Mayhaps I over think things. Mayhaps I don't like letting go. Mayhaps all this is because, not at all that I have been honestly hurt - but because I want to write my life. I want to be a character so that I know how to act. Unlike a play however, I cannot read the ending - I shall never know whether I live happily ever after, die in a tragedy, or be one of the lifeless narrators who fades silently into the background. I have often told Neville that we are meant not to know because it makes life exciting. And just suddenly, I have come to realize how big of a hypocrite I really am... and for the first time, I don't want to beat myself up for not being perfect.
I am who I am. And that's okay. It's okay that even though I think I could have the talent, I'm not tall enough to be a supermodel. It's perfectly fine to be 5'2" and not be 30-24-26. I have curves and I embrace them. I don't have flawless skin but it's the mask I wear and a metaphor for who I am. I have a spotted past but I carry myself with elegance - or I am going to. I love the media, Hollywood, and Broadway but from here on out I will not let them dictate how I feel or should feel about who I am. I am a drama queen, but at least I keep things from being boring. I am sensitive, but it's better than not feeling at all. I afraid to be hurt, but that makes those who have all the power in the world to break me and choose not to all the more precious to me. Maybe, I am, in fact, not a bad person at all.
I want to stop bad mouthing myself - so for any of you who hear me do it - please do me the favor of smacking me. If I ask why, please don't tell me. I need to learn for myself. I am my own person. I don't need anyone to cling to, to constantly assure that I am better than I make myself out to be (now this is not to say I won't still need hugs every once in a while). I am resolved to make myself a better person than the one I have been. And the fact that I have not been a great person or friend or girlfriend - that's okay now because I realize that I need to change.
I owe credit for this change and epiphany to several people/things: Amy Campbell (my sister and best friend, who has never doubted me for a second, has helped me trhough the worst times of my life), Neville (my best friend and frequent heart-to-heart buddy), Michael (my boyfriend who has desparately tried to show me that he cares and that life can be better if I choose it to be - I think I get it now) and to In Another Country - by Ernest Hemingway. If you have not read it I highly recommend it - it is a brief story but very concise. Thank you to everybody for helping me to come to my senses and pushing me to the point of prayer - where I should have been all along. This revelation has only strengthened my faith.. Hopefully, one day I will be given the opportunity to spread this faith and grace to those whom have never known it.
I am itching to write again - hopefullly, I will be able to think of something soon. When I do, I will be sure to post it. I also apologize for the lack of postings this past week. Chaos broke loose but I do believe things will be better from here on out.
Answer 1: Alanis Morissette
Answer 2: Fidel Castro
Trivia 1: What does the title of this entry mean?
Trivia 2: Which actress won Best Actress in a Leading Role at the 80th Academy Awards last night?
Playlist: Writer's Block - Brian Reitzell and Britt Daniel, Falling Slowly - from Once (sung by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova), Calling You - Blue October, My Savior, My God - Aaron Shust, HungryI - Vicki Beeching
2.25.2008
2.19.2008
All I Really Want
It's been a busy week, so forgive me for the extreme lack of energy that will be put into this blog =/ I promise better ones once this crazy hell of a week is finished...
SO MUCH DRAMA!
This week may, as has been statistically proven, may indeed be the end of my existence. It is only day two of six and I am nearing the edge of a mental break down. I am sure YAGMCB will turn out fine...eventually. However, until I can start hitting the right notes, the stress level builds infintely. Also, my intensely moody drama teacher almost pushed me over the edge yesterday with her behavior towards a woman who recently lost her daughter. It was uncalled for and a very selfish act a mon avis (in my mind). Where do people get the idea that as soon as they are given some power and responsibility they get to trample over any and everyone who disturbs their idea of a perfect plan??? I honestly do not understand how one could be so selfish (especially a teacher - a teacher who teaches two subjects where understanding character's/people's backgrounds is of foremost importance) as to ignore the rest of the worlds problems at work at only towards their own comfort. It baffles me. I think some praying is in order on this one.
Boring Bits
I may lose my mind this week. Luckily, school has almost nothing contributing to my work load THANK GOSH! I otherwise would have for sure keeled over by now. And that's about it for now.
Straight to Et Cetera
Once again I apologize for my lack of complexity and length in this entry but my energy level is nearing -759. I got the most awesome tshirt from my mom today that she got for me in Arizona that says
"01-20-09
Bush's Las Day
The End of an Error"
It may be the best shirt ever. Quite honestly. Anywho, I really superly need to get an intermediate liscense like, now. Although gas has gone up $30 *flinch*. In all honesty though, I really wouldn't care - as long as I have some way to take myself to see Michael. It seems like the five people who really understand me I either can't get a hold of or just barely have the energy to maintain a conversation with them. It is uber pathetic and it makes me sad. This week is going to take a lot of prayer to survive - that's for sure. I may as well quit while I'm ahead. *sigh* Good night...
