Friday, November 19, 2010

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.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

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.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

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.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

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