WHAT THE TITLE SAYS!!!!! First time in 6 years! omg! it was sooo awesome! Owen got best actor and we got 6 other individual awards. Actually, we got more awards than the other two school there. The other advancing play got 2 less individual awards than us and the other play got 1 less individual award than we did and they didn't advance. well anyway, we are going to district with it friday which means I get to miss all of school but maybe half of first period.

Our home performances are at 7:30 thursday, and 4:30 saturday in the black box room 308. tickets are $5. invite your friends and stuff. I hope to see you all there. If you do come, I really hope you enjoy it, and I'll definately do my best to entertain you. I love you all so much. have a great day! |

I finally finished reading sluggy, and now I have this empty feeling inside. I have nothing online to read. I mean, I have endless amounts of books on my computer and around the house that I have wanted to read for a while, but I had grown accostomed to reading lots and lots of sluggy freelance every day. now there's this whole in me. Oh well, I'm gonna start reading the other short stories in the cruel miracles collection, have a great day. |

play starts in just a few days! I'm so excited! Also, I'm finally back in contact with Maggie, which is even better than the play starting. we managed to finish our multimedia group project right on time, which was cool. So anyway, what if people communicated through smell? smells would probably be released through the mouth, and i think this would actually work a lot better than the speaking in color. only, books would be more like scratch and sniff stickers. Music would be an interesting thing to do, Probably a similar experience as going to the zoo. when people spoke nice things to you it would fill you with the smell of chocolate and such other wonderful smells. When they spoke bad things about you, it would smell more like a paper mill. Farts would speak...I don't think I'll go any farther on that area of the subject. most everything would be named by it's smell, which would make it alout easier to name things. and there would only be one universal language, I guess that counts for speaking with color as well. hmm...never thought of that. deoderant would be very popular. |

wow, I wish there was some way to articulate music through words, but no matter how many words are invented, there is no possible way for you to get the exact same feeling as I am getting from listening to this beautiful song. I was thinking, about a week or so ago, what it would be like if we spoke in color, instead of sound. first, our visual color spectrum would have to greatly increase. there are simply not enough distinguishably different colors and shades of colors for us to communicate beyond the level of the cavemen in the movie "caveman" starring Ringo Starr and Dennis Quaid. also, I don't think we'd communicate through our mouths. Though we would still have them, they'd just be used mainly for breathing and the consumption of food. We would probably speak through our eyes. they'd be used as some sort of a short range projector of sorts. Words would litterally hang in the air. this could also quite possibly mean that we could not see while we spoke, which would make conversations in the hallways as you walk from class to class very difficult. and drivers certainly wouldn't be able to drive and talk at the same time. music would be different. Since there would be no words, music would be very different. Sort of like paintings. Only now the paintings would be songs. only, no, that wouldn't work. books would be paintings. and eventually music, but it wouldn't be recordable until after we developed the color video camera.clothing would be an interesting concept. Since everything that you wore ment something. There would be no plain shirts, everything would have a slogan or something on it.you'd be able to read flowers. Actually, that'd probably be where a lot of words would get their origin. From nature. |

it's late, I'm bored, and my mom said that I had to be in bed an hour ago. "love is real, it is not just in poetry and stories. It is truth and it will follow you everywhere that you go from now on. so if you just cast off your doubt then your lips will answer for you, o darling when you smile it is like a song, and I cant hear it now, and I can hear it now! and I can hear it now!!" so those are the lyrics to the part of the song that I was listening to at this precise moment. enjoy. |

I've realized that this blog really doesn't look like me at all. it doesn't even come close to fitting my personality. I just picked it cause it was flashy and the colors are just what I wanted people to think of me as at the time. oh yeah, and my comments are . I don't really feel up to fixing that right now. or really even the colors. maybe before spring break is up, if I can ever finish sluggy. I've been reading it like 8 hours a day since spring break started and I'm still 2 years and 3 months behind. sure, I read slow, but that's rediculous.

why does he have to have over 2000 freaking comics!? I keep telling myself to just give up and go play outside, but what's the point of playing outside if I have no one to play with? What I need is to go back to being 8 (only so that people wouldn't be freaked out about me playing with their kids) and have water balloon wars and crappy water gun wars and crappy nerf gun wars, only nerf gun wars suck because the darts wear out really fast, and you have to retreive them, and they have really bad accuracy. But it's really really impracticle to have a water balloon or a water gun war in the winter. I'm in the mood for a sililoqui, pardon the spelling, it's probably wrong.