Answer: Semisonic
Trivia 1: Artist name who sings song of entry title.
Trivia 2: What famous world leader, after ruling for 49 years, announced his/her retirement today?
Playlist: Closing Time - Semisonic, Shut Up and Smile - Bowling for Soup, Not Me -from Aida, Bottles and Bones - Califone, My Mathematical Mind - Spoon
SO MUCH DRAMA!
This week may, as has been statistically proven, may indeed be the end of my existence. It is only day two of six and I am nearing the edge of a mental break down. I am sure YAGMCB will turn out fine...eventually. However, until I can start hitting the right notes, the stress level builds infintely. Also, my intensely moody drama teacher almost pushed me over the edge yesterday with her behavior towards a woman who recently lost her daughter. It was uncalled for and a very selfish act a mon avis (in my mind). Where do people get the idea that as soon as they are given some power and responsibility they get to trample over any and everyone who disturbs their idea of a perfect plan??? I honestly do not understand how one could be so selfish (especially a teacher - a teacher who teaches two subjects where understanding character's/people's backgrounds is of foremost importance) as to ignore the rest of the worlds problems at work at only towards their own comfort. It baffles me. I think some praying is in order on this one.
Boring Bits
I may lose my mind this week. Luckily, school has almost nothing contributing to my work load THANK GOSH! I otherwise would have for sure keeled over by now. And that's about it for now.
Straight to Et Cetera
Once again I apologize for my lack of complexity and length in this entry but my energy level is nearing -759. I got the most awesome tshirt from my mom today that she got for me in Arizona that says
"01-20-09
Bush's Las Day
The End of an Error"
It may be the best shirt ever. Quite honestly. Anywho, I really superly need to get an intermediate liscense like, now. Although gas has gone up $30 *flinch*. In all honesty though, I really wouldn't care - as long as I have some way to take myself to see Michael. It seems like the five people who really understand me I either can't get a hold of or just barely have the energy to maintain a conversation with them. It is uber pathetic and it makes me sad. This week is going to take a lot of prayer to survive - that's for sure. I may as well quit while I'm ahead. *sigh* Good night...
Answer: Semisonic
Trivia 1: Artist name who sings song of entry title.
Trivia 2: What famous world leader, after ruling for 49 years, announced his/her retirement today?
Playlist: Closing Time - Semisonic, Shut Up and Smile - Bowling for Soup, Not Me -from Aida, Bottles and Bones - Califone, My Mathematical Mind - Spoon
2.17.2008
Closing Time
For my brain at least! Closing time is actually five o'clock p.m. Easter Standard Time. Explanation later. The End. Just kidding! No - I mean explanation later - that's not the end. Listen to what I mean, not what I say! That has actually become the most hackneyed phrase in my vocabulary this past week...so sad.
Curtains Rising
It is indeed the final week before You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. I am going to die on Friday, I just know it! Actually, no - no, I won't. I just need to go over my lines again and again and again. In all honesty, I am EXTREMELY excited. We have practice every day this week, which is going to make my social life HELL. But it will be worth it. The only thing I am truly worried about is remembering my lines for Vacancy in Paradise by Thursday and Friday *makes Home Alone face*. Not too hard to be a ditzy blonde though. All in all, it should be just fine.
The Boring Bits of Life
The boring bits since Friday has included work... and more work. Yesterday was pretty good - slightly swamped but, all in all, an okay day. Actually, it was one of the Saturdays in a long time that I have enjoyed working. Also, Aimee (fifth, if you are counting) helped me pick out a new hair color that is absolutely fantabulous! I don't look constantly sick and jaundiced anymore...yay! In the Death Match: P v The Shop... Actually, there was no Death Match. P has stopped being constantly bitchy to everyone. We all agree that this may in fact be a direct result of her surrender of the Co-Manager title. Interesting... Anyhow, today life as a receptionist was pretty much freaking crap. I hate being the scapegoat of the salon. I get all the gossip from everyone about everyone else (not prominent today) but I also get all of the bad customer attitudes to deal with. I am sorry, people. We close at five on Sunday. We have ALWAYS closed at five on Sunday. And shockingly enough, we don't take hair cuts when our wait time is longer than the time we have left to stay open. And, should at 5:05 you decide you want a haircut, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE! Please don't walk in when the OPEN sign is off, the hours are posted on the front door, and we are vacuuming/coming to loch the door before you get there and then HAVE AN ATTITUDE BECAUSE YOU LACK THE INTELLIGENCE TO RESPECT THE FACT THAT WE HAVE LIVES, TOO! And I am done on this discussion.
