Sunday, May 10, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wow. That was a relatively short rant on my part. Probably because I'm itching to get back to my Science notes sheet.....Yes, that was said with a certain amount of sarcasm, but in all honesty, this is the one final I'm kind of excited about for several reasons:
1) Our AWESOME teacher uses everyone's name in the exam, and he always makes the problems with people funny.
2) Every letter F is a joke. Which....erm, doesn't really help much, but it'll still be entertaining.
3) The whole thing is multiple choice. It always seems to me that if there are lots of different parts, especially on something like a French test, my brain has to work overtime to switch between all the questions and what I need to do to answer.
So yes. AND I'm über-proud of my notes sheet we can tape to the back of our periodic table, so.....YES. NO. MAYBE.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
I. Am. Going. Totally. Insane.
And while some of you out there may be laughing reading this, know that I mean this in a whole sh*tload of seriousness, in fact, so bear with my sarcastic, P.O.ed, and somewhat freaked-out posts that may be coming this week. Ha--if I even have time to post anything other than this. In Science class.
I was at quartet this past Saturday, and the cellist in my group said she's NEVER had finals. *Jaw on the floor* She's a year ahead of me, and she's NEVER HAD FINALS. I am incredibly jealous. I miss the Middle School setup, to be perfectly honest.......In fact, I miss Middle School in general. I had an experience there that most people don't; my friend group--I hate calling it a clique, but that's what it is--only began having problems this year, not in Middle School. MS was pretty damn good, actually, because we hardly ever had any friend issues. It was awesome. *Sigh* And then we enter Upper School, and it's like we all have even more raging hormones (especially towards each other) than we did in grades 5-8, which I didn't think was possible, but......
So that's all for now. I am hating this quarter. And the funny thing is that if I were to get my wish--which I am, at the end of this week--it comes along with the freaking finals, so either way I'm royally screwed. Aaaaaaaah, LIFE.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
My two big tests are OVER for this week. True, I've still got a French quiz, an outline for my History Paper, and various other loverly homeworks and whatsits, but now my stress level has decreased significantly from what you read a few posts ago. Thank God.
Although I haven't actually finished my Science test......erk.......but I get to study more for it. You know, the funny thing about my Science class is that the teacher is GREAT--he goes through everything you're confused about, explains things wonderfully, and is hilarious on top of it all (I'll have to do a quote of the day in honor of him. Heh heh...). BUT: his tests are super-hard!!! And he's not even one of those teachers you know right away has another side to him--no, you get his first test and are like, Shit this is hard! But having him there to help makes it all better.
Now I've just got an outline for my paper on midwifery and the church's persecution of them in 1200's England (what a mouthful) to do. Yeeeeees. At least my computer background makes me happy! --->
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
This was written by Violet Trefusis to her best friend and lover, Vita Sackville-West. It was one of those things you just happen to stumble across, and I thought it was absolutely gorgeous. Wouldn't you love for someone to write something like this to you??? It saddens me that the days of writing like this in an everyday fashion are out the window and far from home...Ah, well. We can always revisit that era. I know I love to. :-)
October 8, 1910
Violet was sixteen at the time she wrote this letter...
I am in the act of asking myself if I ought to reply to your question? A question furthermore most indiscreet and which merits a sharp reprimand. Reply, don't reply, reply! Oh to the devil with discretion!
Well, you ask me pointblank why I love you....I love you, Vita, because I've fought so hard to win you.... I love you, Vita, because you never gave me back my ring. I love you because you have never yielded in anything;' I love you because you never capitulate. I love you for your wonderful intelligence, for your literary aspirations, for your unconscious (?) coquetry. I love you because you have the air of doubting nothing! I love in you what is also in me: imagination, the gift for languages, taste, intuition and a host of other things.....
I love you, Vita, because I've seen your soul.
-Agna (means "chaste, holy" in German)
-Amalia (means, appropriately, "work" in German)
- Conradine (means "bold counsel" (HA) in German)
-Ernsta (means "serious business" in German)
-Faina (means "light" in Russian)
- Iantha (means "violet flower" in Greek)
-Karla (means "man" in German (!!!))
