When I rule the world, I'll plant flowers,

GENERIC RINGTONES.
They kinda piss me off.
This morning I woke up to Max's phone alarm. Some peppy, overused ringtone. Annoying as hell.
(Who writes those things...?)
It was morning. I'm not a morning person. Naturally, I yelled and screamed until it turned off.
On the subject of things the drive me up the wall, I'm at the library, and as usual, the computer aisles are overrun by 11-12 year olds.

In all honesty, its quieter than I remember.

But this is just a ball of angstville.

I have algebra homework to attend to. And Emma's coming home tomorrow :D
Hasta.

Slightly insignificant Apple peace treaty

Apple computers, meet Apple records.

Finally, iTunes accepted the Beatles. By the way, this is a huge deal.
For a long time Apple and the musicians associated with Apple records(the beatles) fought for copyright.  Out of spite, Apple refused to sell  Beatles songs.
Of course, in an age of media piracy, most people have beatles songs from illegal downloading.


None the less, this is a big step. It means Apple got over themselves and accepted the amazing of a rival.
Scars take a long time to heal, but they do heal.
That being said, I think I'll go buy Hello Goodbye.

Venting to the world. disregard.

I'm back from DC.
Long story short: It was really pretty and I did a lot of things, ate a lot of food, and saw a lot of old buildings, and then I went home. the end.

While I was there, though, all of my problems seemed so insignificant. None of the stuff going on right now isn't going to matter in a few years. Its all high school. Its just a bunch of teenage girls and misconceptions.
In other words, no one else is going to care.

That brings me to the smartest, most obvious thing I should have concluded years ago(and I NEED to get this off my chest):
Talking about people, seriously or in jest, is stupid.
At the moment, gossip is the root of all of my problems. Thats probably the case for a lot of peoples drama.

As big headed as that sounded, I need to stop talking about people. Period.
I think in the back of my mind I tried to get myself to stop gossiping, but it wasn't a serious effort before.
Suddenly, I feel awful saying the littlest things about people, even if its a good thing.

I've been reading old chat logs and creeping on my own network pages lately(yeah. creepy.), and looking back on who I was even a few months ago, I have changed.  I feel like a lot of what's been going on has been part of that change. I almost think that  over the 3 days I was out of town I just POOF changed.

Probably not what happened.  But at least I can finally recognize a mistake I made.
The only dumb part about this is I realized said mistake after I hurt people who weren't meant to be hurt, and how long it took me to realize and to develop a sense of wrong and right to my thoughts.
Make sense?
Probably not. This was really just to vent. I'm not trying to make a point to the world.
This website is meant to track how much I change and have changed over the course of middle school and high school. And thats all this rant was. I'll probably delete it or change it to private in a little while.

Just another show...

Dear Hairspray cast, crew, and pit,


Thank you all so much for the last few weeks (for some of you, months). Last year I saw Sweeney Todd, Seussical, and The Laramie Project and was blown away every time. I entered excited and terrified to actual be apart of Central drama.


Being a part of this show has taught me SO much and has allowed me to meet people I watched and admired onstage all last year. As I said at roundup, I was kind of pressured into auditioning and I am now too old for park district shows.


I don't regret auditioning AT ALL. I met and became close with people I wouldn't so much as glance at in the hallway were it not for this show. Its been such an honor even being on the same stage as all of you. All of this has been the most amazing experience. Thank you all for putting up with me in my times of frustration or ignorance, for stroking my small ego, and  for giving me an excuse to act butch.


Love,


a kevin

Google Today, Cockfest, Saint Syke, and High School!!!

This morning I got onto Google and found this waiting for me:

Notice the text at the bottom. Normally, Google takes the time to acknowledge these kind of events via illustrated title, but today all they felt like doing was a small note at the bottom.

I'm not totally surprised, because its not regarded as a big deal.

But Google takes the time to find a title for the most inane things, things that aren't as significant- i.e. the birthday of so-and-so, who we've never heard of but he invented something fairly unimportant to the average american mind. 

I'm not calling them sexist, but it would have been so cool to have a feminist google title.

School starts tomorrow, I'm scared out of my pants. 

I'm not done with my summer reading though-problem? I think  not. That was a really boring choice of summer reading.

Later today there is something called "Cockfest"

its basically a teen music festival. But I'm sure its only going to be a small amount of people from central playing with thier little bands.

Which is fine. 

My two favorite local bands are playing, so I really want to go.

Saint Syke and The Band Geeks are incredible but they always play at the iron post late at night on week nights, usually when I myself have to perform, in a musical/play,  so I never get to listen to them.

Except Saint Syke usually practices next door to me, so I get little blips on occaision.

And Kirby and company, if you're reading this, you sound incredible and I wish I could hear more than just the baseline and drums because you guys are amazing. Also, I'm sorry for being such a creeper and mentioning this here.

I need to draw more. I might be getting worse. I drew some fanart at this party, while we were watching AVPS, and I might submit it to Starkid after its scanned in, but I havent looked at it in a while and by now its prolly awful. 