The Gang
The Gang has been pretty good so far as I am aware. My speechies/thespians got back from the ITS conference Saturday but I have yet to hear how it went *nudge nudge*. I would like to thank Neville for his PSA announcement that was so incredibly informative and useful... much appreciated - seriously. And yeah... Thats about it for today I guess...
Absolutely Not Normal Chaos
Mom is in Arizona as of Saturday morning so I have been switching houses this weekend back and forth based on who can/can't take me to/pick me up from work. My stepsisters were gone for the weekend so Dad, Amy, and I just kinda chilled. I tried to dye my hair by myself... That was interesting to say the least. A Corgi, me with rubber gloves, extremely pungent hair dye, plus an enclosed area can actually become pretty comical. Amy ended up rescuing me from the depths of Hair Dying Chaotic Hell (thank gosh). Me trying to rinse my hair was also slightly disastrous. I got water all over the bathroom and when Amy came to the rescue for the second ime, Lou (Dad's dog) tried to join my hair in the tub...very odd dog, he is. Anyhow, all this was going on just as I had finished cooking my supper (great planning on my part, right? not so much). And I proceeded to finish out my night watching Chicken Little by myself on the couch, while amazed at how dark my hair was. Tonight after I got off work, Dad, Amy, the girls, and Amy's mom and I went to eat at Indigo Joe's. It's amazing. Period. It's pretty much BW3's on crack and it's awesome.
Et Cetera
I totally realized jsut today how I must have subconsciously started blogging on odd numbered days. This artiophobia may be slowly killing me. The leap year will throw me off so I will indeed blog two days in a row (two! *hiss*). Anyhow my Dad started sing Loch Lomond to me earlier and it is now stuck in my head so I may as well include some of the lyrics. It is also a beautiful instrumental (my freshman year, our band played a gorgeous arrangement of it for our Prism Concert - Note: the instrumental link is not my band):
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomond.
Chorus
O ye’ll tak’ the high road and I’ll tak’ the low road,
And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye.
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomond.
‘Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side o’ Ben Lomond.
Where in deep purple hue, the hieland hills we view,
And the moon comin’ out in the gloamin’.
The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping:
But the broken heart, it kens nae second spring again,
Tho’ the waefu’ may cease from their greeting.
SUCH a beautiful song... it almost brings me to tears.
Last Answer: Kudos to Michael for coming up with the right answer... Louis Armstrong (and he does it best)
Trivia Question: I am sure you are starting to see a pattern... Band name for entry title =)
Playlist: Curtain's Up - Written by Starshine, Right Through You - Alanis Morissette, All That Jazz - from CHICAGO, One Little Slip - Barenaked Ladies, Loch Lomond
Curtains Rising
It is indeed the final week before You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. I am going to die on Friday, I just know it! Actually, no - no, I won't. I just need to go over my lines again and again and again. In all honesty, I am EXTREMELY excited. We have practice every day this week, which is going to make my social life HELL. But it will be worth it. The only thing I am truly worried about is remembering my lines for Vacancy in Paradise by Thursday and Friday *makes Home Alone face*. Not too hard to be a ditzy blonde though. All in all, it should be just fine.
The Boring Bits of Life
The boring bits since Friday has included work... and more work. Yesterday was pretty good - slightly swamped but, all in all, an okay day. Actually, it was one of the Saturdays in a long time that I have enjoyed working. Also, Aimee (fifth, if you are counting) helped me pick out a new hair color that is absolutely fantabulous! I don't look constantly sick and jaundiced anymore...yay! In the Death Match: P v The Shop... Actually, there was no Death Match. P has stopped being constantly bitchy to everyone. We all agree that this may in fact be a direct result of her surrender of the Co-Manager title. Interesting... Anyhow, today life as a receptionist was pretty much freaking crap. I hate being the scapegoat of the salon. I get all the gossip from everyone about everyone else (not prominent today) but I also get all of the bad customer attitudes to deal with. I am sorry, people. We close at five on Sunday. We have ALWAYS closed at five on Sunday. And shockingly enough, we don't take hair cuts when our wait time is longer than the time we have left to stay open. And, should at 5:05 you decide you want a haircut, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE! Please don't walk in when the OPEN sign is off, the hours are posted on the front door, and we are vacuuming/coming to loch the door before you get there and then HAVE AN ATTITUDE BECAUSE YOU LACK THE INTELLIGENCE TO RESPECT THE FACT THAT WE HAVE LIVES, TOO! And I am done on this discussion.