I'm so emotionally exhausted. Not mentally or physically, just emotionally. I find myself going to sleep at night because I can't face the world anymore, I have no reason to be awake, not because I'm tired. and frankly, it's some of the best sleep I've had in a long time. Every day I wake up to find that I don't have school, and that basically means that I'm down to no social contact until school comes back. I pray for the break because school is so stupid, and then I pray for the return because I don't do anything else. I need a g/f or something, 'cept that I don't really want one.

A best friend would be cool, only, no one likes me that much, and if they do then I doubt that I like them that much, so it's probably more my fault that I don't have one than anyone else. No one that I care to talk to is ever online, of course, that's mostly because I only want to talk to 1 person online right now, and I have no subject matter for anyone else, and that one person that I want to talk to has been grounded for over a month now. Gosh, I can't believe she's grounded durring spring break for, (she says nothing that she did), something that was done over a month ago.

maybe it was bad grades or something. There's a birthday party of a good friend of mine that I should be at right now but I'm not because my parents aren't home and haven't been for a million years. The phone just rang, my little brother was sitting watching tv, and I was sitting blogging, and neither of us got it until the machine picked it up. It was my mom. She says she'd have gladly come to pick me up and take me to the party if I had just called her. I always do that on holidays, I get this social anxiety thing from not being around people for days. It's not as bad as it used to be, I'm not exactly afraid to go places anymore, I just won't put forth much effort to get to them. All this had better change once I get my liscence.

I'm gonna go up and segment it into paragraphs now so that it doesn't seem like too much of a mountain to conquer. like I said, I'm in a soliliqui mood. I wonder if that spelling is correct. my paragraphs are just going to be random cuts at the end of sentances, I'm pretty certain they won't make any sense at all, but it'll still make it seem like less of a mountain. |

I just saw Ripping Good Times in White Chapel. it was so funny! Sam was hilarious! and I was in suspense the whole time. All the twists and turns and what not. lol. I recemend that you go see it, but tonight was it's last showing. perhaps if it does go to broadway then you'll get a chance to see it. we'll all hope. lol. oh, it brightened my day. too bad it's 10:30 and there's not much day left to have been brightened. anyway, I hope you all have a good night. good bye. |

I just saw the passion of the christ. Sure, it's making a lot of money now, but that'll stop soon. Once most people have seen it once. They won't go back. It's not like Lord of the Rings where everyone goes and sees it 10 times. Wow, it was really really something. actually, I kinda want to go see it again. I managed to remain fairly apathetic through most of it. Didn't quite break out in tears. There was really just one point that got me the most. When he was carrying his cross and his mother comes to him and he smiles, or at least what looked sort of like a smile, at her and says "see mother, I make everything new" somewhat cheerfully. wow, it was...it was. enough said. Now I'm going to go see Ripping Good Times at White Chapel. Perhaps that will lighten my spirits. I do recomend the passion to everyone. just don't go unprepared, and don't go if you're squeamish. It's really really really graphic, as everyone has said. they didn't exagerate. |

I'm finally sitting down to blog again. something about it just seems to have lost its excitment. perhaps it's because nothing worth mentioning ever happens anymore to me. Today I spent most of the entire day in the school library, which really does smell bad. As much as I love books, I still think they smell awful...oh yeah! In english today we had to transcribe our poems that we found onto a transparency, and me and Richard were having horrible problems with ours. The marker ink would simply fade away once we wrote something down. it was quite frustrating. So he goes up and gets a better kind from miss Soledade, who I grow to dislike more and more every class period. Anyway, he brings it back to the table and starts writing on it, and it reaked of fish. A horrible horrible smell, we both noticed it. So he complained to her about it and she told him to shut up and go sit down. Oh, but before that, we had both made mistakes on our transparencies, so I got us tissues to clean it with, and we rubbed it for a little while and all it did was smear, and we both looked up at each other, all of this was done almost exactly simultaniously. It was soo funny, so me him and Becky all started laughing, perhaps a little louder than was proper, and miss Soledade cuts 10 points off each of our daily grades. it sucked. I eventually, rather than getting a transparency that smelled of fish, wrote my poem about 8 times over itself, so that the ink finally stayed.

In history we are doing a research project which was also in the library. Last class period I had forgotten to bring note cards, since she had not told us that we were going to be int he library that day, and we all expected to be taking a test. So I wrote all my notes on graphing paper, graphing paper being the only paper that I had at the time. Well, she requires that all our notes be done on note cards, So I spent all of that class today transcribing my notes from the graphing paper to the notecards. I'm sick of school, and spring break isn't long enough. Hopefully it will fulfill at least a little of the vim that I once had. Well, sorry that I haven't blogged in so long. I hope this one wasn't too boring. have a great day. I love you all. |