LAHV THIS SONG!
I'm bored. My mom's mad at me. Joe is being a snobbish little asshole. I have done nothing. Here's the picture I got for you guys~sorry about its crappiness.
I hate my inking pen. It hates me. But my larger one is very dependable.
and Miranda's name is falling off her head. She definently needs a nickname. How about Randy?
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Kay SO!
Last night, it finally dawned on me.
Two stupid weeks until my bat mitzvah.
Frack.
I'm so scared, so nervous, and so stresssed I think its unhealthy.
AND WE'RE OUT OF CHOCOLATE!
GAAAAAAAH!
My hair cut looks so-so. It looks better without crap in it.
Eh, whatever. We get out of school on Wednesday..
But I still hafta do my hebrew. Crap.
Buh-bye. Imma search the house for chocolate now.
Two stupid weeks until my bat mitzvah.
Frack.
I'm so scared, so nervous, and so stresssed I think its unhealthy.
AND WE'RE OUT OF CHOCOLATE!
GAAAAAAAH!
My hair cut looks so-so. It looks better without crap in it.
Eh, whatever. We get out of school on Wednesday..
But I still hafta do my hebrew. Crap.
Buh-bye. Imma search the house for chocolate now.
Monday, May 25, 2009
An update and a haircut later...
I got a haircut.
Its like, really short.
Kinda like Ms. Steelman's, but longer.
Ergh. I hate it, but I can put it up into a ponytail to hide it, so.... that's okay.
I'm going to post a picture of us, because Miranda said she was going to draw one, so I thought I top it and make hers look shitty.
Just kidding.
Also, you know that joke-Gang that Mr. Yacko formed? The Dangerous Fanciful Unicorns?
Well, I found a Unicorn ring.
I figured I should give it to Mr. Houlihan. He's in the rival Gang, the El Toros. Its run by this guy Nick Glenn. He teased me about my zits in sixth grade. I still resent him for it.
Thats hard for me to do. I suck at holding grudges.
Anyways, bye for now. I have drawn Emma, Miranda, and Myself. Its just a portrait. Nothing about our world domination.
See you tomorrow, if anything happens.
Its like, really short.
Kinda like Ms. Steelman's, but longer.
Ergh. I hate it, but I can put it up into a ponytail to hide it, so.... that's okay.
I'm going to post a picture of us, because Miranda said she was going to draw one, so I thought I top it and make hers look shitty.
Just kidding.
Also, you know that joke-Gang that Mr. Yacko formed? The Dangerous Fanciful Unicorns?
Well, I found a Unicorn ring.
I figured I should give it to Mr. Houlihan. He's in the rival Gang, the El Toros. Its run by this guy Nick Glenn. He teased me about my zits in sixth grade. I still resent him for it.
Thats hard for me to do. I suck at holding grudges.
Anyways, bye for now. I have drawn Emma, Miranda, and Myself. Its just a portrait. Nothing about our world domination.
See you tomorrow, if anything happens.
New Template!
yeah...I now have a different video bar and a picture of myself. Yay me.
It's a work in progress....
It's a work in progress....
Friday, May 22, 2009
Emo Ranting, and then some.
Okay, now I'm depressed. On emma's blog, a total stranger comments, and on Miranda's, long conversations go on. And on Andy's, well....people comment.
BUT NO ONE COMMENTS ON MINE! It's really sad. It makes me feel kinda disliked.
Is it just me, or are you guys making this a conscious effort? Is there a reason for my loneliness?
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!
If anyone still reads my blog, here is an update.
We have to do this really lame project for health "about any subject related to health"
How VERY specific, Ms. Savely.
God. I swear, even in p.e, they have NO idea what to teach. All we do is run laps or play eagleball. grrr, stupid administration.
I've been really tired lately.
Mostly because I've been getting out of bed as soon as I get up.
Its very difficult. I'm not a morning person. I like sleeping, but not getting out of bed after waking up. I mean, I'll sit up in bed, trying to wake up, only to fall back down again.
It depresses me, like many things.
I'm currently teaching Andrew how to draw between classes, because we have every class together but 2. Out of nine. That's a lot.
He's got great potential, but he sort of never picked up a pencil until wendesday. But He lets me critique him, so I respect that. I find it hard to take in judgment, particularly from people my own age. I'm kinda proud that I made him improve.
Anyways, to whoever actually reads these, bye.
BUT NO ONE COMMENTS ON MINE! It's really sad. It makes me feel kinda disliked.
Is it just me, or are you guys making this a conscious effort? Is there a reason for my loneliness?
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!
If anyone still reads my blog, here is an update.
We have to do this really lame project for health "about any subject related to health"
How VERY specific, Ms. Savely.
God. I swear, even in p.e, they have NO idea what to teach. All we do is run laps or play eagleball. grrr, stupid administration.
I've been really tired lately.
Mostly because I've been getting out of bed as soon as I get up.
