How Many Licks?

 So today was the first day of STI & it was a FUCKING BLAST!!!! The day started by Maggie & Marie (twin Asian women that are at least in their early 50s) kicking our asses in dance class. Then we went on a little poster run (which was awesome!!) & had a wee bit o lunch. Performance Techniques, acting, & stage combat soon followed, which brought us to the end of the day at 9 PM (& that's us getting out early). So for the past hour or so a few of us girls have been chillin' in the lobby of Roblee doing our homework. I was shocked when I finished my homework in less than an hour. So now I'm working on my little play for our children's theatre performance. Dan cast me as the Hooting Owl & I was surprised at first as well as a little bit disappointed. I had no idea how I was going to be a wisdomous owl (& yes, wisdomous is a word). Then I realized that I could have fun with it. After spending some time brainstorming, I've decided that I'm going to combine Big Mama from the Fox & the Hound & the Tootsie Pop owl. It's going to be totally awesome! I cannot wait to start working on this show.

 

I've been going through a lot lately. I haven't been making the right decisions in my life and I've come to the conclusion it is because I have yet to realize that I have to grow up. Throughout my life there has always been someone there to knock me upside the head (figuratively, of course) & help me get my shit together. But now those people are gone. I only have myself to fix my mistakes. Yes, I still have these peoples' support. But their support is all they can offer. I was talking with some friends yesterday about how in high school every time I was late to class or struggling with a certain subject or having a family crisis I could go to my theatre teacher & he would help me through it all. Now I'm in college & he's teaching at a different school. Rackers can't hold my hand & help me get shit done anymore. All he can do is give me support & advice & hope to God that I don't fuck anything up. That's all anyone can really do now. It's up to me to make things right, to make decisions (whether they be the right or wrong one), & to live my life.

Absolutely Obsessed

I want to see this movie. So. Freakin'. Bad.

Goodbye, Cruel World!!

I am convinced that I am having a stroke right now. The entire right side of my face is in PAIN. I am going to be completely surprised if I make it to see another day. The saddest thing about all of this is I have barely begun to live!! I will never have a teacup pig!! I will never get to ride my hipster bike!! I will never get to make out with Jack Barakat!! I will never get to eat another bacon cheeseburger from Red Robin!! I will never get to fall in love!! I will never get to drink another Coca-Cola!! I will never get to punch Rebecca Black in the face!! I will never find out what happens on How I Met Your Mother!! I will never get to break into the zoo & free all the penguins!! I will never get to win America's Next Top Model!! I will never get to make a sex tape with James Franco!! I will never get drunk and get a tramp stamp of Pikachu smoking a pipe!!

Ok, I'm done being over dramatic. I'm going to take some Nyquil & go to sleep. Good night.

When you put a 'D' at the end of 'fine', you're not fine.

Still sick. When I hear myself speak, all I hear is the random 'D's I add to words. 

Then I think of this clip.

The rant of a sick girl.

I am sick. I woke up yesterday with a sore, dry throat & a horrible cough. The pain is unbearable, so of course I want to go to the nurse & figure out what I can do to, I dunno, MAKE THE PAIN STOP. But of course I call in & the nurse isn't even there. She's not going to be there until Monday. So now I have to wait until 2:30 so I can go to the clinic at MU. I'm glad that I get to actually go to the doctor, unlike all the other times I've been sick this year. It just makes me SO UPSET that I can't go to the nurse here. I've found that she is completely unreliable as a nurse. I need a nurse that can be there when I need her & doesn't automatically assume that my illness is a sign of pregnancy. Maybe this makes me picky, but I know what I like in a doctor & one of the things is someone that is actually there. 

Now I guess it's time for me to go back to bed with my tissues.

 

Ummm.... Hello???

I bought A Clockwork Orange the other day. I was so excited; I love the movie as well as the book & have been dying to own at least one of them for quite a while. So you can understand my disappointment when I opened the box today only to find that I bought a special features disk & a download code. A DOWNLOAD CODE!!! Turns out with this particular copy, I HAVE download the film off of Itunes. Excuse me?? What ever happened to good old fashioned DVDs?? I don't own an Iphone, Ipod, or Ipad so what would I want a digital copy for?? If I want to watch a movie, I don't want to HAVE watch it on my computer. I would love to have options. I'm pretty sure we have an amendment about having options. So thank you, Warner Bros., for taking away one of my rights as an American citizen.