, and it kicked me out. Right now, it is officially on the evil list. Tue, 14 Jun 2005 20:14:28 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Effing-and-Jeffing/12/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/barmybrit/Effing-and-Jeffing/12/