Uuuuuuuuuuuugh.........................

I have a headache. A very big headache. But not a real headache. Well, sort of a real headache, becasue I just clonked my head on a wall, but that's not the point. I am trying to comprehend the mess that is Twila, the Girl Who Waz in Luv with a Vampyre, which is almost as bad as My Immortal. Not to mention that I'm sitting in English class and it always drives me insane because, just my luck, I get stuck with the idiots who decide that hair clothes and boyfriends make a future (alright, so I'm sure they have more subtance to them I guess, but it doesn't seem like it.) Not to mention that I am an outcast, that girl you see walking in the halls, eyes down, mp3 out, book in front of her face? Yeah, that's me. The overweight girl who looks about ready to kill someone. But she has friends. And you've seen them. But they're outcasts too. And you watch while the people try to cut her down for wearing whatever the hell pops out of her closet at her first thing in the morning, and then she writes about it on he rblog, not mentioning names for chance that it might get discovered and she might get caught and penalized, her life made a living hell, her spirit broken. They tell you life's not really like that. But what do they know?

Encore is my new favorite word.

That's right, encore is my new favorite word. Know why? Cuz we're doing an encore performance of a few songs from the musical, that's why! I am so happy! Plus we get to do a song for the Cappies, which is basically the Oscars (is that the movie one? Eh, I dunno, they're all the same to me) for the school performances of Niagara (At least here it's the Niagra Region, I don't know if they do this elsewhere.) And we've been NOMINATED! WHOOO! Actually, they try to give us fair chance, so most people got nominated, but still. And, yours truly got nominated for Supporting Actress (which is weird, but oh well. I'll live.)

EDIT NOTE: The encore was great. Granted, it was just the song we were nominated for, but still. Better than nothing. The DVD's came in as well. I love it. Well, could been shot better, but it was still great. Got lots of pictures too. Cappies is on Thursday. Can't wait. Adios, amigos.

Attack of The Sadish Radish

That's right, I am a Sadish Radish. We've been finished performances for five days (yes, it's been about 25 days, give or take since the last post) and I am so sad. The set has been dismantled, and their painting the stage black again tonight. I am so sad about it. But we can purchase DVD's, so it's not ALL bad. Still pretty depressing

Anyway, I am in the middle of English class right now. My teacher may yell at me at any moment. We've got to compare three different movie versions of one scene from Hamlet (Mel Gibson, Keneth Branagh and David Tennat...David Tennant FTW) I'm a little bit not having any insperation. But I'm about to get yelled at, any second. So I'm leaving you with this very small post and one final word : Anomotapea. And I don't even think I spelled it correctly. Anyway, Adios!

Sleep...

Sleep is good. Except for when it doesn't want to come to you. Then it's a meanie. 14 days and counting until the first show, 15 days until official opening night. I'm talking, of course of the musical that I've mentioned. I am so stoked! And I'm not the only one. Everyone I know is pretty much counting the days. We've worked so hard on it, and even though we're not quite there yet, we're getting there. Rehearsal until 6:30 tomorrow, all of act one. Which is good for me, because that's where I am mostly. I need to pretend to hit and be horrible to this little girl I absolutely adore though, so that's a little not cool, but eh, I'll get over it.

I am incredibly bored. I am forever searching the web and I can't find anything to do, and I can't think of anything to do at home cept for read a book and all of the books I'm working on aren't within my grasp right now. Reading Fifth Buisness for English. It's not bad. Reading the Castaways of The Flying Dutchman for fun. It's really good. Reading A Spot of Bother for fun, it's really good too. But none of them are accessible (well, that's a lie, A Spot of Bother's up in my room, but I don't really feel like reading it and Fifth Buisness is in my coat pocket, but I don't think I can focus on any book right now. But The Castaways of The Flying Dutchman's at school, and that's the one I really want to read...but not right now. Because I'm tired)