The Gang
The Gang has been pretty good so far as I am aware. My speechies/thespians got back from the ITS conference Saturday but I have yet to hear how it went *nudge nudge*. I would like to thank Neville for his PSA announcement that was so incredibly informative and useful... much appreciated - seriously. And yeah... Thats about it for today I guess...
Absolutely Not Normal Chaos
Mom is in Arizona as of Saturday morning so I have been switching houses this weekend back and forth based on who can/can't take me to/pick me up from work. My stepsisters were gone for the weekend so Dad, Amy, and I just kinda chilled. I tried to dye my hair by myself... That was interesting to say the least. A Corgi, me with rubber gloves, extremely pungent hair dye, plus an enclosed area can actually become pretty comical. Amy ended up rescuing me from the depths of Hair Dying Chaotic Hell (thank gosh). Me trying to rinse my hair was also slightly disastrous. I got water all over the bathroom and when Amy came to the rescue for the second ime, Lou (Dad's dog) tried to join my hair in the tub...very odd dog, he is. Anyhow, all this was going on just as I had finished cooking my supper (great planning on my part, right? not so much). And I proceeded to finish out my night watching Chicken Little by myself on the couch, while amazed at how dark my hair was. Tonight after I got off work, Dad, Amy, the girls, and Amy's mom and I went to eat at Indigo Joe's. It's amazing. Period. It's pretty much BW3's on crack and it's awesome.
Et Cetera
I totally realized jsut today how I must have subconsciously started blogging on odd numbered days. This artiophobia may be slowly killing me. The leap year will throw me off so I will indeed blog two days in a row (two! *hiss*). Anyhow my Dad started sing Loch Lomond to me earlier and it is now stuck in my head so I may as well include some of the lyrics. It is also a beautiful instrumental (my freshman year, our band played a gorgeous arrangement of it for our Prism Concert - Note: the instrumental link is not my band):
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomond.
Chorus
O ye’ll tak’ the high road and I’ll tak’ the low road,
And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye.
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomond.
‘Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side o’ Ben Lomond.
Where in deep purple hue, the hieland hills we view,
And the moon comin’ out in the gloamin’.
The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping:
But the broken heart, it kens nae second spring again,
Tho’ the waefu’ may cease from their greeting.
SUCH a beautiful song... it almost brings me to tears.
Last Answer: Kudos to Michael for coming up with the right answer... Louis Armstrong (and he does it best)
Trivia Question: I am sure you are starting to see a pattern... Band name for entry title =)
Playlist: Curtain's Up - Written by Starshine, Right Through You - Alanis Morissette, All That Jazz - from CHICAGO, One Little Slip - Barenaked Ladies, Loch Lomond
2.15.2008
What a Wonderful World
Sometimes this world is in fact quite wonderful, especially days like yesterday. Valentine's Day a way to market and commercialize hippie philosophies without the world knowing. Quite amazing, if I do say so myself. Yesterday was quite the interesting day, what with love, affection, peace, and pot induced happiness floating around the school (not on my part, though).
And The Show Continues Still...
Yesterday was Valentine's Day and it was quite amazing. During lunch, us speechies handed out candy-grams and carnations and it was a blast to watch surprise and ecstasy rise amongst our fellow students. Today I helped bead Amy's Big Mama dress for the ITS (International Thespian Society) Conference this weekend and it looked absolutely stunning on her. Unfortunately my closest drama friends were there today, and as I ahve to work this weekend, I was here. =( BUt as my final talk of drama -drama for the rest of the day check out these two interesting pics from practice: Bus Ride and Bus Ride 2
The Boring Bits of Life
Yesterday was quite an amazing day at school full of candy, and cupcakes, and euphoria. AP Government was full of hilarious and random discussions some of which i was to quote on Facebook. Whoopsies! Today was much more relaxed. I definitely failed my Statistics quiz by not studying, played ERS (nonviolently) and Spoons (or Marker Caps, in this case) in English. This was followed by a horrendous AP GOPO (Gov't and Politics) quiz which I DID pass, slept through drama (for our teacher was not there), and goofed off in French while learning about misplaced clauses, etc., etc.,. Work shall be interesting this weekend for the tension between Co-Manager P is building.. Death Match: P v. The Shop. We shall see who gets their way.
