I love life today, it was wonderful.
First I went to school and had a tiny breakdown, which I quickly recovered from, then had the best day of World History day ever.
French Revolution Day!
We finally reached all the gorey stuff in this semester, which is basically a Saw movie combined with a really boring lecture.
And. It. Rocks.
Guillotines, Radicalism, and staring at pictures of 'Liberty leads the People' for 90 minutes. It is the highest form of true American entertainment, not NASCAR, or a baseball game.
Instead it is World History with Ms. Vevle.
Then I went to Bruegers for lunch and bought a French Toast bagel, then I met up with Panda and GuitarHero, where we proceeded to walk to the Landmark Commons, where Ravyn (Kathryn) was waiting with a shoebox of money.
"Guys!" she called to us as we left the elevator. "You wanna donate to Haiti?"
Ravyn loves to help people, she's very nice. So I donated, and Panda donated, and GuitarHero was broke so he couldn't.
Afterwards was Algebra, which sucked, but it always does so its just mundane now. Then was my favorite class of the day, Lit. & Comp.
We're reading Romeo and Juliet, which is fantastic. I played the Nurse today...
Then I got home and logged onto the Internet, where I went to Parox's website, and on this website, there is a girl named BlackJack, who I dislike, and who recently started a site of her own.
Since that time, she has been advertising like crazy, which bothered everyone. Finally we told her to stop and she had a little tantrum and declared not to come back to the site 'NEVER EVER NEVER' again.
I loved it.
She annoyed me, she's gone.
Then today, her toadies Chloe and Buttercup declared 'You were so mean to Jackie! We're never coming back!'
I related it to spoiled kids running away from home.
I've had the time of my life....
Beatles:Well, I got a baby crazy for me Yeah, I got a baby won't let me be Wo, baby baby, Clarabella Baby baby, Clarabella Baby baby, wo wo, yeah uh
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Ripped to Shreds
There should be something to talk about but there isn't, besides Aunt Patty getting kicked out of the TCL Kitchen...
That was dreadful.
Those shmucks wouldn't know good cooking if it bit them in the pachenga (ass).
Although, this is Minnesota, where butter is a spice and gravy is a beverage, so good cooking is hard to find, and therefore those people with their nasally voices and their ugly black and white spotted outfits, wouldn't know.
Anyway, that's why I hate that show, because they don't know real talent.
Continuing on, I killed two birds with one stone this morning.
Well, actually it went more like; I threw the stone at the bird, who miraculously grew arms, threw it back at me, and as it flew through the air, it tripled to three times the size of my head, and it killed me instead.
Here's what happened:
In my acting class, our teacher Lucinda told us to walk through the room like we were moving through certain substances (Lava, Feathers, Molasses, etc.)
And when it came to lava, I did what I believed was appropriate, which is running around and screaming.
So, I figured it would be more entertaining if I tripped in burning lava, so I did.
Which in hindsight was not such a good idea.
Because when I tripped, the knee of my jeans ripped, sadly because I liked these jeans, and therefore revealing my knee, which was promptly skinned and turned into a hat.
Seriously, it still hurts now at 7:47 at night...
Sad.
And painful.
Secondly, I found out that I have been prominently featured in several Youtube videos, filmed by my friend Kathryn.
Some of them are a little embarrassing, as I am singing songs from the movie Anastasia in some of them, in others I am being hugged by random people, and in the other I am having a tickle fight with Darius (my high buddy).
I don't have a problem with it, just a little embarrassing.
Time for Algebra homework!
Beatles: Well, come on pretty baby, won't you walk with me? Come on, pretty baby, won't you talk with me? Come on pretty baby, give me one more chance. Try to save our romance! Slow down, baby, now you're movin' way too fast.
That was dreadful.
Those shmucks wouldn't know good cooking if it bit them in the pachenga (ass).
Although, this is Minnesota, where butter is a spice and gravy is a beverage, so good cooking is hard to find, and therefore those people with their nasally voices and their ugly black and white spotted outfits, wouldn't know.
Anyway, that's why I hate that show, because they don't know real talent.
Continuing on, I killed two birds with one stone this morning.
Well, actually it went more like; I threw the stone at the bird, who miraculously grew arms, threw it back at me, and as it flew through the air, it tripled to three times the size of my head, and it killed me instead.