My eyelids are quite heavy and are half dropping over my eyes, so I think I'm going to go to bed...maybe. Or I'll read a fanfiction. Either CSI (I've got a soft spot for Nick and Greg) or Kingdom Hearts (Not to sound too much like a clone, but AkuRoku FTW) or maybe I'll pick up on the FAKE mpreg I'm reading. Oh, decisions decisions. Oh well, I'm getting out of here, anyway, that's for sure. So I'll see you whenever I get around to updating, which may not be for a while because starting tomorrow, as I said, we stay after school to 6:30 and later 7:30. So I'll see you when I have time to see you. Bye fellow nerds! (Unless you're not a nerd. In which case, I don't see what you see in this, the home of Mega Nerd. I'm Mega Nerd, by the way. And you know what? I am okay with that.)

You know you're cool, when...

You talk to yourself.

The house is mostly empty (except for your hermit brother) and so you blast music and dance around when Mr. Blue Sky comes on.

You sing just about every moment of your life

When things get awkward, youj either say "welll...yeah....this is getting awkward..." or "right...I'm going to stop talking now..." (stop talking now can be replaced by I'm gonna go now and the backing away slowly.)

You punch yourself in the head because you dancing like an idiot.

So today is my fifth happy day in a row, SCORE!! Really, I'm on top of the world right now. I just hope I don't jinx it. you also know you're cool when instead of jinx you write kinx and then you can't fix it until you stop laughing) The musical opens in 23 days!!! WHAT???? You don't know what i'm talking about??/ Well, that must be fixed! My school is doing Lers Miserables for our musical this year (we alternate musicals and plays. This year is Les Mis.) and yours truly is Madame Thenardier. Yeah! And my very good friend Avery is Valjean, go him! Seriously, he is so amazing. But he thinks he's not. Cuz he's lame. Anyway, that's all I had to say. Live long and prosper.

At the risk of getting myself more haters than fans, let's talk for a second about...

People who yell at and critisize you for every single thing that you do but you notice that they do worse things than you do. Like "Oh no, you made a loud noise!" Okay, little Miss Lie-about-most-things-and-fight-with-my-little-sister-over-everything-because-she-gets-mad-and-it's-funny, who died and made you perfect? Really. God gave you your own life without your own imperfections, so don't focus on mine. No one gives a crap that you think you're better than me. What you need to do is get a reality check and realize that none of us posess a single perfect cell in our bodies. Not even me. I am a selfish whiny little fat head who focuses too much on complaining about herself and trying to convince people that she's not a girly girl, is a total tom boy but may just be a tiny little bit girly (but not overly girly. Just not as 'butch' as she sometimes pretends) and you don't see me pointing out every little flaw. Geez. You should all just hold a convention and point out each others flaws, so that none of the rest of us have to hear you nit pick and you can critisize each other without ever getting annoyed, because that's another thing you can critisize.

Foamy is the master of the squirrely wrath.

What's that? You've not heard of Foamy? Well head on over to Newgrounds and get educated my friend! Actually, a better way to get educated is to go to illwillpress.com, that's the website. He's so funny and full of hate. One of my favourite Foamy quotes is "you look that dumb ass straight in the eye and say "well that's too bad, because while you were wasting your time trying to get laid by old ladies I carved out your mothers eye sockets with a razor blade and sold her blind ass to bondage slaves of the japanese mafia and they've been shoving flesh eating cavern ants up her ass and video taping it for internet broadcasting. Now that's an insult!"

Anyway, on an unrelated note, I WANT TO GO TO TORONTO!!! Now, I am aware that makes me look ike a self-centered brat and maybe I am, but I have a good reason to be this time. Sweeney Todd is playing in Toronto. Until April 4th. Easter. I really want to see it, but my mom says I need a responsible adult (a parent, if you will) and I don't know what it is about parents and Sweeney Todd, but no one wants to take me to it. On top of that, RENT is also in Toronto, so I want to see both shows on the same trip. Again, I need a parent. Being 17 sucks sometimes.