And, since I don't feel like writing much else, here is adorable Tarzan to compensate.

Hasta for now.

you seem cool~ ummmmmmmm so what kind of artz do you do?

Art is my life, so I do A LOT of it. Anyone that knows me will agree. I like drawing, painting, sculpture, beading, photography, manga, modern art, realism, performance art, theater, collage, graphic design...
basically anything I can grab and put myself into. And I'm always looking for more :)

Ask me anything!

You Can Do Better Than Me, But I Can't Do Better Than You

Death cab for Cutie today. A bit longish for a title, but whatever.
I haven't posted in a bit.
The show ended pretty well, the drama got fixed, and there was lots of crying at the cast party.
Its nice to be out of that show. I had fun, but still its nice not to be productive so early in the morning.
School starts in 18 days.
My summer pretty much sucked. 
But my face is still intact so I guess its all good.
I still need to do my summer reading....:/
So this is all I'll post today.


Here's Katy Perry in my stead:

Hasta!

Just from wanting her memories in writing, a feeling she's getting too old, a person can develop a bad, bad, cold

Title today is from Adelaide's Lament from Guys And Dolls.

I REEEALLY wanted Adelaide. Jessica did a good job though. So I can't complain.

Also, Brannigan is not a fun role. But that's okay. I learned something from playing a one sided douche bag cop character. sort of.

This was last november. I am over it. MOVING ON.

I have laryngitis. It sucks. I wanted to watch Avatar: The Last Airbender, but Max wanted me to look at pokemon that was only released in japan with him on the mac.

It look me 5 post-it notes to tell him

a) I do not care about chinchilla type pokemon, as adorable as it may be,

b) I want to watch my avatar and obsess over Zukos ridiculous teen angst,

c) It hurts my throat to laugh,

and d) watchin avatar trumps watching Max read japanese descriptions for imaginary animals. And he is 15. Its not adorable. At all.

Not being able to talk is kind of a pain in the ass. Just saying.

So I've been lazying around, which is nice for a change, drinking rootbeer and praying I'm recovered by the time the show opens.

I've also been editing a lot of photos via picnik, which is always fun. I've had my laptop for a while now and just now figured out iphoto has an editor.

blah de blah. This is a boring subject. moving on.

I'm thinking of starting up a sort of fashion-y blog for thrift finds, DIY jewelry, and threadbanger madness plus whatever deals I find around when I shop. Thats how much of a jew I am. Mhmm.

I'm too angsty to write any more. Hasta for now!

this is how you remind me of what I really am

Nickleback. Yup. I'm that angsty at the moment.

Two more weeks until the show is over. A lot is getting done, but lets face it, the drama is just stirring about.

Its very deja vu of the kind I had in 7th grade. I said something stupid once and then people got mad, then it got bigger, and then people started making stuff up, and then they just kept fueling the enormous pit of flame that is my big mouth.

Well, basically. Except in this case it has the aid of the internet and gossip and misinterpretation. I am too angsty right now to be able to write out everything exactly, but I'm trying to change because of it and looking at it as positively as a realist can.

Of course, the people involved don't believe anything I say. Karma sucks. But thats aight.

I'm learning from it. Sort of. At any rate, clearly people have warped what I have said and turned it into something majorly offensive. We're supposed to get pulled aside tomorrow morning and fixing it. Face to face. Thank god.

Gossip is stupid. So is my big fat potty mouth. Thankfully, we open next weekend and it'll be over. I think the real point I'll be satisfied is when we're moved into the theater and people that hate me aren't out there, watching me, glaring, and pulling me out of the scene and back into the garbage truck that is reality.

All this drama kind of makes me realize who my real friends are. Ones that understand that I have a big mouth, but am not actually a horrible person. Most of them have known me since before middle school, which just so happens to be a mosh pit of angst, confusion, and melodrama. Go figure.

In other news,

Emma is leaving me for Washington state. I hate her so very much for it.

Three different guys, all not going to central, are flirting with me. all of them were kind of rude to me all through middle school. Cootie shots, anyone? Seriously though, no one decent has ever asked me out or told me they liked me. Well, one pretty nice guy liked me but never told until waay later.

Why are males so afraid of me? I'm not exactly intimidating, am I?

At any rate, I'm hoping my social life will alter itself a little bit after school starts. I'm not going to craigslist for a boyfriend or anything stupid. Nonetheless, I kind of pictured my high school self to have a significant other. If not, then maybe I'll have the courage to ask someone out by the time I'm at Grenell or AI. Who cares? Love tends to weigh a person down, I think.

Also, the D&D group is composed of some of the coolest people I have ever met but we NEVER get to meet up. We haven't gamed since late May. THIS IS SAD YOU GUYS.

Everyone is so busy with camps or drivers ed or traveling. grr.

My throat is being gross and I can't sing full voice right now. This is a problem, seeing as I have a solo song in the show. That starts of act 2. HALP. I can barely talk sometimes. Its not strep, but its still a pain in the ass when I'm in a freakin musical here.

