Saturday, October 30, 2010

Morgue than Words

Sometimes I get so overwhelmed by life that I want to just scream.
I want it all to stop for just a moment. Like school.
3 teachers assigned homework over Fall Break. Because I'm really going to remember to do that.
Then I moved downstairs. Meaning all my crap was tossed in my new closet. So after digging for an hour to find my makeup and junk I want, I wanted to just cry. It was SO EFFING MUCH.
And 3 weeks ago, we were made to go to a school play. Only problem is, I had made plans long before the time and dates were up. So, there was no way I could go.
I have a crappy grade in that class, I'm sure.

Then Justin. I am about to strangle him. IF YOU NOTICE I GET DEPRESSED EVERYTIME YOU MENTION YOUR GIRLFRIEND, THAT IS A CUE TO STOP. OK!?

Life goes too fast

Monday, October 25, 2010

Thespians UNITE!!

So, I am in a theater class. High school Intro, but still, I'm in it. And single handedly THE BEST ACTRESS IN THERE.
I revel in it. It is my drug...kidding. But I love being on the stage.
Whenever we're asked to do a project that involves writing a script, and acting with a group, I am the first in demand. please, I had 3 characters ready to go. Before starting the class.
As we speak, I'm writing 2 plays. One inspired by Mr. Sixx, and the other about an insane guy trapped in a hospital with poor treatment, stuck in his own mind. Oh yeah, I'm slick. My teacher read the latter and said it broke her heart. very deep and so on.
So we were asked to do full makeup for our character, any character, like The Joker, then go onstage and do a scene. Mine was from the play I described. So I ratted my hair and made shadows. I get up there, do my impression of a stark raving lunatic, and finish...
STANDING OVATION!!!!
Besides the Oompa-loompas who did very well, I was THE BEST. I say that with no false pretenses...I'm like the Raul Julia of our school. Quirky, yet able to BE the character.
I got one of the leads in the class's play. I'm the only one besides the Oompa's who remembers deadlines.
Man I'm good.

boys....

I'll say it. Boys suck. They really do. Boys are like strawberry pudding. No good.

I give you my exhibit A. tyler. The last word in clingy guy. I suppose if you're all into guys who walk you to class and never let you go, then he's great. You know, the training wheel high school boyfriend. But I'm sorry, celebrating week anniversaries? Not so much.

Exhibit B. The last word in FREAKING SCARY. Justin. oh Justin. So sweet and kind...yeah, no. Besides pretending he was possesed by a freaking DEMON. (Yes kids, demon) he is back with his ex. Online. You know. Not so good for my little ego.

Exhibit C. RJ. Yeah...I know he reads this, so I'll be kind. Still into me. Man, it's akward...

Exhibit D. Sora. Kisora-san. THE MOST INSENSITIVE GUY I KNOW. Give him a complicated female problem, like, monthly anger, and he'll say 'don't be angry.' yeah no.

I hate boys.