- Korina (means "maiden" (HA))
-Mitzi (means "rebellious" in German)
-Verena (means "to respect, to fear" in German)
-Mack (for MacKenzie)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
On Wednesday, my Science teacher, who has been just under the weather lately, announced that he was moving our test from Friday to Tuesday of this upcoming week, and that we'd have a movie day on Friday, mainly because there had been so many people gone, etc. etc. So I felt a little better--I love Science this year anyway because of this teach; he is awesome in every way. But anyway, then today my History teacher moved our exam to Tuesday instead of Monday, so now my mood is wünderbar. (Mostly because I get to go take off my skirt and put on my three-inch-heel character shoes for some slutty dancing!)
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
LAST SHOW ADDED TO YOUR RESUME?
Museum (look up Tina Howe), but I'm currently working on Cabaret (finally!)
LAST SHOW YOU AUDITIONED FOR?
LAST SONG YOU USED AT AN AUDITION?
"Tomorrow Belongs to Me" from Cabaret
Crazy For You, Phantom of the Opera, Wicked!, Man of La Mancha, Gypsy, White Christmas, A Chorus Line, Guys and Dolls, Chicago, Sound of Music, Rent, My Fair Lady, Notre Dame de Paris, and on and on and on....
Romeo and Juliet....eh, anything Shakespeare, really. OOH, and this one called The Butterfly about the Holocaust...very good.
FAVORITE ROLE(S) YOU'VE PLAYED, AND FROM WHAT SHOW(S)?
Helena in A Midsummer Night's Dream, Follies Girl in Crazy For You, Kit Kat Girl in Cabaret, Shoesaleslady in Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, drug addict rockstar babe in our "teen issues" play Addict.....heh heh......jk
FAVORITE ROLE OVERALL THAT I WOULD LOVE TO PLAY?
Elphaba from Wicked!, Juliet, Dulcinea in Man of La Mancha, Roxie in Chicago, Adelaide in Guys and Dolls, Esmeralda in Notre Dame de Paris (yes, the French version)
Having good rehearsals during Hell Week, definitely. Baaaaaaaaaaaad sign right there.
YOUR GOAL IN SHOW BUSINESS?
Do it for as long as I can and be good at it!!!!
FAVORITE DIRECTOR YOU HAVE EVER WORKED WITH?
Mrs. B., of course. And Ms. Mac. Yes.
WHAT WAS YOUR VERY FIRST SHOW?
Not counting little class plays at my school, I was the Shoesaleslady in Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day in sixth grade. :-)
HAVE YOU EVER HAD A DANCE SOLO?
Well, not really.......eh, no. Danced with small groups.
HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SINGING SOLO?
Yes! In Alexander...(NOT writing out that name again)
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN THE LAST PERSON TO TAKE A BOW?
No, but I was third-to-last in Museum (w00t)
HAVE YOU BEEN TO NEW YORK?
*tear drips down nose* Never.
HAVE YOU BEEN TO LA?
WHAT'S THE SCARIEST PART OF AN AUDITION?
Wondering if your voice will crack because you're a teenager, hearing someone really good go right before you.
WHAT'S THE BEST PART OF AN AUDITION?
If you do well!!!! And if you know the director(s), that's always made me feel better.
NAME A SHOW YOU WOULD NEVER DO AGAIN.
Dandelion. Oh hell no.
NAME A SHOW YOU COULD DO FOR YEARS.
Crazy For You, (probably) Cabaret, Alice in Wonderland
WHAT ARE YOU AUDITIONING FOR NEXT?
Whatever show comes my way! I don't know any yet...
DO YOU KEEP IN TOUCH WITH PAST CAST MEMBERS?
Why wouldn't I?!?!?
HOW IMPORTANT IS GETTING PAID?
Well, right now not terribly, because I've never gotten paid for a show before and I still love doing it. But, I imagine that if I make a career out of this then it would become increasingly more vital...
*(thanks for that one, Moi!)
SOMETHING EMBARRASSING OR UNEXPECTED THAT HAPPENED TO YOU WHILE ON-STAGE?
Well, this was for ballet (slightly off-topic, I know): my chef's hat fell off as we were bowing, and I was at the end of the line (seeing how short I was and am), so I just picked it up and carried it off on my hand like it was on a tray. :-) And various bows and such falling off my tap shoes is CFY...
WHO IS THE MOST DIFFICULT PERSON (ON STAGE OR OFF) THAT YOU HAVE EVER WORKED WITH?
MPA-goers, you know her. Thank God she's not in Cabaret, I am sorry, but......
EVER BEEN NAKED ONSTAGE?