Its very difficult. I'm not a morning person. I like sleeping, but not getting out of bed after waking up. I mean, I'll sit up in bed, trying to wake up, only to fall back down again.
It depresses me, like many things.
I'm currently teaching Andrew how to draw between classes, because we have every class together but 2. Out of nine. That's a lot.
He's got great potential, but he sort of never picked up a pencil until wendesday. But He lets me critique him, so I respect that. I find it hard to take in judgment, particularly from people my own age. I'm kinda proud that I made him improve.
Anyways, to whoever actually reads these, bye.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
The speech contest
At last, another acting opportunity. Yay me!
Miranda, the speech contest is a state-wide acting competition. Actors from every middle school come and perform a monologue, improv, or dialogue piece in front of a few judges. There are ribbons and medals for best in the category. It's really fun...
Cedric, the guy who played Ugly, won one. He deserved it, but at barnes and noble he forgot some, and started to improvise, and....That made me think he'd fail at playing Ugly.
He did. Just not as much as everyone thought.
Oh yeah, and post your adresses so I can invite you all to my bat mitzvah!
Ah, I know, not safe, but I swear you all are the only people who read my blogs.
Anyhoo, Alex(Miranda, he played the duckling with the ipod-the only guy duckling) and I picked out an ahhh-mazing dialogue for three about people who are performing in a speech contest.
Yes, three, Me, McAndrew, and Alex.
Andy can act, but he never chooses too, so he's not at his full potential. But he CAN act.
This dialogue is by Ken Bradbury, who writes these great, funny pieces specifically for speech contest. Most of the ones we did this year were ones he wrote.
Yes, this year. We picked out the dialogue for next year, because the contest is really close to the start of school, and we know from this year that we need more time than that. Mine would have been WAAAAY better if I could have practiced more.
Eh. That's all. I'm tired.
COMMENT, DAMNIT! IT'S MOTIVATION TO WRITE MORE POSTS! GRRR!
(bye.)
Miranda, the speech contest is a state-wide acting competition. Actors from every middle school come and perform a monologue, improv, or dialogue piece in front of a few judges. There are ribbons and medals for best in the category. It's really fun...
Cedric, the guy who played Ugly, won one. He deserved it, but at barnes and noble he forgot some, and started to improvise, and....That made me think he'd fail at playing Ugly.
He did. Just not as much as everyone thought.
Oh yeah, and post your adresses so I can invite you all to my bat mitzvah!
Ah, I know, not safe, but I swear you all are the only people who read my blogs.
Anyhoo, Alex(Miranda, he played the duckling with the ipod-the only guy duckling) and I picked out an ahhh-mazing dialogue for three about people who are performing in a speech contest.
Yes, three, Me, McAndrew, and Alex.
Andy can act, but he never chooses too, so he's not at his full potential. But he CAN act.
This dialogue is by Ken Bradbury, who writes these great, funny pieces specifically for speech contest. Most of the ones we did this year were ones he wrote.
Yes, this year. We picked out the dialogue for next year, because the contest is really close to the start of school, and we know from this year that we need more time than that. Mine would have been WAAAAY better if I could have practiced more.
Eh. That's all. I'm tired.
COMMENT, DAMNIT! IT'S MOTIVATION TO WRITE MORE POSTS! GRRR!
(bye.)
Saturday, May 16, 2009
ehh....
andy wanted me to post. so, I'll post.
Today, I slept late, till maybe 10.
It was pure bliss. And then I made last minute plans to go to the park with Bailey.
I biked there, and when I wanted to go to Hessel, I got lost, and had to call my dad.
And had a fanshambulous time with some of the Honk Cast, and one crew member, plus other nonthespians, and it was amazing.
Except I got lost going home, and scraped my knee out of fatigue, and then I FINALLY found my way when I somewhat trusted me sense of direction.
FAIL.
But it was worth it. I biked a total of 4 miles.
And then I made cookies for my Bat Mitzvah- lemon/lime squares, mondel bread, and espresso!
Win!
Ohohoh! I got a cell phone!
its sucks. no camera, not even a flip. but it texts. yay. and it has pong. woot.
Yeah, that's my day. Bye all!
Today, I slept late, till maybe 10.
It was pure bliss. And then I made last minute plans to go to the park with Bailey.
I biked there, and when I wanted to go to Hessel, I got lost, and had to call my dad.
And had a fanshambulous time with some of the Honk Cast, and one crew member, plus other nonthespians, and it was amazing.
Except I got lost going home, and scraped my knee out of fatigue, and then I FINALLY found my way when I somewhat trusted me sense of direction.
FAIL.
But it was worth it. I biked a total of 4 miles.
And then I made cookies for my Bat Mitzvah- lemon/lime squares, mondel bread, and espresso!
Win!
Ohohoh! I got a cell phone!
its sucks. no camera, not even a flip. but it texts. yay. and it has pong. woot.
