Gov Class:

Julia: "I'm rebellious and idealistic." on why she is a democrat while her parents are republican

Carly: "All my partner wants to do is talk about blood!" on her spanish class buddy

Lacy: "But barbeque is good!" on Colbert's assertion that if congress is controlled my the Dems they will all make gay stem cell clones and barbeque them over a burning flag

OMFG RUMSFELD IS RESIGNING!!!! WELCOME BACK AMERICA!!!!!

OMFG BUSH JUST TOOK RESPONSIBILITY FOR SOMETHING! (not something imprtant but it's a step)

and now it becomes a speech about Iraq...

Decker: "You idiot..." in response to Bush saying "I thought the Republicans would do fine yesterday!"

p.s. Olga is silly...the president has prompt cards...

Katie: "He IS from Texas..."

David: "Stay the course or change tactics....pick one mr. president."

OMFG!

so monica johnson and the guy who played Danforth in my production of the Crucible are in the same theatre company Omicron Theatre Project.

And They're doing a show (R&J) at the theatre outlet....

but Monica can't stage manage it cause Bloomsburg Theatre Ensemble is eating her life...

SO SHE CALLED AND ASKED ME TO DO IT!!!!!!!



OMFG WHEE MONICA YOU ARE MY HERO!!!!

ME + REAL THEATRE + AN AWESOME SHOW= COMPLETE BLISS!

Just woke up. Still in immense pain. Scared about what's going to happen. Avoiding life. So here are ( some quizzes! )

alrighty...let's talk about yesterday...and how uncool the universe was.

Basically anything that I discussed that I said wouldn't happen or had stopped....kept going.

1. In the morning I tell my mom that the toothpaste must have been the cause of my sores cause they are all gone. Later in the afternoon I find one in the back of my throat. It hurts. And now I'm a little freaked out.

2. Emily and Suze told me that if my showers set off the fire alarms if I went to Berg, they would not be happy with me. They also added that I shouldn't burn my popcorn. I said I didn't like popcorn. At 2 in the effing morning what happens? Yeah, fire alarm goes off.

There's others but those are the only ones.

I woke up inexplicably depressed this morning. I still kinda am. I didn't really wanna leave Berg. I'd much rather be painting platforms than going to Red and Gold and senior sem. I'm so sick of high school...already. I just want to go to Berg and be out of high school.


Anyway I guess I'm going to go back to bed and try to wake up in a better mood....or just do work...

Whee!

So today at school we had an amazing speaker. He was the Speaker for the Rwandan parliament. That is until he tried to reunite his country and the president forced him to resign and then plotted to assassinate him. But that was only after his entire family was killed by Hutus. And even that was only after his mother told him that is relatively wealthy family spent a week in the bush because Hutus were going to kill them.

Now you'd think that this man would be seriously pissed off. You'd think that all he'd want is revenge. To hurt those who hurt him. But, no, this man produced legislation centered around forgiveness. This man told his friend they would be arrested if they decided to hurt Hutus. This man stood in front of 300 high schoolers today and BEGGED us to choose reconciliation over revenge.

Anyone who has read any of my papers or talked to me for any length of time, especially about Marissa, knows I'm big on the whole reconciliation thing. I mean, everyone out there is saying "WHAT?" right now, but just because I believe in the justice system does not mean I believe in revenge. Yes, there are a select few people, okay probably just one, that if someone were to hurt them, they would meet the business end of my steel toe boots. But really, Mr. Sebarenzi is completely right. The only way to overcome evil and stupid people is by being truly good and by being smart.

He also talked about personal responsibility and admitting you were wrong even when no one calls you on it. I wanted to stand up and say, "Everyone listen to this man and take his advice to heart!" But that would have been a little too theatrical.

I think more than anything, today let me realize that SOMEONE is thinking the same way I am. 'Cause a lot of days I go through and think "Is what I'm thinking that revolutionary that no one is living by it yet?" or "Why aren't I reacting to this like everyone else?" or "Why do my friends think I should be angry at someone for this and force them into an equally impossible situation?" I guess this is why I can never really just be angry at someone for very long. I mean, I can cut off contact with them, but I can't stay angry for the life of me. I can make people THINK I'm angry, but really, I'm not. Lately especially, I've been feeling really alone. I'm not depressed about it or anything. Just my idealism takes a huge hit when I feel like NO ONE gets what I'm saying or even cares. I've been getting that vibe a lot lately.

Regardless, it's time to write Mr. Sebarenzi an email 'cause I didn't get to go to the question and answer session.

~peace.

okay, so let's talk about today.

I spent ALL DAY walking around taking photos and it was GLORIOUS! GLORIOUS!

During this time:
-I took 36 shots. most of which should be AWESOME!
-I was catcalled 5 different times.
-I was followed for 4 blocks and into another city. Skeeettcchhyy!
-I drove at 40 mph with no hands on the wheel in order to take a movement shot out my driver's window. I was at school and no one was around.
-I saw 3 very cute boys. 1 at a gas station. the other 2 in really hot cars.
-I drove and it too was GLORIOUS!
-I spent this entire BEAUTIFUL day outside.