GAAAAAAAAH. FML. ALL OF IT. ARGHHH.

Anyway, I'm going to go punch something. Namely, my little brother.

Well, okay, probably just a pillow or something.

Also, I want that nickle back. What a waste of five cents.

Hasta.

100TH POST!!!!! @.@

I can't believe its been 100 posts! crazy stuff.

Blogger updated the design choices so I angsted up the page, and I added my twitter in the sidebar too!

The show's coming along pretty well. I'm cast as Evillene and its the first real singing part I've had in since maybe 5th or 6th grade. I'm very excited about the song I get to sing-Jessica did choreo and the dance so much fun! I kick and belt winkies as I dance(not for real, of course) and its really exciting :)

As for the costume Angela had a weird vision. People interpret the character usually one of two ways:

1. Ugly, as done in the movie version. She's played as a big ugly woman who thinks she's gorgeous, though She continues to act as though she's the most gorgeous thing in the world.

This has been done through clothing, movement, and hair and makeup to make her horribly repulsive. The audience knows from the start she isn't even remotely attractive.

The movie version. Instead of melting, she gets flushed down a toilet. I'm not a fan.

2.Pretty, which was done in the Central version.

She's played usually just as a diva. A wicked prima donna who thinks the world of herself. She's genuinely pretty and she believes everyone should acknowledge that. This is a little bit more common, probably because its easier to play sexy when you actually look sexy. As far as costume goes, CHSdid it like a dominatrix: tight leather dress, a whip...

Sexy fierce, but not appropriate for CPD.

My version is a mix of these two versions: She's pretty but she's kind of fat

(enter fat suit and a padded bra) and she's a bully and needs to be worshipped

to feel pretty. She acts like she's gorgeous, and she is somewhat pretty, but she's

obviously trying to hard.

It works. I ordered my costume from F21, very excited about it. Its sparkly, and

as Shannon puts it, "so fierce".

Yeah, I'm that cool, I'm buddies with Seniors. Hahaha.

The first part's a lie. heehee.

Which brings me to another point. Even though next year is a while away,

the school year is already beginning. I have a summer reading book. Its lame.

very long.

very depressing.

On the bright side I'm involved in the improv club and hairspray dance clinics and

colorguard. I'm meeting a lot of people, (Including Shannon, which I'll get to

in a minute) and everyones really nice and very cool. I forsee a lot of friend

requests in my future. Bahaha. Anyways, Shannon was Evillene in the Central

version of the show and she gave me a lot of character help stuff even though

that was the first time I had really talked to her. Yay for awesome seniors :)

Thats about it really. This weekend I'm going to Missouri to see my dad's family

and then sunday I'm finally getting a swimsuit for summer, hopefully one that won't

make my stomach look even pastier. Haha.

Hasta for now.

The Show. Short because I'm not in the mood.

We opened. The run went pretty well, at first no one was very serious but then they realized what they were doing and fixed it.

I went to Village Inn with Jess, Kevin, Alex, Andrew, and a few others after the show. It was strage, mostly since it's passover and I couldn't eat pizza.

I just got a drink and fries.

Closing night(yesterday) was really sad.

The things people wrote in my script when they signed it brings me to tears. I can't believe its over.

Our cast party was at Monical's. I had three of those really tiny squares of pizza. I am such a horrible jew :D

I was supposed to get a ride with Quinn but they ended up leaving without me. Yeah, I'm still pretty mad about it.

Easter today. Poop.

I still have hairspray in my hair and my makeup won't wash off. Fuck my life.

ALL good ideas come to people in their sleep.

Well, it's true.

No babysitting today. I'm going to shower and maybe go to Michael's.

The Modcloth dress I ordered is a bit small, but its good enough as long as I don't gain weight between now and graduation.

-----------UGLY BETTY NERDINESS-------

Even though it's cancelled after 4, we reserved the full season.

Words cannot express how amazed I am.

anyway...That was all I feel like writing today.

Late Night Thoughts. Good Buys and DIY's

So I got this Modcloth dress, but.....eh.

It's freaking small. I'm pretty flat figured, but after wearing it for ten minutes I had a red line above and below my bust.

Lately, I've been obsessed with DIY t-shirt recon.

I found this really ugly green thing I've never worn. 6 hours of cutting and watching movies later....

BAM BABY.

I love it. I also found a dress concept to make from a to-big t shirt.

Megan Nikolai is amazing. The end.

Also, I found a 7 dollar U2 poster.

The problem with spring break is that everyone worth talking to is on vacation, or busy with family. I feel like such a loser.

Which is not to say I haven't been doing things. Aside from Legome work, I've been hanging out with the band, and Alan, Andrew....

I'm ALMOST OFF BOOK. YUS.

Hasta. I am letired.

Band Practice, 'work days' , OH and my hair!

It was fun.

We picked out some names, but Emma wasn't there(again) so we couldn't actually narrow it down a whole lot.

I guess we actually got stuff done. Ruth taught me a new song she wrote and we got some harmonies down for Hallelujah. Also Tab has started to write a song, which will be about Ninjas.