Here's what happened:
In my acting class, our teacher Lucinda told us to walk through the room like we were moving through certain substances (Lava, Feathers, Molasses, etc.)
And when it came to lava, I did what I believed was appropriate, which is running around and screaming.
So, I figured it would be more entertaining if I tripped in burning lava, so I did.
Which in hindsight was not such a good idea.
Because when I tripped, the knee of my jeans ripped, sadly because I liked these jeans, and therefore revealing my knee, which was promptly skinned and turned into a hat.
Seriously, it still hurts now at 7:47 at night...
Sad.
And painful.
Secondly, I found out that I have been prominently featured in several Youtube videos, filmed by my friend Kathryn.
Some of them are a little embarrassing, as I am singing songs from the movie Anastasia in some of them, in others I am being hugged by random people, and in the other I am having a tickle fight with Darius (my high buddy).
I don't have a problem with it, just a little embarrassing.
Time for Algebra homework!
Beatles: Well, come on pretty baby, won't you walk with me? Come on, pretty baby, won't you talk with me? Come on pretty baby, give me one more chance. Try to save our romance! Slow down, baby, now you're movin' way too fast.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Guitar Gently Weeps...
Well, today was great.
I wore my sisters shirt to school today (looked good on me too), I ate pizza for lunch (delicious), I talked with friends from school (and had Jesus cookies), arranged to tutor Gina in World History if she helped me with Algebra (she talks a lot, but is nice) and sat with Dare on the bus.
The really interesting part comes when I get home.
I finished my homework and started to watch the amazing show "Friends" when suddenly my phone rang.
I checked and it was GuitarHero, so I answered. And get this:
For the past few months, he's been holding a special place in his heart for a guy whom shall be called Sandy (=P). And it finally paid off today when he asked GuitarHero to go to Target to get a new iPhone case.
Yay!
So he agreed and that was the last I heard of it.
Then tonight he called and was like "You've gotta help me"
I asked what was wrong and he said "Sandy ditched me, I have NO IDEA where I am"
So you can imagine how panicky I got.
I stayed on the phone with him non stop for 50 minutes. In those 50 minutes, he boarded a bus, a bus he had no idea where it went.
So we exchanged panicked asking for directions, if anything looked familiar, and our mutual hatred of Sandy.
Finally, after spending 40 minutes on a bus that as far as he knew, lead to nowhere, he got downtown. Where he got on a bus, and got home safe.
Needless to say, he might never talk to Sandy again, I may never talk to Sandy again...
Its not a good thing to do to someone,
On the up hand, he wants to chill this weekend.
It would be fun.
Beatles: Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC. Didn't get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee. Man I had I dreadful flight. I'm back in the USSR. You don't know how lucky you lucky you are boy Back in the USSR.
I wore my sisters shirt to school today (looked good on me too), I ate pizza for lunch (delicious), I talked with friends from school (and had Jesus cookies), arranged to tutor Gina in World History if she helped me with Algebra (she talks a lot, but is nice) and sat with Dare on the bus.
The really interesting part comes when I get home.
I finished my homework and started to watch the amazing show "Friends" when suddenly my phone rang.
I checked and it was GuitarHero, so I answered. And get this:
For the past few months, he's been holding a special place in his heart for a guy whom shall be called Sandy (=P). And it finally paid off today when he asked GuitarHero to go to Target to get a new iPhone case.
Yay!
So he agreed and that was the last I heard of it.
Then tonight he called and was like "You've gotta help me"
I asked what was wrong and he said "Sandy ditched me, I have NO IDEA where I am"
So you can imagine how panicky I got.
I stayed on the phone with him non stop for 50 minutes. In those 50 minutes, he boarded a bus, a bus he had no idea where it went.
So we exchanged panicked asking for directions, if anything looked familiar, and our mutual hatred of Sandy.
Finally, after spending 40 minutes on a bus that as far as he knew, lead to nowhere, he got downtown. Where he got on a bus, and got home safe.
Needless to say, he might never talk to Sandy again, I may never talk to Sandy again...
Its not a good thing to do to someone,
On the up hand, he wants to chill this weekend.
It would be fun.
Beatles: Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC. Didn't get to bed last night. On the way the paper bag was on my knee. Man I had I dreadful flight. I'm back in the USSR. You don't know how lucky you lucky you are boy Back in the USSR.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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.
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.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
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.
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.
Monday, January 11, 2010
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.
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.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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.
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.
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