The Gang
The Gang has been fine, save a few Valentine's Day blues. I love everybody though, so no one can be sad! This years Valentine's Day was by far the best I have ever had. Everything yesterday made me smile. Michael and I cooked rice (or attempted to), had sparkling white grape juice, and watched Benny and Joon. Plus he got my flowers, chocolate, and a smell teddy bear. What more could a girl ask for? All in all it was quite an amazing night. =)
Absolutely Not Normal Chaos
The fam, for the most part, has been fine. Butt Munch is being a bit of a jerk though. Whilst writing this post, I overheard him yelling that everything was "pussy" over the Xbox Live. Needless to say it angered me, although i am not quite sure he completely understands what "pussy" means. Anywho, I asked him to stop because I found it very offensive and it wasn't very friendly language and his oh-so-intelligent response was "We know we're joking. Why do you have such a stick up your butt?" Which makes me wonder, all in all, if he will ever find a level-headed girlfriend when he is so derogatory and mysogenistic... maybe one of these days he will listen to the advice I am giving him. Who knows?
Et Cetera
Hmmm... what to write, what to write. My poor Bear was crying earlier (see pic below for Bear) wanting to come inside, but mostly because he wanted attention.. I can't hardly standing listening to him bark because I feel as though I am neglecting him but, alas, there is no feasible solution (other than me spoiling him... tragic). I am praying for all the victims and families touched by the NIU shootings and encourage others to do so. It is indeed a tragedy, were in a country we believe to be civilized, that civilians feel the only way to get their point across is by taking others live's. We criticize the terrorists and religous extremists and launch billion dollar programs to fix the rest of the world while our own people are being demoralized, mistreated, injured, killed, and scorned. *Shakes head* It is indeed a tragedy that we would turn our heads on our borthers and sisters instead of helping them. Also, to anyone in an area that was recently hit by large storms this past week, I encourage you to try to help adopt pets that were left home- and owner-less. With foreclosure rates going up around the country, more and more animal shelters are being overrun with animals that are left behind when families move. Please get a pet or encourage others to get their pets from rescue societies and gives these animals loving homes where they are not one in 500 dogs that barely gets any attention on any given day. Small steps + Many people = Lots of change!
Last Entry's Answer: John Greenleaf Whittier
Trivia Question: What singer did the first rendition of the song that shares a title with this entry?
Playlist: All My Loving - The Beatles, When You're Good to Mama - from Chicago, Eye of the Tiger - Survivor, 500 Miles - The Proclaimers, I'm an Asshole - Denis Leary
And The Show Continues Still...
Yesterday was Valentine's Day and it was quite amazing. During lunch, us speechies handed out candy-grams and carnations and it was a blast to watch surprise and ecstasy rise amongst our fellow students. Today I helped bead Amy's Big Mama dress for the ITS (International Thespian Society) Conference this weekend and it looked absolutely stunning on her. Unfortunately my closest drama friends were there today, and as I ahve to work this weekend, I was here. =( BUt as my final talk of drama -drama for the rest of the day check out these two interesting pics from practice: Bus Ride and Bus Ride 2
The Boring Bits of Life
Yesterday was quite an amazing day at school full of candy, and cupcakes, and euphoria. AP Government was full of hilarious and random discussions some of which i was to quote on Facebook. Whoopsies! Today was much more relaxed. I definitely failed my Statistics quiz by not studying, played ERS (nonviolently) and Spoons (or Marker Caps, in this case) in English. This was followed by a horrendous AP GOPO (Gov't and Politics) quiz which I DID pass, slept through drama (for our teacher was not there), and goofed off in French while learning about misplaced clauses, etc., etc.,. Work shall be interesting this weekend for the tension between Co-Manager P is building.. Death Match: P v. The Shop. We shall see who gets their way.
The Gang
The Gang has been fine, save a few Valentine's Day blues. I love everybody though, so no one can be sad! This years Valentine's Day was by far the best I have ever had. Everything yesterday made me smile. Michael and I cooked rice (or attempted to), had sparkling white grape juice, and watched Benny and Joon. Plus he got my flowers, chocolate, and a smell teddy bear. What more could a girl ask for? All in all it was quite an amazing night. =)
Absolutely Not Normal Chaos
The fam, for the most part, has been fine. Butt Munch is being a bit of a jerk though. Whilst writing this post, I overheard him yelling that everything was "pussy" over the Xbox Live. Needless to say it angered me, although i am not quite sure he completely understands what "pussy" means. Anywho, I asked him to stop because I found it very offensive and it wasn't very friendly language and his oh-so-intelligent response was "We know we're joking. Why do you have such a stick up your butt?" Which makes me wonder, all in all, if he will ever find a level-headed girlfriend when he is so derogatory and mysogenistic... maybe one of these days he will listen to the advice I am giving him. Who knows?