So I guess it was pretty interesting. We 'promoted' Miranda to keyboardist. :D

Also I got a haircut. She gave me like these retro short bangs and some choppier layers so that the shape of it isn't so....triangular. It's probably the first haircut I've actually liked in a long time.

Yesterday was fun, but today is a work day. I'm going to clean out my closet and sweep under the futon.....hasta.

Graduation dress!

This really skanky girl told me once that she had already picked out her 8th grade graduation dress, her homecoming dress, and her prom dress.

gagmewithaspoon.

What a priss.

But anyways, I was on my favorite online store and I saw this dress...

It's supposed to arrive on the 22nd.

:D

I finally went for a bike ride yesterday. I met Andrew at the library and we walked around for a bit. We went to South Side and discussed the order of the universe.

I love breaks.

Today I'm meeting Quinn and his 'freind' at Farren's for lunch, and then I'm FINALLY getting my hair cut.

Angela said it was okay. She's also letting me skip rehearsal the night of seder.

For those of you that don't know about seder, let me explain:

Passover is really long, and it stinks because I can't eat tacos or pizza or cereal, but it starts with a huge meal. Something like 28 people are going to be at seder this year.

So as always, I have to help cook.

Which, to be honest, I don't mind doing, since I love eating all this stuff anyway.

MOVING ON.

After hair, I'm going to band practice.

Before all of this, I have coloring to do for my job. I guess I like doing it though. The people I work with in the company are all pretty relaxed. I don't usually have deadlines or anything, and it's all easy work. They're never too specific and they trust my judgement. Of course, I don't want to be a colorist for my whole life, but it pays for my tickets to the Virginia.

My hair ia gross. Time to shower and be productive.

Hasta.

Hey momma welcome to the sixties! woah woah woah oh ohhh.

Spring break!!!

To do:
get a haircut
get my ears pierced so I can wear earrings to graduation
memorize my freaking lines

go to Kopi with Emma and the mac and act sophisticated

__________________
I found my graduation dress, yes, dress the other day.

Its supposed to be here in 3 days.

during rehearsals I feel kind of ignored.

Maybe its because I'm being annoying but don't realize it or.....

That's too painful to think about. I hate looking at my own imperfections. Anyways, today was a pretty interesting day.

After hanging up a UTDS poster in Taber's room, Alex and I watched "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" Until the 1st bell rang. then we asked if it was okay and thats what we did 1st hour.

Gym was boring......

AND THEN 3rd-7th hour I read poetry to 7th graders.

In the last 2 hours we did....nothing!

And after my walk home I found a crocus and did NOTHING.

Man, I love breaks.

by for now all.

Angsty, Bitchy, Pissy rant.

-YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED-

There's dumb drama going on. I guess I'm emotionally confused...people are saying alex and i should go out. I mean, we're friends, but not like that.

You know, this happens with all of my guy friends.
'Ugh' is the only word that can possible describe my mood.
My parents are being stupid. That's all I'm in the mood to say right now.

Sundays suck.

I haven't posted in a bit, so I thought I'd give a little update.
The drama club got our t shirts thursday.
I've been wearing it a lot....so now it's gross.
So I can't even wear it on monday as planned.
Pretel gave us weekend homework, not sure why. You'd think she'd be nice enough to give us some slack, bur NOOOOOO,
ISATs are totally painless in her cruel little plan for the eighth grade class.

Anyway, friday we took an essay....so the ISAT's are over forever.
WOO HOO!

I really hate sundays for various reasons.
Today was the last day of the second trimester and so I had to take my watercolor home earlier then expected. Conveniently enough, it rained today. It wasn't even all the way dry!
My sunday school teacher doesn't seem to understand me.
She's convinced that it's impossible to be paying attention or thinking if you're doing something else(drawing, playing with something in your hands, etc). It's very bothersome. And this one girl who is always really mean to me kind of embarrassed me in front of the class.
Now you'd think that after knowing most of these people since preschool I wouldn't be embarrassed if this bitch read a personal note to everyone else in the class. But you'd be wrong. It takes an 'ass' to be embarrassing.

Life seems so monotonous right now. I need something to dramatically change and make my life cooler.
Spring is coming, but it needs to hurry up and finish the arrival.
As soon as it gets nice out, I'm going to start doing a little pet project of mine. Not sure what it will be called, but every sunday afterwards I'm going to do something interesting.

I have a big jar of pennies which I find virtually useless. As soon as Lucy's handlebars get raised, I'm going to bike around the city and stopping in several places to put one penny head side up.

Call it stupid, but when I was little I ALWAYS got pennies tail side up. They're not as lucky that way.
So I believe that no one should have to go through the same sort of luck. Plus it'd just be cool.

Comments please. Hopefully not just Emma and Andrew.

Crap. it's March.

AIW opens friday. We're not ready.
The photos can wait though so it's okay.