Yeah, that's my day. Bye all!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Closing night^^
Oh gosh...all that time, just to do it only twice.
Ah well.I found 1 more bobby pin today. Make that 12,
I guessed 15.
I better count tonight. I have homework to do though, so that kinda sucks for play weekend.
bye!
Ah well.I found 1 more bobby pin today. Make that 12,
I guessed 15.
I better count tonight. I have homework to do though, so that kinda sucks for play weekend.
bye!
Friday, May 1, 2009
3 hours later....
Here I sit, still in my goose shirt, makeup off, hair down,with a glass of Mountain Dew mixed with throat coat(a voice helper drink....USE IT FOR THE MUSIC, MIRANDA! IT HELPS!)
I'm done with opening night!
At the end when the curtain closed, we started screaming, then Carolyn yelled at us.
And Miranda brought me flowers and chocolate!
I counted 11 bobby pins in that nutso updo.
I figured it was going to be more.
Mrs. Steelman showed up, and I gave her a raspberry as I exited from "looking for Ugly"
Whats weird is that my makeup made Max(my brother, not Graylag) scream!
Which is good. Anyways, when I see someone I know in the audience, its kind of breaks my concentration.I remember who I am in reality, and that makes me feel weird.
Half the reason acting makes me feel so great is that I forget who I am. Not just the character, but the person who is playing that character. The cast list is gone from my mind. I'm no longer Molly Walker, nerd, loser, and rejected by even her friends, but I'm someone entirely different behind the role. I'm someone confident, able to do things without embarrassing myself, and with a sort of okay singing voice. But when I looked at Miranda, or anyone I knew-Tab, my parents, Emma(not bishop), David Kessler, Laura...I remember that I'm Molly again. The magic is the sharpest when the audience is all total strangers.
I dunno. Sounds lame right?
Any questions? Comment! I LOVE talking about behind the scenes stuff from shows I'm in!
I'm done with opening night!
At the end when the curtain closed, we started screaming, then Carolyn yelled at us.
And Miranda brought me flowers and chocolate!
I counted 11 bobby pins in that nutso updo.
I figured it was going to be more.
Mrs. Steelman showed up, and I gave her a raspberry as I exited from "looking for Ugly"
Whats weird is that my makeup made Max(my brother, not Graylag) scream!
Which is good. Anyways, when I see someone I know in the audience, its kind of breaks my concentration.I remember who I am in reality, and that makes me feel weird.
Half the reason acting makes me feel so great is that I forget who I am. Not just the character, but the person who is playing that character. The cast list is gone from my mind. I'm no longer Molly Walker, nerd, loser, and rejected by even her friends, but I'm someone entirely different behind the role. I'm someone confident, able to do things without embarrassing myself, and with a sort of okay singing voice. But when I looked at Miranda, or anyone I knew-Tab, my parents, Emma(not bishop), David Kessler, Laura...I remember that I'm Molly again. The magic is the sharpest when the audience is all total strangers.
I dunno. Sounds lame right?
Any questions? Comment! I LOVE talking about behind the scenes stuff from shows I'm in!
Opening night!!!!
Butterflies are giving each other lap dances in my stomach right now...
Anyways, Its opening night!!!!!
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Okay, a bit worried that Emma thinks to show up at 6...its starts at 7. Shit.
I hope Mrs. Blacker and Mrs.Taber don't kill her.
Just her, not Miranda. I'm assuming someone who takes akido (sp?) could kill them right back.
Uhm, actually, that's hard to picture...Mrs. Blacker, under a cliche kung-fu style posed Miranda, splat on the floor of the hallway, near the gym....
I'm officially scarred, but I'm still kinda excited.
The midgets might come-Ozzie and Saskia, my neighbors I told you about. Their mom thinks this is okay for kids.
Well it is, but there are a few thats what she said kind of stuff.
Such as:
"I haven't been there since my father and I were courting, and I didn't mean to go that far then..."
lol. Come if you want to LIVE!
Plus, you get to hear some of me singing probably the lowest possible voice ever!!!
Bye!!!!
Anyways, Its opening night!!!!!
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Okay, a bit worried that Emma thinks to show up at 6...its starts at 7. Shit.
I hope Mrs. Blacker and Mrs.Taber don't kill her.
Just her, not Miranda. I'm assuming someone who takes akido (sp?) could kill them right back.
Uhm, actually, that's hard to picture...Mrs. Blacker, under a cliche kung-fu style posed Miranda, splat on the floor of the hallway, near the gym....
I'm officially scarred, but I'm still kinda excited.
The midgets might come-Ozzie and Saskia, my neighbors I told you about. Their mom thinks this is okay for kids.
Well it is, but there are a few thats what she said kind of stuff.
Such as:
"I haven't been there since my father and I were courting, and I didn't mean to go that far then..."
lol. Come if you want to LIVE!
Plus, you get to hear some of me singing probably the lowest possible voice ever!!!
Bye!!!!
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