And today's show stopping, wtf event:

I WAS ATTACKED BY A FUCKING GOOSE!

I'm not even kidding. There were these geese drinking out of a puddle and I thought it would be a cool to take a few shots. So I was really close to these (fully grown) geese and they were drinking and I was snapping shots and all was well. Well, out of freaking no where this goose comes running at me with his wings up and hissing and he totally beat me with those effing wings. Needless to say these geese might have known me from softball and might have been fulfilling some sort of vendetta. But the ones who were drinking were sooooo cute! But that bitch goose.....grrrr.

I had to clean my lens after that too....


anyway, parents are going out tonight. I'm gonna do work and clean. Whee!

I wonder what my dog thinks when she stands at my living room window and watches the cars go by. Does she wish she were outside chasing them? Does she growl iside her mind thinking that every single one of them could be a threat? Does she think, "Damn thats cool"?

I think I'm going to take her for a walk today. I need to take photos. My parents don't like me walking in a certain park alone, and there's only two people I'd want with me when I'm taking photos. One is in Chicago. The other is just well...I donno.

Isn't it funny how everything else can be perfect, and if one thing in your life is blah, especially if it's reasonably important, the rest of your life is booey too?

OREO COWS!!!

http://www.raineyvalleyranch.com/images/oreo.jpg

I will buy some of those one day and they will live in harmony on my quasi-ranch.

So, since I really don't want to write my activities essay, I'm going to update!

In recent news: I'm allergic to my toothpaste! Either that or I have some weird immune disease that makes my t cells attack the lining of my mouth, and I really don't want that so I'm going with the toothpaste. Not to mention being allergic to your toothpaste is amusing. I've decided that I get the WEIRDEST freaking health problems. Too much electricity in my heart, swimmer's ear gone horribly wrong, and now I'm allergic to my frickin toothpaste! Why can't I just get sick like a normal kid? Fever, sore throat, that sorta stuff?

My room is cold. My whole house is a little on the cold side, but my room is especially cold. I wish someone was here to keep me warm, cause this blanket certainly isn't doing the trick.

So I'm in immense pain (being allergic to your toothpaste gives you nice big sores in your mouth) and I'm freaking cold. Oh and people think its cool to lie to me now. I'm going to say this once, and only once:

Do not lie to me. I will know. Even if I don't say anything. I will know. And I will not be happy. And I will make sure you are miserable, especially if you're some unimportant peon. You are not that good of a liar to be able to bluff me. Sorry.

I'm also sick of people backing out of shit they say they're gonna do. Its happened like 3 times this week and its getting old. and thats just 3 serious times. let's not count up all the stupid people times. Just do what you say you're going to.

While we're talking about stupid people...I am a stage manager. Not your mother. Not your friend. Please send me emails written with a bit of professionalism. Is it that fucking hard? no. so do it damnit. or I'm not going to respond. and then you will be fucked. because i will get on your case about not responding.

And I'm gonna be really annoyed if this week turns into "Alums who can't let go of high school revisit" day. I think its cool if you come back once in a while, especially if you have friends at MA who haven't graduated or you graduated recently. But showing up at school EVERY time you're home is a bit unnecessary, especially when you aren't even a RECENT graduate!

I'm also a bit fed up with my love life but thats a whole different sack of potatoes.


Well this turned into more of a bitch session than an update. Sorry folks. If you need happy news, well....., I'm a commended student for my PSAT scores!

Hmm I do suppose I will update since I have some time to kill and I haven't updated since September.

I'm quite proud of myself right now. I just read half of Bonjour Tristesse. Yay! I'll actually be able to talk in class and know what I'm talking about!

In other news today kind of sucked. I blame a good deal of my perception of today on my shoes. See, I bought these new and awesome work boots, but they needed to be broken in. So I've been wearing them for about the past 4 days. And they are a bitch to walk in and stuff. And since they are new, they hurt. But, we're thinking that I am influenced way too much by my subconscious, because Suzie has the same boots, and the box had been sitting out in her room all summer.

Oh, and college. College is Moravian's final way of giving the students that have resisted getting/gotten rid of a stress complex. Because really people, Moravian is not an educational institution. It is a stress factory and breeding ground for overachieving people who do not know how to say no and will eventually go crazy because of it.

But seriously folks, I'm going to make everyone very happy. Well, aside from the person who decided to tell me that she's uncomfortable with me going to a certain college just "because". But screw her. She doesn't know me anymore. Anyway, since so many of you oppose the way I make decisions for myself, just believe this to ease your troubled mind: I will be deciding between Smith and Muhlenberg based on who can give me the most money.

By the way, I quit yearbook. That went over well with everyone. But at least the student staff and mrs frankenfield understand. I love you yearbook.


TOMORROW IS LASAGNA DAY! WHEEEEEEEE!

I've been looking forward to this day for a whole week almost!

okie, well I'm out. There's more to say but the computer is being finicky.

~Cook