I found Ugly Betty season 3 and have been watching like a maniac.
Also Joe has been going to adorably obsessive measures to finish it before me.
He really pisses me off, note that the last sentence was sarcasm. ugh.
Today he was eating and I went up to watch on my laptop. He went up with me, with his food, and finished his food outside my door when I told him it would make a mess. With the pigsty that is my room, he's the last thing i need right now.

I didn't think he could be any more annoying, until today.

Aside from that, ISATS are less hellish then I expected.
I'm not as slow as I used to be with testing. It's kind of awesome not to be the one stupid kid that finishes last.
For reasons I can't explain in writing, I was really out of it today.
I spent most of my day wondering about whether I was truly using MY personality as opposed to some false one i have crafted over a period of time.

The people around me that know me well knew I wasn't quite myself and left me in peace to write, draw, and throw things around my room etcetera.
But of course a certain someone was too selfless to understand and wouldn't stop complaining about this and that.
And now I am on a tangent.

Ommmmm.

After a series of interweb related events, I discovered an Artificial Intelliegence website called Personality Forge.
On this site there are several programs involving the creation and programming of chat bots.

The concept seems really cool, but first I have to read what would amount to 100 printed pages of information on how to program these chat bots. I've looked at a few chat bots on the site and it looks easy, but then the AI level is something really big. Some of these bots have memory and intricate personalities so its hard to know all of the possible responses.

Anyways, I'm calm now. I'm going to do some yoga and have a hot bath. I feel creative.
Whoever gave me the idea to start this blog is a saint.

The last tearjerker EVER!

I'm tired this morning....but then, i'm always tired in the morning, even if i get a full ten hours and no ones screaming for me to get out of bed. I'm not really a morning person. Anyways, ISATs are today, and they will be the last ISATs I ever take ever. That gets me excited. The next standardized benchmark tests I will probably ever take to please the government in any way, shape, or form will be the SAT's or the ACT's...and those will all be for good causes to I can get a bug fat scholarship to Grenell and launch a fashion line.........

Getting my head out of the clouds. Hmph. More afterschool. Blogging in the morning is a dumb idea. Hasta.

Rehearsal, AIW, and a time with an old friend much missed

We got almost nothing done in rehearsal. It was just the leads yesterday and so we went over a few scenes and that was it, because we kept stopping and going off on tangents. I blame it on the absence of the director, but it's not bad blame because I love Ashley.

Anyways, at least it was semi-productive.

Afterward I went shopping downtown with Chloe and that was great because I hadn't seen her in forever.
So now she's our queen of hearts because we couldn't find any good duchess dress.
I love us.

AND also I found this dress at Dandelion on sale for like 9 bucks and she bought it for me because I was broke. Yeah, I spent all the change I had on twix and snickers at springer.


Purim carnival was today. I got to work with people that, for the first time in purim history thus far,treated me like i was actually intelligent and not just some over enthusiastic airhead.

The carnival's coordinator.....person..... pretty much had me help her lug all this stuff to the north pod. it was cool though, she was really nice and she actually had a sense of humor.

Which by the way is pretty rare for most adults as far as I'm concerned.

That's really all I have the energy to write about today. I'm tired and I still have homework.
Hasta.

Fruitcake with no nuts, so good you could go nuts!

ZOMFGBBQ.
I GOT THE DIRECTOR
Two parts in a row I wanted and I got 'em.
WIN.
Thats the third role so far I actually wanted.
I have a lot of friends that didn't get what they wanted, and I feel really bad they didn't get those parts.

But usually complainers grow to like and/or tolerate thier parts, and I know this show will be great.
As for UTDS I feel a little larger partwise :D

Jessica and I memorized our first scene, which is good, because i have seventy three lines in the 82 page script....Darbus had like 50. Jewsus. By the way, I forgot I have the second effing line of the entire show. Eeep!
Rehearsal and band practice should be fun.
I also need to get Chloe's duchess dress, stuffed pig, fan and gloves.
Ergh this little project of mine is bothersome.
Miranda got grounded so she can't show up as alice. Which sort of ruins the whole thing.
And Tab is in new york for the mock UN project Montessori is doing.
SO WE CAN'T GO TO THE MIDNIGHT SHOWING AS A WHOLE GROUP. AND IT'S A SCHOOL NIGHT SO OTHERS WILL LIKELY CANCEL.
god damnit,

So now the entertainment bit of the project is gone.
All i have left is the photoshoot I'm doing of the costumed group and that's all.
We might see the movie in costume, but it's not as cool if its not at least opening weekend. i feel so dumb.
Thanks a lot blogger, you left me in a bad mood.
Hasta.

No Hidden Meanings, No Billion Dollar Ad Campaign, And No High Fructose Corn Syrup.

it was on the back of the jones soda I was drinking. Yup, I kept it on my desk since yesterday afternoon. I am a teenage slob. :D


I am secretly pissed off at one of my friends. Lately they've really been getting on my nerves.
I'll keep their animosity lest they find this, but............urgh.
I am a bitch.