Et Cetera
Hmmm... what to write, what to write. My poor Bear was crying earlier (see pic below for Bear) wanting to come inside, but mostly because he wanted attention.. I can't hardly standing listening to him bark because I feel as though I am neglecting him but, alas, there is no feasible solution (other than me spoiling him... tragic). I am praying for all the victims and families touched by the NIU shootings and encourage others to do so. It is indeed a tragedy, were in a country we believe to be civilized, that civilians feel the only way to get their point across is by taking others live's. We criticize the terrorists and religous extremists and launch billion dollar programs to fix the rest of the world while our own people are being demoralized, mistreated, injured, killed, and scorned. *Shakes head* It is indeed a tragedy that we would turn our heads on our borthers and sisters instead of helping them. Also, to anyone in an area that was recently hit by large storms this past week, I encourage you to try to help adopt pets that were left home- and owner-less. With foreclosure rates going up around the country, more and more animal shelters are being overrun with animals that are left behind when families move. Please get a pet or encourage others to get their pets from rescue societies and gives these animals loving homes where they are not one in 500 dogs that barely gets any attention on any given day. Small steps + Many people = Lots of change!
Last Entry's Answer: John Greenleaf Whittier Trivia Question: What singer did the first rendition of the song that shares a title with this entry?
Playlist: All My Loving - The Beatles, When You're Good to Mama - from Chicago, Eye of the Tiger - Survivor, 500 Miles - The Proclaimers, I'm an Asshole - Denis Leary
2.13.2008
Snowbound
'Tis in all actuality, not true. I am not snowbound, nor do I wish to be. However, the blanket of cold, calm snow outside acts as my muse for the day. It's gentle and floating, not caring that once it hits the ground it creates obstacles for every being trying to get around today. It makes me wonder why society today always feels so rushed, when indeed, we should be trying to slow down and look at the finer, more miraculous points of life.
The Show Will Go On...
Yesterday was our third snowday of the year, although the only one thus far with an actual substantial amount of snow. It's beuatiful outside, I must admit. Anyhow school was cancelled, and Charlie Brown practice was not. It was fun though, endless amount of goofing aroud. Amy (fourth Amy) and I, however, are struggling with the task of memorizing the vegetables in MacGregor's garden (*allusion!) 'Tis not an easy task as one might think - for should one not say the right vegetable at the right time, the feet of the song become all mumbo-jumbo'd and awkward as a dancer with two left feet to lead with. Kristin and I will be drilling our duo (Final Placement) very hard the week after Charlie Brown, to ensure that we make it to nationals - which is in Appleton, Wisconsin this year! GO cheeseheads! *points to self, whisper* From Wisconsin if ya couldn't tell...
The Boring Bits of Life
Really, this week, the boring bits have not been so incredibly boring. Of three weekdays thus far, I have had one day of school. And aside from karma kicking me in the ass once or twice, it was a very nice day of school. Although if we have school tomorrow, it may very well seem like longest day ever, as I am awaiting to see my valentine. In contrast to last year, this year's Valentine's Day will NOT be spent on a bus down to Orlando, crying my eyes out for several straight hours, listening to Rufus Wainwright repetitively, and mourning the past. This Valentine's Day will be a good one - I am sure of it. Possibly because I have the best boyfriend a girl could ask for and all really need to be happy is just to see him. And thus the boring bits, are not so increidbly boring.
The Gang
The Gang, so far as I am currently aware of, is doing fine. At the present moment, I am holding an unannounced casting call for dates for some of my friends. NO, I WILL NOT SAY FOR WHOM! So intersted guys, please leave a comment. Neville and I (Tonks), had a "discussion" the other night that has really opened my eyes to much of what I have refused to acknowledge for years - that indeed people can be happy of their own accord and most, in fact, are not like me. I am always out to find someone to fall head over heels for, and I can give my heart away at the drop of a hat. Not that it's a bad thing to be a romantic, I just open myself up to be a great bit more vulnerable. And some of my friends, I have come to understand, don't want to deal with that pain or be responsible for the pain of others. Some don't need to have an "other half" to be happy. And I applaud them for being able to be content with that. So, Valentine's Day is coming up and I have absolutely no clue what to get Michael. What do you get a guy for Valentine's Day??? Hmmm... if you have any thoughts please feel free to contact me, although I am sure to come up with something on my own... eventually.
