Kara Is My Lover. Her Parties Are Orgy-Tastic

So yeah =D Pretty much started off everyone was in the living room watching this movie called "How High," which was the dumbest thing I've ever seen. Homg total straight boy movie. And then people started showing up. And my friend Jayson was like "I'm not able to come" and then he showed up and I was like :DD

XD

So yeah. There were lotsa people. We all just kinda chilled and talked and molseted (mainly Kara) and yuppp.

Then we went on the trampoline out back and this guy and this girl were swallowing each others' tongues and they disappeared for like, half an hour. So yeah. Sketch? I think so.

So yeah. We chilled out there. Literally. Chilled. Fcken freezingggg. Then we went back in for more molestation and yeahh just hung out and talked.

Wewt :D

Not as much dancing this time though. That kinda saddens me. But meh.

^_^

~J*~

Bipolar Friday

How was my day?

Bipolar.

I started this morning off with a ride to school from mom, at which time we got in a huge fight because she was being slightly stereotypical and she started yelling and cursing at me when I was trying to be rational. She made a comment that I dont' feel like repeating, simply because I would have to type out the longevity of the argument, but basically it felt as if she were hitting below the belt in regards to my sexuality. Not that she's a homophobe or anything, because she's not. But... yeah.

So needless to say, my morning was fucked six ways to Sunday. I was quite and emo-rrific with my friends and didn't really talk to anyone. Jayson made me smile a little bit, but... blargh. Then all through second period (today was a block day, so an hour and a half of precalculus... oh boy...) I was blahish. I didn't understand any of the shit we were doing, and eventually I was just like "fuck this, I give up." Then in fourth period psychology, things started to look up a bit. For no reason, I just started feeling giggly.

Then Jayson proceeded to rape me at lunch, and the rest of the day was pretty much a breeze.

By rape, I mean he found a particular ticklish spot and wouldn't let up. So yeah. I basically beat the shit out of him, but he didn't really notice. Yikes.

In sixth period video production, we had a sub, so we just watched a video on editing.

Then in theater, we talked a little about the performance last Saturday with the Text Alive coordinators, and yeahhh..

OH.

This girl, Nicole, said something uberfunny in psychology.


"Are you sexually active?"
"No, I just lay there."

It made me laugh. A lot. So I thought I'd share that with you.

I'm looking forward to Kara's party tomorrow night =] Excitement abounds!!

~J*~

Remember How I Said I Can't Haz Cookie Dough?

I had cookie dough :3

They were in these little pre-shaped cookies.

HOMG SO GOOD!! They were like, the cookie dough from the ice cream.

Nomnom yummerific.

Yeah that was last night. Just thought I'd share that with you.

But now I have Swiss Miss hot chocolate :3

Yummy.

So guess what?

My biology teacher is a sadist. No lie. He likes seeing his students put their hands in ice water for five minutes straight, just to break toothpicks to simulate enzyme action.

Huhhh??

Yeah, I don't even really get it myself. We were simulating enzyme action on like, substrates and such, and breaking toothpicks as fast as possible, and for the last part of the lab, one person per group had to put their hands in ice water for five minutes. Holy shit, it hurt. Like, they were in there FOR FIVE MINUTES. And then I broke like, three toothpicks at a time. (There were ten). If I kept my hands still in the water, they felt warm, but if I moved them HOMG OUCHIESSSS.

But if Mr. Turner is a sadist, then I suppose I'm a masochist for volunteering for our group. This girl, Mariah, wanted to do it, but I said I would, she was all "okay." And then she tried and was like "OMG I'M SO GLAD I DIDN'T DO THIS!"

Soyeah.

I can haz really red hands?

Oh, question.

Does anyone know how long it takes to receive a letter in Illinois, sent from Maryland? Because I sent my BFFL, Nikki, a letter for Christmas on the sixth, and she still hasn't gotten it. Which is greatly depressing me, because there was a surprise inside. You know, like my Reese's Puffs yesterday morning?

Yeah, I had a little rolly giraffe from Madagascar 2 in my cereal. It's my new favorite thing.

Yeah.

OH.

Jayson gave me a present yesterday. A lubricated, ultra-ribbed Trojan condom. Yeah. I was walking home with Abby today and I blew it up on the side of the road. It looked so wrong. I got funny looks. And a car honked at me. Then I let it deflate and it landed in the street.

I wonder what people will think when they see it?

It was gross. It was like, slimy. Stupid lubricant.

God, I hate that word.

~J*~

I Can Haz Sweet Tooth? AND POT BREATH!?