Rehearsal was great, I love angela and ashley . I memorized my first scene and it's been great fun working with Jessica.
Also my mind is kind of out for a stroll at the moment.
I ended up staring at the wall for most of the math period.
It's okay, though, it was a district test and it's not for a grade.


*sigh*

Also I didn't get called back for Cinderstien.
First school show I never got a callback for. :(
But I think it's because Tay-Tay already knows what i can do. Or she thinks she does.
I'll have to trust her instinct as a director. Cast list goes up tomorrow, I'll likely get a bad part. Whatever. at least at UTDS i have my own freaking door.

I'm tired and don't feel like typing much. I have to type up an essay.

Hasta.

I was kidnapped by the sasquatch. Why would I lie about that?

I owe you big time if you can name the song in the title and who wrote it.

This is a rant on nothing in particular, by the way.
Today in science I talked to some people I wouldn't normally talk to. They say I'm a nerd like it's a bad thing.
The whole label thing....it's dumb. If you say something like, "hey, you're a thespian." not a problem. If you say i'm a nerd and no one likes nerds, you don't want to be a nerd.....problem.
Like I said it's dumb. Besides, most people that get called geeks or are outcast from society grow up to be either something positive, like Bill Gates, who is pretty much the king of all geekdom, or something negative...
*coughcoughLADYGAGAcoughTAYLORSWIFTcoughcoughcough*

Point is that its wrong to judge people....yeah. not the best thing to rant about, but whatever.
It snowed again today. I feel sorry for the people in AIW I put in miniskirts now.
Way back in october I was all "oh, yeah, we can have you in a sexy mini, its march, it's cool..."
SO WRONG.

Stupid Molly.

That's all I got today. Hasta.

Algebra can wait for two seconds.

I'm having a stroke of Jewish, I needed to upload this.
The blacking stuff in the center of the cookie is poppyseed filling. Sounds awful, tastes amazing.
And the tase varies on who makes it. This is my great grandma mollye's recipe-she was raised in the 1900's, thats how they spelled it back then-, and the dough is really soft and kind of melts in your mouth.

The ones they serve at the Purim carnival are crunchy and the filling has too much sugar in it.

Okay, i need to stop posting multiple times a day like this. It makes me seem like i have no life.

Bye for rizzle.

Work Our Tails Off Everydayyyy........

Yeah. Auditions was pretty much the best number of high school musical stage version.
I miss that show.

Anyways, auditions for Cinderstien were today, I think I did pretty well. I could point out a million things I did wrong but am not really in the mood.....plus that's bad thinking.

Anyone that was trying for the director had to try a cockney accent. no one did a very good job but me according to the seventh graders but the truth is I don't think I'm going to get that part.
A random sixth grader cam up to me and said I did a really good job. But I'm like a sixth grade magnet so i doubt I was the best as this girl said later.

Afterwards Jackson and I were talking about HSM. I started randomly softly singing Cellular fusion when Ms,Taber mentioned callbacks.I heard Jackson echo it next to me.
Ms. T: Callbacks are on thursday, the list will be on the site.
Me: "they got a callback?""what will sharpay and ryan do?"
Jackson: "they got a callback?"
I love you Action Jackson.
Rehearsal for UTDS in a bit. The show is coming together already!
I think I'll wear my pink beret and my Mac pin. yeah.

buh bye for now.

edit 9:22:

Rehearsal was amusing and confusing.
drama in drama. 'nuff said you guys.
I called a little late and my parents were having a jewish bake-fest and forgot I got out and 9:30 so I had to call them and then the director and the assistant director came out and it was just a little bit awkward but they said I was doing a good job.
I suppose it's better than Brannigan.
I get a few juicy little lines to play with. In guys and dolls I barely got a crumb of comedy to work with. The evil laugh in 2 scenes was about it.

That show is now rotting in the dumpster I call my acting career. Moving on.
Purim is next week and I am vaguely excited. Purim Carnival at my temple: All the cute little kids dressed up in costume, stealing candy from the mishloach manot(Its basicallly baskets of gifts you send to people to wish them happy purim, usually filled with cookies, candy and sometimes little toys considered a good deed.) table, playing random games and lining up just to get a butterfly painted on thier cheek......

Sigh.

I have mounds of homework to do and hamentaschen(triangle shaped cookies with filling inside to represent haman's hat. look up the damn story of purim yourself.) to eat.

Hasta.

jig-a-low, jig-jig a-lo-oh....

I was sick today and made ramen. Not instant really, I just used the noodles from the package and added in rice vinegar, rice wine, and fish flakes, plus some spicy thing with a Japanese label. Also I forgot to wash the carrot slices so the water kind of yellowed in the pot after I let the carrots cook for a bit.

I put in too much rice wine and rice vinegar so was kind of like eating metal or something. Most of it ended up in garbage. Blurgh it was nasty.
Afterwards a bowl of rocky road made up for it.

Cooking fail.

All I've really done today is sleep, eat, and watch junky shows on my computer.
As in Winx club. Yeah. Not fun.
Overall I am tired, sore,and could really use another nap.
That and I'm not really in the mood to put much effort into making my blog post sound all pretty.

