Then, to boot, she tells you she was in the arms of a cousin just back from overseas...

I just got my DVD from our musical, and I'm dismayed you can't see anything in the nightclub scene...namely my red dress. Ah well...
In other less egotistical news, yesterday was awesome. Basically it was just a bunch of crazy mostly St. Charles people playing volley ball and sitting in the hot tub and yelling at Matt to let us make a slip-n-slide. Oh, and we watched 88. Surprisingly, no one enjoyed my running commentary on how stupid the protagonist was for not noticing the scary-looking guy in the leather jacket sitting at the bar broodingly and how the pretty lady hanging upside-down from the ceiling dripping blood and crying for help should have technically been dead 12 minutes ago and how annoying that cell phone's ring tone is and how that fire looked really dang fake and shouldn't they have said that line differently?
Everyone's a critic...
But it was fun nonetheless. And I love rich person houses.
And now my mum is yelling at me to turn off the computer and get my booty into bed, so that I shall do.
Arrivederci.

Aspertame is yucks.

My sentence at the local detention center for juvenile delinquents [aka Bloomington High School North...because apparently all high schoolers are a crime waiting to happen...] is quite nearly up! Tomorrow is the last day of school! Whahoot!
I'm, in short, so relieved. I've made it through sophomore year without dissolving into a puddle of conformity/drugs or spontaneously imploding! Quite a feat, in my opinion.
On another note, my caar is ruuunniiiing! My dad drove it down our street and back without a hitch. This makes me very very happy. Now I have means to run far, far away should I ever need to. Heheheh. Once I get it mural-ified, of course.
To celebrate tomorrow's freedom, the posse and I are going to have a slip-n-slide party. Now, the last time I did that I nearly got a concussion, not to mention several plastic burns and scrapes, but the fact remains that it's so much fun. I mean, the things you can do with huge sheets of plastic and PAM cooking spray....
Anyhoos.
So yeh, bottom line, I'm glad to have attained some freedom. First stop: Lake Michigan beach house, where I have my own attic room. Next: St. Meinrad, youth group retreat with Kathryn. Third: Philly with dad, Henwin, and Samuel. We'll try not to get murdered. Then, BEAUTY AND THE BEAST MUSICAL PROGRAM REHEARSALS FWAAAH! X]
And then?
Sleep.
Lots and lots of sleep.

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Okay. My life in a nice neat little pile since the last time I posted. Feel free to insert fantastical adventures involving sky diving and Italian men:

-Babysat for the adorable little blond kids on Friday and made and easy 35 bucks. Really, it's hardly a job, since the kids just sit and look practically eatable. Haha.

-Bought a god awful, ugly as hecks 80s dress from a local indie store for a dollar, converted it into a skirt, and pranced at my own craftiness.

-Realized that, even though he is a popular singer and has been played on B97 [local crap music radio station], Jason Mraz is pretty dang awesome. Huh.

- Watched School of Rock, and maaaan, is that Jack Black silly..... Oh, would I that I attended such a school...sigh.

- Watched The Incredibles for the 4 millionth time. I want to be Edna when I grow up...

- Spent 3 hours downtown with my homeimpala (as opposed to homedog) Korinne, looking for examples of Roman architecture for Latin. We spent at least an hour traipsing all over downtown and campus looking for "Ionic Columns", in the rain. It got to be so frustrating that Korinne started eating leaves. We finally found them, but by that time we were soaked to the bone and thouroughly frustrated. Oh, and once I got home I realized something... In the very first, the VERY FIRST picture I took, of "Dentils" on the courthouse...well, guess what kind of columns were also in the picture? GUESS!!! Grumble.

- Ate a coffee cup full of chocolate-covered espresso beans and nearly died of happiness/heart palpitations. Call it what you will.

-FINISHED MY ANNA KARENINA AND KING LEAR PAPERS! AHHH! LIFE HAS MEANING AGAIN!

- Started a World History project in which I live on $7 of food for a week, or a dollar a day. So far today I've eaten generic raisin bran, a schmooshed banana, an non-whole-grain english muffin with "value brand" peanut butter, and half a package of ramen. Oh, and water. Lots of water. I think I may die...

-Was told by a girl who rides my bus that I should try bisexuality, because she has "a lot of friends who would LOVE to date you." Prompty got "I Kissed a Girl" stuck in head. And the scary thing is, this is ALWAYS what my bus is like.

- LAST choir concert of the year tonight! I'm so happy I could weep...

Hopefully that will slake your thirst for my imcomprehendible quirkiness, at least for now. Latin calls...

When I hear that old song they used to play...

Okay. Recap on week:
a] Almost done with Anna Karenina. It has taken me a month to read. Darn you, Tolstoy.
b] Saw Thoroughly Modern Millie at rival high school, and man, were their programs shiny....sigh.
c] Auditioned for local production of Beauty and the Beast today, got role of Mrs Potts and is very, VERY happy. I get my own song for the first time since the 7th grade! Yea-yeah!
d] Mooched new Bob Dylan album off of friend; loves it [even if his voice DOES make the dogs howl and the babes weep].
e] Got $12 worth of Salvation Army clothes and some more clip-on earrings. Life is good when you can boast a 3 dollar polka dot blouse.
f] Learned the words to More Than A Feeling!

More than a feeling... Uhm naaa na na numm nah nah nuh nuhm...

I've had "More Than a Feeling" stuck in my head all day...and I don't know, like, any of the words. Sadness. Anyhoo, after school some of my groupies and I went down to the park near our school to chill...and I mean that very literally, we played in the waterfall there and it got pretty cold.
But it was fun, even if I had ice thrown at me and almost died falling off a cliff. Mad times, mad times...
So now here I am, boredly blogging at 11 PM instead of sleeping or doing Latin homework. Skewed logic girl strikes again ("If I eat ice cream, the metabolic energy needed to digest all the fat and sugar will WARM me up, even though it's frozen" [as I shiver uncontrollably]. Yup.)
I should probably go now, but not before I say happy birthday to blogspot's very own "Gale Aeva". Haaaappy biiirthday to youuuu, haaaappyy biiiirthday tooo yoooou, happy biiirthday deeeaaar Gale-who-really-is-Alex-and-I-knew-it-all-aloooooong, haaaappy biiirthdaaayyy tooooo yoooooou.
Whoot.

School makeths me wanteth to sleepeth....

Well, I'm writhing this in the 6-odd minute we have left of English class. The day's been cut short due to our "Honor Day", which basically was 3 hours of people being bored and half-heartedly clapping for all the seniors who got a bunch of scholarships and stuff. I got recognized, too, but just because I'm one of the 60-ish sophomores with a 3.85 GPA [or higher]. I swear, this "honors Day" was punishing us for our good behavior. It was so. Dang. Boring. And I do not deal well with boredom. So read Anna Karenina and tried to keep my brain cells from atrophying. What's the point of school if you don't DO anything??
Ah, afternoon announcements just came on, the bell will be ringing any minute. I'm off to the park to play in the rain, ciaou.