No, but I will nearly be for this one!!! Hot stuff, baby!
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KILLED ONSTAGE?
ALMOST--when I was that drug addict Kendra, I set myself on fire smoking a bong pipe or something, and I totally mamed myself. I had to wear this cut-up bald cap over my face to make me look deformed. Maybe sometime I'll attach that picture...heh heh. Give y'all nightmares forever.
BEEN DRUNK ONSTAGE?
Oh heck yes. Crazy For You tavern scene--AND in Sweeney Todd, during God That's Good.
PLAYED SOMEONE HALF YOUR AGE?
Hmmmmmmmmmm.......dunno the ages of some of my characters....
PLAYED SOMEONE TWICE YOUR AGE?
Loads of times. Mostly being a floozy, druggie, or ditzy dancer of some sort....
Nope. I wish.
FIRED A GUN?
Been right next to one being fired, twice. That's it.
BEEN IN A DREAM SEQUENCE?
Erm, nooooooo...........unless you count Museum, which was pretty much the entirety of the play....or A Midsummer Night's Dream.
Not YET.....*blushes* Maybe sometime in the near future. Hopefully not before my true first kiss, however.
But meanwhile, we learned a small part of the dance for Wilkommen today. !!! By "small" I mean we haven't even gotten to the part where the girls sing yet--yea, it's a tiny bit. But even now my thighs are KILLING ME. I haven't danced like this since the show two years ago, Crazy For You, and that didn't consist of über-sexual rubbings and brushes and and *blech*!! But anyway, this dance. Is. So. Hard. I mean, I'm a dancer myself, but this totally shows what happens when all you do is ballroom once a week for a year without ever stretching, writhing around on the floor like an animal, etc. etc. We begin with right after our little fanfare-type thing, and are in the groove right away. We kick, we lunge, we spin, we dig into our hips, we grope people in places just borderline for a high school.....
So I'm excited as hell.....but really nervous.
Of course the funner fun (yes, I know it's not a word) starts when we get costumes--can you tell I've got a bit of a showgirl-costume hang-up for this play???--and when we sing with the live pit. This seriously is my dream show, or at least one of them; hey, Kit Kat Klub Girl, Telephone Girl, and Lady #1 in Two Ladies isn't bad for my freshman year!!
p.s. What do you think of the bigger font? It was pissing me off that it was so tiny, but I'm wondering if this is too big to look nice....
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
"The fuuun has arriiiiiiiiiiiived."
"Free at last! Thank God almighty, I'm free at last!"
Cabaret has finally started, and I can't contain myself. Literally. It's all fishnets and garters from here, baby. :-)
Monday, February 9, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Understand that I mean that in not a completely positive nor completely negative way. There were both good and bad aspects to this shindig, but the bad pieces were really trivial. It was definitely worth it.
Bad parts: Me getting pissed off at a sophomore kid who....well, he's quite immature, and doesn't know WHEN to STOP--he makes a huge deal out of things, and then will blame other people for making a mountain out a frickin' molehill. And he was just being especially obnoxious during Blazing Saddles, which made ME upset because A) he would not shut his megaphonic trap as I so kindly asked him to; B) he was directly aiming at me at one point, and C) I LOVE the movie Blazing Saddles, dammit!!! (I left because he brought it to a point where I truly believe from the bottom of my cold-towards-obnoxiousness heart that I would have slapped him had I not left.)
Good parts: Watching Blazing Saddles in the basement of C.'s house; having a venting session with two awesome people, a junior and senior, after the infuriating incident with that sophomore kid; being comfortable in my pajamas and slipper socks for the entire night; eating junk food whenever I wanted; playing Taboo, underclassmen against upperclassmen (we beat the seniors' and juniors' asses!!), and Imaginiff (if you have never played that game, you are seriously missing out on LIFE). And yes. It was just a great time.
So I'm done now. MUCH MUCH more to come today to update y'all on my life (yes, it still is in existence....). There is so much to tell, dahlings!!