Apparently the audition clinic for Cinderstien was today. That means auditions are tomorrow and Wednesday, callbacks on thursday and cast list up by next monday.....i honestly doubt I missed much by doing so, mostly because I've been to so many i kind of know the drill by now. Also I've read the script already. The cold reading will still be pretty cold, but at least I'll know the context a little better than i did last year.

I may or may not be SCREWED. Oh well.

Wow, this post is short.
Hasta.

Two posts in a row...

Around 8 am:

This is history in the making.

Okay, not really. But Its not usual for me to post two days in a row and you guys know that.
i have sunday school today. Its not bad once you've had a bar mitzvah because they let you pick an elective to do for a third of the day. I did Yiddish first semester, which was really confusing but now it's over. I'm currently taking "Judaica Watercolor."
It's pretty cool but its not really "Judaica." The teacher is just telling us how to do washes and gradients. It's really fun for an art geek like myself.

This woman is a profesional watercolorist and she told us last week that next we're actually doing a judaica piece. She says that her judaica paintings actually sell the fastest, and I know she's really good at what she does.

Anyways, the morning is always exciting but afterwards is a little more difficult. This other teacher is using this book from the 90's about comparing the religions of the world to judaism. She makes us do "current events" and then each week she gives us a quiz on the current events, which is bad..... I'm really unorganized on the weekends and will probably forget to do a current event when it's my turn.

While cleaning my desk for the millionth time this week i found some brass beads left over from an old project. I'm going to see if I can go to Michael's after Sunday School and after I finish my algebra homework.

I might post more later.

Sundays are so monotonous, and I'm kind of dreading my voice lesson tomorrow.
Can it be Saturday again, please???


Peace, Love, and Calvin Klein argles.

12:50 am.

I hate winter.

It was raining AND there was snow AND it was icy.
Today during watercoloring Alleya asked me about Colorguard and I had one of those sudden sparks where you remember something. I went to Colorguard with Lacy a few weeks ago and they want to know if I'm coming back because they're doing flagwork today. I told Alleya that I was busy, but it's almost out of embarrassment I'm not going.
I wore jeans and converse to the first meet, and they said "no jeans, no converse."

The problem with being a nerd, in this situation, is that I'm not particularly into sports and so the only athletic clothing I own ends up in my locker for Gym.
Its not exactly 'cool' to show up in a shorts that say FRANKLIN MIDDLE SCHOOL on one leg to Central High School.
Anyways, now I'm all self conscious.

The Judaica watercolor thing is going well. I settled on using this postcard of a pear tree, which was detailed and majorly over complicated, as a basis for my painting. My sketch was simplified, so no big deal. I'll be able to get a lot done next week, which is Purim.

The teacher wants us to put on a little skit about Purim for the third graders, but knowing the attention span of our class I doubt it will ever happen.

At my synagogue, we have a big carnival with games and food and cheap prizes...I used to love it,now i'm manning a booth. It's next week and I'm probably going to throw together a lame costume.
I liked doing face painting last year so hopefully I won't be as bored, but it won't be the same without Ruth there.

I love all these minor holidays. I hate winter. That is all.

The Show, a recap, and the alleged laptop

After meeting a cast member in Up The Down Staircase that blogs regularly, a sudden spark of motivation came to write here more.

It feels good to barf out all the stuff going on right now.

The rumors were true, Christy wasn't directing, but it was for other reasons that make sense.

Drama in drama is always amusing.

Aside from that, Rehearsals have been pretty normal. Angela is fantastic and really gets involved.

And for the second time in my life, I got the part I wanted.

I auditioned with Bea as my first choice and pretty much convinced myself I was getting my third choice so i wouldn't get disappointed.

Butterflies in my stomach and all usual symptoms of post-audition stress ensued before the read through.

Its always an awesome feeling when you get the part you want.

Just as we were about to start the read through I had to leave for choir.

The concert was......meh. Claire was singing "I want it Now" from Willy Wonka.

She's a lovely soprano but awfully quiet and was really nervous.

That was probably me in 6th grade, except I was too scared of Smithers and didn't dare join choir. I stayed with Dedman, that was about it. But I digress.

Alex didn't get the part he wanted, but he got a male lead and is a lot less bored than in Honk.

Andrew actually got what he wanted, a small part with only like 9 lines.

Really reaches for the stars, doesn't he?

Jessica, being Jessica, tried for the lead and got it.

She makes a good Sylvia. I've been in shows with her before and never really worked with her closely so I'm kind of excited to finally have some good scenes with a good actress.

All but 2 people in this cast were in either Guys and Dolls or High School Musical(or I knew them already from school..) so there was little use for name games. A lot of people cast as small roles with Christy finally have lines. It feels right somehow. Anyways Angela gives off good vibes even on the Parent Radar.

I'd put a row of Smilies here, but it'd ruin the more-formal-than-normal pace of the post....