*Et Cetera
Today I have slipt into a song writing mood. It is a very rare occasion for me, although when the mood strikes it strikes. So far my song is untitled but is written to a punk rock rhythm... which is much harder to write to than I would have expected. So snaps for every successful punk rock, song writing band out there (BFS, that is to you). Here is my first verse and intro to chorus thus far (although it may become my second verse) and I am still tweaking the chorus so it will be posted at a later date.
And you smashed your chair against the wall,
Can’t remember what this happened for,
But it seems to me like maybe we’re fallin’…
You push away from the warmth inside,
I try to hold on but you just cry,
Staring at me…
I’m not sure,
If this was our – best idea yet…
But I hold on – I can’t let go…
Comment if you want. I know I am not the best lyricist, but once again it is a rare form for me. Lately, my phobia of even numbers (artiophobia) has been coming to a head and I am not sure how to let it go. Ah, well, such is the life of a mundane wanderer in this complex world.
* Nothing new for Absolutely Not Normal Chaos
Last Entry's Answer: Anastasia
Trivia: What poet write the idyll that shares a name with this blog entry?
Playlist: Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging - Fall Out Boy, The Book Report - from You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown!, Hallelujah - Rufus Wainwright, Down For the Count - Bowling For Soup, The Way We Get By - Spoon
2.11.2008
A Wonderful Journey
And so begins the story of the life and times of Starshine - or Megan, as mostly everyone affectionately calls me. Unless you in the number of people who don't call me Megan (Johnson, Chay, Noel, or Starshine - don't ask, long story... actually go ahead and ask).
Let the Drama Begin...
As most of you do, or don't, know I am an actress at heart. Maybe not the best on stage but I am definitely a tad overdramatic at almost all times. Demonstration: Pink pillow as given to me for my birthday by Butt Munch (or Sam as everyone seems to think his name is) that all too honestly states Mood Swings Ahead. Currently I am working of pieces for National and State levels of speech, playing Myrtle (hilarious, I know) in Vacancy in Paradise, and starring as Lucy in the Broadway musical You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. I am looking to possibly major in theatre education in college =) - wherever that is.
The Boring Bits of Life
Boring bits meaning school, chores, and occasionally work (although that 'tis usually a tad dramatic). School is pretty - mediocre (to use a ten dollar word). Our high school is currently under some major, nasty construction and they are planning to have it all finished right after I graduate in '09. Joy. I go to school 5 days a week and work weekends ( or work one day and participate in other day consuming events on the other day). Once again - joy. It's not really all that bad as I love most of the girls I work with at Great Clips (NO, I DO NOT CUT HAIR!) Anyhow two of them in particular are like my big sisters (Miss Amy and Katie... Amy use to be my day care watcher). And she is Miss Amy for a reason, I have quite a few Amy's in my life =).
The Gang
Otherwise known as my bff's, friends forever, etc., etc., I love my friends. Period. There is not much more to it quite honestly. My closest ones I would take a bullet for should the need ever arise. This is where a second Amy comes into play =). I love Amy, she is a doll and beyond what anyone could ever ask for in a friend. And for that matter so are most of my friends. My personal gang consists of Amy, Josh, Kristin, Erica, Audi, Allison (my sister who baptized me*smile*), Julia, Callie, my two Sarah's, and of course Michael - my amazing boyfriend. Not to say I don't love all my friends these are just my closest ones. I am currently going on two months with my amazing boyfriend Michael. He is absolutely one of the most amazing, patient, and fascinating people I have met in my entire life. He continues to amaze me with his thoughtfulness in all the small things he does. I can honestly I have never felt so loved, beautiful, and safe as I do when I am with him.
Absolutely Not Normal Chaos
And this would be my family =). I love my family and are the people I am closest to in the world, besides God;). I live most of the time with my mom ( whom I adore and admire), my brother (Butt Munch - as referenced earlier - I honestly love him to deaht though), Darren (my mom's fiance), and my chow-collie mix Bear ( who is the fluffiest creature alive). Sometimes I stay briefly at my dad's house with his fiancee (the third Amy) and his two daughters. They are the best sisters ever (even if I do have to fall asleep looking at HSM and Hannah Montana posters). My family is about the most amazing thing to me about life and I am beyond loucky to have the relationships that I do with them. They act as my muses and my inspiration when things look grim, even though I don't tell them this nearly enough.
