A lesbian thinks I'm hot.
That makes me feel all special and fuzzy inside. I guess I'm easily amused. I don't really know why. =]
BTW, broke up with Boy. No, that was completely unrelated to lesbian thing. It just wasn't working out. I really dont want a relationship right now with anyone I guess. And there were other reasons but eh.
I'm all dressed up and look really cute right now since I just came from dinner with family but now I'm home. Alone. And bored. Woe. Set is wicked fun this year though.
I think this year, senior year, has been the best year ever for me. I just feel like I've grown a lot. In maturity (heh, okay, maybe not so much), but definetly in confidence. Confidence in everything I do. And that's... that's really cool. And it's a really nice feeling to have. Confidence I mean.
I have more of a grasp of who I am. And what I do. And where my next steps will go on from here. No, I don't know where I'm going to college yet (I'm probally the only one in my high school who has no clue) but next month most of my letters should come in. And even if the ten billion other schools I applied to reject me, I still got into Guilford and it really is an amazing school. So everythings good and will work out for the best.
I don't know how people can think life is predestined. I feel that WE choose the tracks we want it to go. We choose the road to wander. Because, y'know, there can be lots of twists and turns. It can go on for miles and be super straight and suddenly take a wicked sharp turn to the right, or their can be crossroads. And yeh, crossroads can sometimes be a bitch, but part of the fun is seeing where you'll end up. And how it's different then you thought it would be.
I'm not making a lot of sense right now but somehow in the tangled jumbled mess that is my head it makes sense.
I'm a cluttered sort of person and we're always the most interesting sort. I would never want to be boring and clean. Although I feel sorry for my future roomie in college. Because my dorm room will be ridiculously messy.
Arg I need a prom dress. AND I need to talk to Pedro. You Brazilian bizitch, why are you never on aim anymore? Call me tomorrow perlease.
My mum's found religion and it's rapidly growing more and more annoying. Though it's still funny. In one of those 'dysfunctional families how stereotypicaly Jewish can ya be?' sort of way. One day in the not so distant future I will write a one woman show about my family. Performed by me. Because I'm just that cool. Well, I'll let Natalie Portman do it if she wants. I've always really loved her. I've already written down some material for it. The show I mean. I'm dead serious to. About writing it. And performing in it. It's kinda annoying that all the best Jewish comics have already done stuff like that about their dysfunctional Jewish family(Billy Crystal, Adam Sandler, Woody Allen) so I have to put some sort of twist on mine. To make it cool and stand out.
Sadly the fact that I lacketh the penis won't help since now there's actual FEMALE Jewish comedians out there (damn you Sarah Silverman for ruining my schtick).
Well I'll think up something fucking brilliant. Watch out world. Here I come.
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filmed: 22pm, February 25.
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I just found a box of nerds by my computer. Hypothesis. Left by Brother by accident.
Schweeeeeeeeet.
Also. Walmart now sells Peeps. Life is grand.
filmed: 22pm, February 22.
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Slowly getting Boy hooked on Lost. Master plan and all that.
Tonight's episode was amazing btw. I still love Sawyer. =]
filmed: 22pm, February 15.
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That man is incredible. He was my ski instructer last year when I went to Colorado (skiing is the one athletic sport that I'm really good at, and obsessed with) and was just awesome. He's super nice and funny. His name is Robel and he's representing the Etheopian ski team (heh, Cool Runnings anyone?). I'm just so proud of him for making it to the Olympics.
Heres some more info about him and stuff. Sadly he got suspended for five days due to high blood cell count but that's probally just because of the altitude and stuff. Meh.
But um, go Robel and go Etheopia!
I haven't done any photo whoring in a while. And I remembered that Ash's dad had taken a horde of head shots of me. Anyway, heres the best of the crop (in my opinion). The only things I did in photoshop was make them black and white, crop them, and (in some cases) sharpen them. The photoshoppyness was mostly just to experiment in photoshop (and make myself feel cool).
Ahoy, six pics behind the cut. Heh. I fail at being a model.
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filmed: 19pm, February 11.
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filmed: 18pm, February 11.
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Remember how I said nothing exciting ever happens in my life?
I lied.
