Bowling for Carmelized Puff Corn

Heeeeeey, guess what I did?
Well, you can probably already see it, unless you're miraculously reading this in Braille.
Well, I've changed my layout again.
I wanted to go for a kind of bathroom motif, and I think its worked very well, wouldn't you say?
I say.
Yesterday I went bowling with GuitarHero, he won. We went up to the counter, and the fee was $15 and we only had $10. So we had to run to Korte's and search for an ATM, which we tried to conquer, but failed horribly.
We looked so pathetic that some guy, who upon first glance looked like a Redneck, gave a five dollars and said 'Usually they're pretty cheap'.
Not really.
So we had to run back to the bowling alley, and I'm pretty sure we gave the thirty people in there quite a show. Running into the bowling alley, hair wet from sleet and rain, brandishing a damp five dollar bill, and with our shoes and jeans soaking wet.
It was only afterwards that we realized that when we walked in, the guy had told us it was only 10 dollars....
Curious.
Then we decided to take the bus back to my house. But after 30 seconds of waiting, we got bored and decided to walk. Which was fun....
Sort of. It was still raining sleet but the conversation was nice.
We were a block from my house when we saw the bus.
Dammit.
So we consoled ourselves with Twinkies and Caramel Puff Corn, all made for the Winter Carnival Party my Parents throw every year.
He was supposed to go home at 6, but stayed until 10:00 for some reason. It was fun. We basically just looked at magazine ads and critiqued them for 8 hours.
Twas fun.
Vikings game today. Hope we win.
Finished 'Atonement' and it was beautiful. I started 'The Da Vinci Code' again.
I love that book.

Beatles: For I have got another girl, another girl, You're making me say that I've got nobody but you, But as from today I've got somebody that's new, I ain't no fool and I don't take what I don't want, For I have got another girl, another girl.

Just Here...Hello

There has been alot of murder and alot of intrigue.....
Increasingly this week.
It was a good week. Rehearsals began.
I like the cast, the script, and my character. Its a very funny play, but its ending is very tragic.
I like it mostly because most of my lines are shout-y lines.
I'm a gym coach.
Ironic as all hell ain't it?
Yes it is, but as long as there is yelling and candy involved, it is all going to be okay, poppet.
And, on Friday the super secret plan I couldn't even mention here went off alright.
The super secret plan was a surprise party for Parox's birthday.
And it worked.
Ela and I waited at the bus stop for her bus to come. And when it came, we played 'I get High with a Little help from my Friends' by El Beatles, and hopped up and down screaming while waving pre-prepared signs.
And it actually worked.
We talked, ate cake, watched movies, laughed at each other, hit each other, hated each other, loved each other, and then went to bed.
Then yesterday I was really tired cuz I went to bed at 3 the night before.
Now today, it is 11:45, and my parents went out to watch the game, Buzz is coming at 3, and I'm watching The Golden Globes tonight.
Pretty boring, but nice.
That's about it for now, Bon Appetit!

Beatles: Little child, little child, Little child, won't you dance with me? I'm so sad and lonely, Baby take a chance with me. Little child, little child, Little child, won't you dance with me? I'm so sad and lonely, Baby take a chance with me.

OCD Monday

I'm tired.
I think it may now be a lifelong curse for me to wake up at 6:30 in the morning...
But I cleaned the basement, so now it smells like Febreeze.
Charming.
I have no idea what to do, this is my last day before my rehearsals begin and I don't even know what I'm doing.
Wait, I know what I'm doing, I'm trying to get money!
I have ONE dollar in my wallet and that is not even close to what I need to acquire certain goodies....
Such as a book.
Such as a book entitled 'Bridget Jones Diary'.
I really want to read that book. I saw the movie and its one of my favorites, but I've never read the book and its my goal to purchase it and absorb its power so that I may live forever.
But I need the money and a way to get there, which is not a good combination in the same drink.
Continuing on, it is the best day of the week people!
OCD Monday!
Yes, yes, I know, odd name for a day of the week.
But it pertains to the lineup tonight. Tonight we watch Intervention and Hoarders.
I love those shows, these people are....
Wow.
Jeez.
I've seen Carla the Crack Addict and Harold the Hoarder, and I could watch those episodes all day long, because they are equally as tragic and hilarious as they sound.
Good shows, watch the reruns.
I also love the View.
I'm watching as we...type.
Gosh Barbara....
Elizabeth....
But Whoopi rocks, power to her!
Their squawking voices are giving me a headache, so I'mma go now.
Okay I love you, buh bye!

Beatles: The best things in life are free But you can tell me 'bout the birds and bees. Now gimme money THAT'S WHAT I WANT That's what I want THAT'S WHAT I WANT That's what I want, ye-ye-yeh, That's what I want.

The Stupid Week

Its finally come.
The week before J-Term begins.
This week we do absolutely nothing but study for and take finals. I had my Biology final last week, and I thought it went well....
I came off that cloud pretty fast today.
D+
Well oopsie daisy....
I took my Lit. & Comp. final yesterday, which I thought went well, but as you can see, my definition of 'Went Well' sometimes doesn't go well at all.
We have finals in all our academic classes, and our Theatre classes we don't really do anything. We can study or we can play games.
Our Artistry teacher Genevieve calls it the Stupid Week.
I basically just want to get this week done so rehearsals can start, I found out two girls in my track are in the show. Itchy and Scratchy.
Also, as a personal note, in Biology we just watched an amazing movie, called Gattaca.
It is a movie about a controversial subject, which is the engineering of children. It is an amazing and thought rendering movie, and I insist you see it right this minute.
It almost made me cry at the end.
But I didn't. No finals tomorrow, so I'm going to try and find someone to bother.
By the way, Ela, I need to talk to you and Lotus about the you-know-what.
Kay bye.
Oh, but if Nostradamus is right and the world ends tomorrow....
Seeya.

Beatles: I-I saw a girl in my dreams and so it seems that I will love her. Oh you, you are that girl in my dreams and so it seems that I will love you. And I waited for your kiss, waited for the bliss like dreamers do.