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April 10th, 2007
10:47 pm - Floating away These past few weeks have been truly amazing. Not only do I get to dance every Tuesday night, my partner is outstanding in so many ways. I have no idea what I've done to get so lucky as to have him, but I cannot regret it... I sound like a love-sick fool, don't I? I suppose, in this case, I can agree. I've not stopped smiling since the middle of March. Current Mood: giddy
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March 12th, 2007
03:48 pm - Spring at last! I don't know why, but I feel like something's different... like everything will turn out right somehow. I got through the cold months. The cold is always the worst. But it's spring again, it actually feels like spring, so nothing can go wrong. Odd how our mind's view of a season can affect the entire perception of life in general. All I can say for Monday, March 12, 2007 is spring is here and life is looking up. Current Mood: content
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March 5th, 2007
06:54 am - Lions and tigers and bears, oh my! There's an African animal reserve about fifty miles south of my house. It's not a zoo by anymeans; they get quite offended if one dares call it such. Every one of the predators has an exhibit that is 1-3 acres, depending on the size of the animal and the ammount of animals per exhibit. The herbavours get a 16-acre slot of land that has a mixture of giraffes, zebra, ostrich and two different types of antelope. Every animal has a name, thus a relationship with the workers. They know feeding days and the approximate time and who gives the biggest pieces of meat.
Yesterday, I wend down with one of my friends and we spent three hours watching tigers divour chunks of horse (Slightly disturbing), being licked by a 12-foot tall giraffe and listening to the haunting cackle of hyenas.
It was, all in all, a very good end to a very bad week. I'd never felt so turned on by people who I thought were friends. Current Mood: blank
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February 26th, 2007
06:39 am - Ready to Rebel This is no way to start off a Monday. I'm pissed. All due to my dad's insistence to treat me like I'm four and only like eating soft foods, or like eating at all. I like neither. And NOT oat meal. He thinks I'll eat the foul stuff just like I did when I was too young to fight him. Ooh... He'll see the errors in his ways soon enough...
And who forgets to turn on the drier!? So of course I'm expected to go to school in wet polos, thank you NO. I'm past the 'Daddy-knows-all' phase. I don't think I know everything, he just thoroughly aggravates me.
When I was younger, he'd tell me to do something and I'd do it. Now I'm becoming more and more of an insomniac and his 'go to bed early' plea/demands do nothing. He doesn't understand that I function quite normally on three or four hours of sleep. What ever... I'll just get ready like always and not touch anything. Oh my pitiful attempts at rebellion... Current Mood: pissed off
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February 12th, 2007
11:00 pm - THE IMPOSSIBLE HAPPENED!!!! In Drama, we're going skits.... 7-12 minutes long, hilarious skits... My group is doing Chicago and we cast Heather as Billy Flynn and Foster as Velma Kelly and Mary Sunshine. Today was first costume rehearsal and we somehow wrestled Foster into a halter tango dress.... Oh. My. God. No guy has EVER worn a dress like that in my memory.... Of course, me being me, I got pictures, gods did I get pictures.... Foster will never live this down!! I am so amused, good gods...
Count down to Valentines Day: one more day until the school is covered in pink.... Let's hide now!!!! Current Mood: jubilant
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02:04 pm - A Very Sleepless Weekend by the Most Hated Person at School Nothing worth mentioning ever happens to me over the week, which is just disappointing. No one at school ever talks to me after I broke up with my boyfriend. What did they expect me to do, let him walk all over me with his republican ideals?! Ha ha, very funny. I actually think I managed to get seven people mad at me for no obvious reason. Whatever, if they want to hate me, let them hate me, there is no loss to me.
The highlight was definitely Tuesday night. Well, not counting my dad being "pass-out hungry" and my counselor insisting a meeting with my mum (Happens tomorrow, whoop-di-do)... Ballroom was a BLAST! I tend to sing when I'm experiencing extreme emotion, and I was singing my heart out the minute I got into the car (okay, Music of the Night was playing, that's unimportant). Oddly, now everyone sees me as the insane one who dances in the halls. Yeah, I do tend to teach my friends the things I learn and fox-trot was too fun to pass up.
Saturday was a rush if there ever was one!! My voice teacher is AMAZING! Seriously, she has an amazing voice: It's loud, clear and resonant. Oh, what would I give to have a voice like that... *Dreams*
I suppose I should really get my act together and get ready now, I post Winter Formal later Current Mood: cynical
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February 5th, 2007
01:59 pm - Bad times maybe gone good? Recently, after years of expressing an interest, I was signed up for ballroom dance classes. So, starting Tuesdays, I fox-trot from 6-7 and waltz from 7-8. It's not that bad, except my school is notorious for the homework load (College prep school, what else can you expect?). So from 4-6 I'm bent over my books, and (Lucky me) I have a six page research paper due next Monday! It's not an "Oh, it's not that bad" situation either. Not only do I have ballroom Tuesdays, I start voice lessons at some point and I have geometry tutoring and jazz dance classes on Saturdays... Did I mention that this Saturday is Winter Formal? No? Oh... Well it is. And there is a "Get ready at point A, spend the night at point B" tradition among some of my friends, so.... I'm looking at less sleep than I normally get (Not much, trust me) two make-up tests and watching all of my friends flip out because of regionals... What do I get to do from the 15-17? That's right. Sit at home and do homework.
That's not the worst bit either. All this is going on over Valentines day! I have hated Valentines day for as long as I can remember and beyond. Hasn't helped that bad things always tend to happen to me on 'The most romantic day of the year', but who am I to say that this year will be no different? Oh, yeah. My date to winter formal has a girl friend and goes to another school.... Maybe it won't be different. I'll not get my hopes up, you can't be disappointed that way. Just pleasantly surprised. Current Mood: amused
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January 30th, 2007
02:01 am - January 29, 2007-- A day not to be remembered What a way to start off a day! I woke up at 6:13, ten minutes later than normal and the light above my desk was burned out, so I waited for ten more minutes trying to locate my father so he could get me a new light bulb (I'm too small to reach them for myself, damn top shelves). Of course we didn't have the right light bulbs, so I got to work in the dark. By this point, I was already running late as it was 6:30 and I still wasn't dressed.
And sane person would have gotten dressed, packed their bag and been done with the operation, but sane has never exactly described me. I got on my computer before realizing it was 7:00 and I was no closer to being ready than I was when I got up and I had to be at school in fifteen minutes.
I should have gotten the point and stayed at home. Nothing went well. My French teacher's father-in-law died approximately 20 minutes before school started, I didn't make it into regional choir and had a serious breakdown. The best part of the day was, oddly enough, my ex-boyfriend's best friend talking to me after school. There is something seriously wrong with this.....
Oh! I get to start ballroom dance and personal vocal lessons! This is good! Current Mood: frustrated
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