Et Cetera
And that is mostly it, save the small things. I am a bookworm, and band geek (alto sax). Music keeps me alive and I have a passion for classic rock and 80's/90's music. I am a small gamer, having played WoW and DAoC for going on five or six years. I am very religious but not in the traditional sense. I have a close relationship with God but I am not a Bible thumper. I am addicted to Zesty Taco/ Chipotle Ranch Doritos. I love vampires. I try to write but can almost never finish a story. I am also a vegetarian.
Trivia: What movie soundtrack includes the song that I named my first entry after?
And so ends the first of my blog entries. Hope you enjoy!
Playlist: Good Morning, Starshine - from Hair, One Girl Revolution - Superchick, Head Over Feet - Alanis Morrisette, My Wish - Rascal Flatts, Because You Loved Me - Celine Dion ( dedicated to my Granny, I will see you again someday)
Let the Drama Begin...
As most of you do, or don't, know I am an actress at heart. Maybe not the best on stage but I am definitely a tad overdramatic at almost all times. Demonstration: Pink pillow as given to me for my birthday by Butt Munch (or Sam as everyone seems to think his name is) that all too honestly states Mood Swings Ahead. Currently I am working of pieces for National and State levels of speech, playing Myrtle (hilarious, I know) in Vacancy in Paradise, and starring as Lucy in the Broadway musical You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. I am looking to possibly major in theatre education in college =) - wherever that is.
The Boring Bits of Life
Boring bits meaning school, chores, and occasionally work (although that 'tis usually a tad dramatic). School is pretty - mediocre (to use a ten dollar word). Our high school is currently under some major, nasty construction and they are planning to have it all finished right after I graduate in '09. Joy. I go to school 5 days a week and work weekends ( or work one day and participate in other day consuming events on the other day). Once again - joy. It's not really all that bad as I love most of the girls I work with at Great Clips (NO, I DO NOT CUT HAIR!) Anyhow two of them in particular are like my big sisters (Miss Amy and Katie... Amy use to be my day care watcher). And she is Miss Amy for a reason, I have quite a few Amy's in my life =).
The Gang
Otherwise known as my bff's, friends forever, etc., etc., I love my friends. Period. There is not much more to it quite honestly. My closest ones I would take a bullet for should the need ever arise. This is where a second Amy comes into play =). I love Amy, she is a doll and beyond what anyone could ever ask for in a friend. And for that matter so are most of my friends. My personal gang consists of Amy, Josh, Kristin, Erica, Audi, Allison (my sister who baptized me*smile*), Julia, Callie, my two Sarah's, and of course Michael - my amazing boyfriend. Not to say I don't love all my friends these are just my closest ones. I am currently going on two months with my amazing boyfriend Michael. He is absolutely one of the most amazing, patient, and fascinating people I have met in my entire life. He continues to amaze me with his thoughtfulness in all the small things he does. I can honestly I have never felt so loved, beautiful, and safe as I do when I am with him.
Absolutely Not Normal Chaos
And this would be my family =). I love my family and are the people I am closest to in the world, besides God;). I live most of the time with my mom ( whom I adore and admire), my brother (Butt Munch - as referenced earlier - I honestly love him to deaht though), Darren (my mom's fiance), and my chow-collie mix Bear ( who is the fluffiest creature alive). Sometimes I stay briefly at my dad's house with his fiancee (the third Amy) and his two daughters. They are the best sisters ever (even if I do have to fall asleep looking at HSM and Hannah Montana posters). My family is about the most amazing thing to me about life and I am beyond loucky to have the relationships that I do with them. They act as my muses and my inspiration when things look grim, even though I don't tell them this nearly enough.
Et Cetera
And that is mostly it, save the small things. I am a bookworm, and band geek (alto sax). Music keeps me alive and I have a passion for classic rock and 80's/90's music. I am a small gamer, having played WoW and DAoC for going on five or six years. I am very religious but not in the traditional sense. I have a close relationship with God but I am not a Bible thumper. I am addicted to Zesty Taco/ Chipotle Ranch Doritos. I love vampires. I try to write but can almost never finish a story. I am also a vegetarian.
Trivia: What movie soundtrack includes the song that I named my first entry after?
And so ends the first of my blog entries. Hope you enjoy!
Playlist: Good Morning, Starshine - from Hair, One Girl Revolution - Superchick, Head Over Feet - Alanis Morrisette, My Wish - Rascal Flatts, Because You Loved Me - Celine Dion ( dedicated to my Granny, I will see you again someday)
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