I don't think I've ever been more scared in my life. A lot of us are outside during Brandy's party, talking and chilling. Suddenly a bunch of big black guys pull up, run out of the car, and start beating Curtis up. They leave and we call the police but omg, it freaked me out. I mean, holy fuck, he just got jumped!
I'm still freaked out. I don't think I ever thought that happened in RL. It's all just so... bah.
*scared*
filmed: 00am, February 11.
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Arrrrg. I just posted this whole long entry which lj ate... DIE LJ DIE. I KEEL YOU.
Ahem. Death threats aside I'm sorry for not updating or keeping up with my lovely flist. I've been busy busy busy with auditions for our musical Wonderful Town. But arg, the cast list will not be posted until Monday. Much annoyance to a certain dear gray-sweatshirted, cigarette-smoking director.
I've also been living at Starbucks. The funny thing is I hate coffee. I just like going to Starbucks so I can pretend I'm cool and artsy. Yay for pretensions!
Auditions have been really fun though. However, I still prefer auditions for straight plays as opposed to musicals. For one thing theres no SINGING or DANCING. Ugh how I dread thee. But yesterday's audition was fun. We had to divide up into partners and improv a scene with two characters from the musical. I was Helen and Curtis was Wreck and I got to use my mad cool New Yawk accent with a hint of Fran Drescher (yeh, I'm Jewish, sue me).
Today is lovely and glorious and lovely as there is no school. Yay for Fair Day. Even though I kinda dislike the fair. I wonder how the whole "missing school for the fair" came about. Because honestly, if you think about it, it's kinda a stupid reason to skip school. Not that I'm complaining or anything. Nope. So I have the doctor soon where they have to draw blood and we all know how much I LOVE pain and needles. And later I'll hopefully get with Nick and co and watch some slashyness with Queer as Folk which I have yet to see but has been much anticipated. And later tonight we have Brandy's cast party which should be fun.
And for those who were wondering about this, um well the pain is still raw but basically one of my bestest of best friends moved away.
Saw Wicked yesterday. Finally.
Amazing, yo. I've always been a huge Glinda fan but after seeing it I LOVE Elphaba. Everyone in the cast was just fantastic. I can't stop obsessing about it.
And OMG THE GIRL THAT PLAYS LIBBY IN SABRINA THE TEENAGE WITCH WAS IN IT AND PLAYED NESSAROSE AND I WAS LIKE HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT'S LIBBY AAAAAAH. Except Nick freaked out even more then me. Heh.
Oh, and Fiyero is hella hot.
Overall the traveling tour of Wicked is amazingfied and everyone should go get tiks.
filmed: 15pm, February 05.
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Okay, so 'first level' of auditions today.
We're doing Wonderful Town which is y'know an awesome musical which I have fallen in love with but alas... it is a musical...
Today we just danced and read some lines. Y'know all those stereotypes about jews being bad dancers - well I promise that they're true. Two left feet over here or something. I probally could have picked up the dance better if I didn't have a certain flamboyent black boy as my teacher who kept changing the dance steps half way through and getting me all confused. If I had more time I could have picked it up better. Or at least I would like to think I could've. Meh.
I did love Nick's dance though. Best laugh I've had in weeks. Thanks luv.
And then we read and I had got to read all of two lines and next week we have singing and this stupid sing off (eep!) and thus my confidence is el zero since we all know how confident I am about singing. And now me and everyone else that tried out will be on pins and needles until the cast list is posted next Wed or Thurs or whatever.
Evil evil directors who sit there with their smug smiles and gray hoodies... grrr...
Oh the audition angst. How I missed thee.
filmed: 19pm, February 01.
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Is it bad that I covet this?
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See, Kevin Federline is deep yo. He's a modern day Shakespeare. In case you didn't understand the true beauty, depth, and emotion behind his new rap Popablkjsldkjfsdfsdf, we have James Lipton on Conan giving us a true rendition of Popaasldkfjlskjdflkjsdfs.
Balto rocks.
filmed: 22pm, January 28.
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Okay, for the Lost fans on my flist who are also religious, I have some questions about stuff that I didn't understand due to my being Jewish and knowing next to nothing about the new testament...
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filmed: 22pm, January 25.