So basically, I shall be updating MORE and adding to my GTABW List (yesssssssss), and just telling you about my life more. Yes. :-)
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
"I hated it when it was drafty. The windows were always open, and I liked it that way, but at night the wind whistling through the eyelet lace curtains and billowing about in the bedrooms could be awfully creepy. I huddled deeper into my burrow of flannel sheet and down blanket, and tried to drift off. Come on, Laura, I said to myself forcefully. Shut your eyes and let everything go, it’s time for sleep now. But nothing I told myself helped, neither the gentlest suggestion nor the harshest warning. My churning mind turned red-hot with an anger I could not suppress. This had happened before, I thought as I squeezed my eyes together, and I couldn’t help it last time either...but I couldn’t think about them, I just couldn’t. I rolled over to face the lone window of my bedroom and, consequently, the chilly wind. The cold distracted me slightly. But at last, after several more agonizing minutes internally arguing with the breeze and myself, I threw off the sheet and blanket, wrapped the silky nightgown tighter around myself, and tiptoed over to the window and slammed it shut."
The cast and crew have to fill out these forms for Winter Show with questions about us on them, such as our goals, favorite foods, best part of the play, all that jazz. I just finished mine, and you know, it's times like these I feel incredibly sorry for my teachers. In eighth grade history, we'd be assigned a short paragraph on some reading, and my friend SK and I would end up turning in novels. It was sad; our teacher never said a word, but we'd just look at each other and smile guiltfully. Ah, well. Some things never change, eh???
So here are my answers on the form. Oh, I didn't mention the purpose of these thingies: they'll go in the play program, like our miniature biographies. Not every answer, God no, but enough to be funny (potentially) and interesting. Ta-da:
What do you find special/difficult/compelling (you supply the adjective!) about this play? Museum is so deep in a...well, kind of shallow way that we were unsure how to approach it at first.
Other theatre, performance, and/or school activity/experience: (I won't go into detail for this one--let's just say I've been in too many shows for my good!)
Favorite school subject and why: English--I love everything about it, especially creative writing and reading Shakespeare!
Favorite food(s): Indian, authentic Chinese, almost any kind of bread, ICE CREAM, potatoes!
Favorite things to do in spare time: What spare time? :-) Write, expand my vocabulary (sound familiar?), drive myself crazy with endless thought-circles, daydream, ponder life's greatest mysteries, plan my next escapade.
What are your future plans and goals? Publish a book by age 25 (possibly poetry as well), enjoy high school, learn how to sew some of my own clothes, keep strong friendships, continue with theatre, learn more about myself...
What is best about Winter Show? How everyone can be having a terrible day, and we walk into W.S. and it's all good. Always.
What would people be surprised to know about you? I'm very mellow at home, and am incredibly good at mental math. I am also deathly terrified of improv (theatre improv, that is), but have no problems with humorous scripts.
Yes. Heehee. There were more questions I just didn't feel like putting down, so if you come to the show, you might read more about me!! W00t, ladles and germs.
Wishing y'all a boredom-free weekend comme moi (hey, didja know that "boredom" wasn't even a word until the late 1880's?!?! Rather sad, if you ask me),
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Some are dark and dreary
Others filled with light and joy
Drifting slowly away
Like vibrant paint splotched onto
A new white canvas
At six o’clock
And realizing there is a whole one ahead of you
To do things
Get things done
Suddenly you’re raring to go and ready to work
The color of the
Caribbean blue ocean
And you’ve accomplished absolutely positively
It’s too beautiful a day
To spend working
The breeze is far too nice to stay out of
You can’t just stay inside all day
As quiet and serene as a pool of water
Relaxing on the porch
The crickets lull you nearly to sleep
But you’re thinking about it
You know you did nothing but
It seems it was the perfect way to spend it
And you know it was completely worth it
Some are dark and dreary
Others filled with light and joy
Drifting slowly away
So right now I'm in Winter Show rehearsal, and I basically have nothing better to do. For those of you who are reading this and have or WILL have accounts, please leave comments on things I should talk about. If you don't know me personally, obviously this message does not apply, but...yes.
I've got one day left of quarter two, and then I'm officially done with half of my ninth grade year. You know, I really never thought I'd get to this point as fast as I have; I remember in fifth grade, being terrified to start the middle school journey, and now I'm THROUGH with it, done with grades five through eight for the rest of my life. Crazy.
Okay, does anyone else think Salad Fingers is the most f***ed up video existing on the internet today??? Because I believe I am scarred for life. I was have tremors, here, people, seriously. A.G., A.K. and I were watching them, and there's a point when you think they might get slightly better, but they don't. They just get freakier and more paranormal, I swear. God, never watch Salad Fingers alone in your house at three a.m.
That's all, folks.