So we went to the store yesterday and didn't get any good sweets. We have some chocolate chip cookie dough that I really want to eat without cooking (I'z a cookie dough addict) but nooo, I'm not allowed.

**le sigh**

Sweet tooth like shit.

So yesterday, my mommeh picked me up from school and we were in the car and she was all "I smell pot." How does she know what pot smells like? No idea. Probably had a couple stoner days.

Well, we figure it's the bus in front of us, some kid lighting up in back. The bus turns, and she still smells it. We get in the store, I'm talking, she leans in, sniffs, and goes "Your breath smells like pot."

WTF.

Now my mother thinks I'm a pothead. As if she doesn't have enough reason to NOT trust me ><

In other news....

Guesswhatguesswhatguesswhat?

I made a new vlog.

Now I just have to edit and upload it.

I've been totally neglecting it because blogging is sort of infinitely cooler 'cause I can express my writing easier, and yeahh. So yeah :3

Okay.

I'm done rambling for now.

<3

~J*~

That Was INFINITELY Easier Than I Anticipated

Sosososososo.

I know you're all dying to hear how my performance went this morning at the Shakespeare Theater.

Two words.

Fab.

Ulous.

I mean, this morning when I woke up at 6:00, I wasn't even nervous. Of course, we got backstage, and I was terrified. Then they did the prologue, and scene one, and OH MY GOSH IT'S OUR TURN!!!

But me and my scene partner, JJ, were cued, and I didn't even CARE that I was standing in an angel costume in front of however many people. I was like WHA-BAM, character, projection, voi la.

I'm kinda mad I didn't get a bigger part now ><

But yeahhh...

Some of the other schools sucked hardcore. Some kids forgot their lines and I couldn't hear them - and I was in the SECOND ROW.

Our school had to be in the top three. At least.

The scene before us - my friend Jake was in it - was INCREDIBLE. But since we were scene two - they were scene one - we didn't get to see it, because we were already backstage. So yeah :(

BUT MY MOM BOUGHT THE DVD.

Hehehe.

Then two scenes after us, the balcony scene, was OMGSOGOOD. They did this really clever concept that was like... clever.

See, they had like, these old people in a retirement home and the old man had a really big remote and in front of them the two people playing Romeo and Juliet were performing, and every time the old man changed the channel, different people came on in different costumes and continued with the dialogue.

SO WITTY.

Loved it.

Best scene.




But now I have some sad news.

I did not get to take any pictures. =[
I know this is very saddening, and I'm sorry, because I SERIOUSLY meant to. But I totally forgot. *le sigh*

Oh well.

Maybe someone took a picture and will put it on Facebook?

Or something?


~J*~

I Must Remember to Bring my Camera to School Tomorrow!

I'm going to try my hardest to bring my camera to school tomorrow to get people to take pictures of my costume for theater to post on Facebook, and on here.

I know people are dying to see it.

**cough**Tia**cough**

**sneeze**Sam**sneeze**

So I've been hoping Ms Roots would cut my "scene partner" from the scene, because he misses cues and doesn't stay in the scene. But, quite frankly, it works a bit better with him, because there are certain bits we do.

I wish I could have it recorded to post on YouTube, but I dont' think that will be possible. Which sucks. But blahh. I guess the fewer people that see it, the better.

I think I'll put my camera in my bag tonight so I don't forget it tomorrow.

Anygay...

Sorry I've been inactive for the past two days. Internet issues out the wazoo. So yeah. Inactivity might be frequentish.

Okay.

I think I'm going to try to write now maybe possibly. I've been writing quite a bit lately...ish.
=D

~J*~

Stressing Out Much?

I'm so scared.

Clever Girl Tia, your reassurances mean a lot, but stage fright can't be helped.

The performance at the Shakespeare Theatre is on Saturday at about 9:AM. I have to be there at 8:15. No one in my theater class is really taking it seriously, Ms. Roots is pissed, and I think we're kind of majorly F U C K E D.

I can't tell you how damn nervous I am. I mean, I know it's not many lines, but still, I have to stand up in front of a lot of people and act in a fucking ANGEL COSTUME. Gah. I thought a white dress shirt, light jeans, and a halo would be enough, but NO. White dress shirt, white pants, and WINGS. And we have to arrive at the Theatre IN COSTUME.

So I'm going to be walking around the nation's capitol looking like a fucking ANGEL.

I'm so not putting the wings on until I get in the damn place.

I don't know why I'm dreading this week so much. I just so totally want Saturday to be over. Like, really bad.

Gah.

Why did I do this to myself?

Gah.

Just... gah.

~J*~