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Went back to the dentist today to get my cavity removed.
*shudders*
Me: Is this going to involve shots? Or something painful?
Doctor: Nah, won't hurt a bit. You've just got a teeny tiny little cavity.
We'll just probe around in there and get it off.
Me: Okay. But, um, sljsdfljsdlfjdsfs. [note, that is not my normal garbled fast talking speech, at that point the doctor had stuck his hand in my mouth and was 'probing around' with sharp pointy objects]
Doctor: Now this won't hurt a bit. Just raise your hand when it starts to hurt. I think your cavity is small enough that you wont need a shot...
Me: [RAISING HAND RAISING HAND RAISING HAND]
Doctor: Oops. Now see, you moved. Now I gotta go back in and get that other bugger. Won't take but a second...
Chair: [screaming in pain as best as an inanimate object can due to the fact that my nails are ripping through it's soft plushy interior.]
Me: SDLKJSDF!
Doctor: By the way, what college are you planning on going to? You know my aunt's sister's cousin's nephew's daughter is going to FSU. Oop, now look. Clumsy me. Gotta go back through and fix that...
Me: ASLFKJSDF!!!!!
Chair: ...!!!!!
Doctor: There, done. Now that wasn't so bad now was it?
Me: ...
filmed: 17pm, January 24.
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Went and saw Brokeback. It was quite good and the acting was awesome (favorites are Heath and Michelle Williams). While I found it really really good, I think it's been way overhyped. I don't know if it's because of the whole OMG GAY angle or simple because of the acting but meh.
I do reccomend everyone go see it, it is awesome, but don't go to it thinking it will be the ultimate film of all time.
filmed: 02am, January 22.
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OH NOEZ TEH GAYNESS WILL INFECT U111!!1!one!1!!
Some people make me disgusted to be a member of the human race. Blah. The short of the article is some women's group talking about how Hollywood has a 'homosexual agenda' since it's making gay films and stuff and those films are winning all the awards instead of the Christian films like Narnia.
Yep. Not lying.
When I was little, my mom was one of those moms. Y’know the sort. Dress their daughters up in the fluffiest laciest thing they could get their hands on. Living dolls. Yep, that was me.
As I grew older and actually gained control over motor reflexes and all that –and I started dressing myself- I instinctively shied away from anything pink and lacey and that screamed girly.
I was basically a tomboy.
I don’t know what to blame it on. Maybe a weird combination of ‘boy’ books, younger brothers who would wrestle me at a moments notice, and really eclectic parents.
I suppose every girl goes through that phase. At least all the cool ones do. Or at least the ones that actually went out and did stuff instead of sitting home playing with dolls all the time.
I’ve said before that I played with Barbies. But see, I didn’t play the normal stuff. I would dress them up in socks and poke holes in their necks and give them toothpicks and act out scenes from say Lord of the Rings. Aluminum foil was armor. Cut their hair short and you’ve got hobbits.
I graduated from that to basically acting out my own scenes with the Barbies. And I’m talking really elaborate shit. With dragons and slavery and deep themes going on with good and evil and piratey Barbies. Yeh, pirates was pretty big with me even then.
It kinda sucked though because I had about a zillion girl Barbies but only one male Barbie. And in retrospect I realize that my male Barbie was shorter then all the chicks and had long curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes and well, truth be told, he was rather effeminate.
But he still got loads of action from all the chicks.
So I guess even at a young age I was already writing. Because you don’t have to write stuff down to be a writer. It goes back into that whole murky land of storytelling and whatnot. Where things go plop in that murky soup of consciousness. I was being a storyteller though. They may not have been GOOD stories but they sure as hell were MY stories. And that was the important thing.
I’ve graduated from Barbies now. I can see you all doing little sighs of relief. But y’know, it was depressing the day I put them down. It was a conscious thing. It wasn’t some vague sense of me growing older. It was a distinct realization that Barbies were for “little kids” and I was mature and superior and far beyond playing with dolls. So I threw them in a box and got rid of most of them and the rest I keep buried under my clothes in my closet and they’re they linger. A few echoing reminders of my childhood. Perfect plastic bodies, bad hair, and all.
filmed: 20pm, January 18.
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