I finally got the laptop funded by Jewish people. Instead of waiting for me to find a cheap dual core old model, my dad rushed me out and got a Macbook Pro with a webcam built in plus a laptop case, and then we got Jamba Juice. He made me stop at the fishtank on the way out of the Union.

In a family of 3 children, it was sort of nice to get spoiled a bit but I don't think he's ever acted that childish since I was little.

So this laptop now has Microsoft Office, Chrome, Skype,and I'll probably put MapleStory and Paint.net onto it later, plus whatever Jeremy or Andrew suggest to me....

Skype is awesome. That is all. I get calls from Emma at six at night and then she starts to bite the microphone. She's adorable.

I'm way ahead of my math class homework wise and my parents won't shut up about it.

Also both my brothers are having trouble in school and are getting more than they need in lectures from my Dad.

New actors are appearing in weird places for Cinderstien. Wyatt is making Geordie audition, and I just talked to Darian about it because his piece in drama class was awesome. And during Drama club last week we spent the entire time making posters for auditions and ran around the school taping them to walls. Pre-show stuff is brewing already and auditions aren't till March!

That's life right now. I have virtually nothing else to do for the rest of the day, except fix a few bracelets(I fixed them but then they broke during the informational meeting of UTDS. Urgh.) and finish my algebra.

(witty signoff goes here?)

Gossip, Rant about trust, and gaurdin dem colurrs.

The FMS spring show has been anounced to the Drama Club. Just us, cause we're made of special cereal.
It's Cinderstien.
l4/\/\3. I know.
I'm going to audition anyways.
Also there's a rumor going around that Christy isn't directing up the down staircase,
and I'm kind of hoping its true.
She picks favorites sometimes, and its nice to have a new director every once in a while.

Lotsa drama going around. Everyone hates eachother. It's confusing.
If I get a laptop, my parents won't let me have free use.
They don't trust me much. Which is dumb.
buh bye.

Life, The Universe, And....EVERYTHING

anyone who gets my title reference gets a cookie and a balloon animal!

So my dad lectured me this morning.

(yeah, I know. everything that starts out that way tends to end up BAD.)

My parents have been trying to push me into this co-ed scouting group. I've never really been a huge fan of that stuff. I'd rather be doing theater over backpacking. 'Adventuring', as my parents have called it, is not exactly my first idea of fun.

Now don't get me wrong. I like to bike around in Lake of The Woods, hike, whatnot, but here's the catch:

The co-ed group contains people that I know 14+ that always give me weird stares. Really awkward. According to Max(who plays d&d with two of the boys), they give that stare to their own sister. Poor Eliza...

I know that's just one little thing, but I've learned to listen to my feelings about stuff, because they're normally right and if I don't follow it I normally epically fail.

So anyways, here is a rough script of what happened, as a script is the best way to explain it.

DISCLAIMER: this is only my version of what happened, some items may not be exactly as they are.

Scene: Kitchen, around 8am, Walker residence.

Characters:

Molly-a tired girl that will do yoga before band practice, and has just finished breakfast. Likes theater so much it takes priority over everything else. Cursed with a lame family, but has a rich social life. Aged 13. Closeted Atheist(scared what her parents will think).

Dad-A man in his late forties that has not yet had his coffee. Wants his daughter MOLLY to change her life drastically, because obviously she will never be successful if he does not force her to change her ways. Devout Lutheran.

Coffee Machine- a coffee maker. Well used. Black. Often the outlet of DAD's anger.

MOLLY enters from stage left to the trash can, throws away a yogurt container upstage center, and starts to exit stage right. COFFEE MACHINE is sitting on the table next to the trash can, empty. DAD enters stage right.

Dad: good morning, Mol.

Molly: 'morning.

he starts to take out a coffee filter, fill the pot with water, etc.

Dad: have you thought about that snorkeling class?

Molly sighs and leans against the doorframe.

Molly:(scared of his reaction) uh....can we not talk about this?

Dad:(furious)That is rude and dismissive.

he is obviously angry, and prepares his coffee with sharp, tense, furious movement, sort of taking out his feelings on the Coffee Maker. He continues to rant inaudibly.

Coffee Machine: um, ow!

Molly sighs again, annoyed by his reaction.

Molly: Okay, listen. I'm really tired and and really don't want to think about this right now. I'm really not sure I want to spend the time or dedication.

Dad: you spend more time on the computer than you do in life. In fact, you don't even know what life is! The colors in the reef make this kitchen look black and white!

he continues to rant, unaware she is not really listening, then stares at her expectantly for a moment. She does nothing, and he turns back to his coffee.

Coffee Machine: well, uhh...this is awkward.

Molly exits stage right, up the stairs to her mom's computer, where she goes to blogspot and rants.

END of scene 1.

So thats it, and now I'm going to do some yoga and go shopping with my best friend. Band practice was canceled because Emma can't make it. Bye now!

Happy Happy New Year!

Back to school. Bleh. Enough said.

I'm not really in the moood to type a whole lot, but still I feel like I should post something.

Up the Down staircase starts in maybe like a month. Uber excited!!!

thazzall. bye.