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[ Thursday   April 21st, 2005 10:15pm] MOVED TO _the_audacity ADD IT, PLEASE! This journal will no longer be used. SIGNING OFF! (2)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Thursday   April 21st, 2005 9:36pm] I'm sick again. Boo. There are lots of things going on, but alas, I am too drowsy to speak of any of it at the moment. This is my last entry in this journal. I'm making a new one. Check back for my new username, plz. =) (3)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Sunday   April 17th, 2005 8:09pm] Well, I never expected to spend four days in Virginia Beach and not even set one toe on the actual beach. Luckily, however, we ended up having enormous amounts of fun, regardless of our lack of beach time. I started writing a detailed, day-by-day synopsis of our trip, but I figured that a) It's not really necessary, and b) It was all way too much fun to live it all over again. It wouldn't be the same. Anyways, suffice it to say that the performances rocked, Busch Gardens was phenomenal, and we kicked some major posterior region as far as awards go. I screamed myself hoarse and laughed way too much, but it was unbelievably worth the efforts. I just can't believe it's over. Our last spring trip, ever. The class of '05 is truly on its way out. (2)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Tuesday   April 12th, 2005 11:09pm] Four birthday cakes. FOUR. People are too nice. Aside from the plethora of cake (which I still haven't gotten sick of, and don't think I ever will, as I am a raging cake addict), the birthday weekend was enjoyable. Thanks to all for the cakes, cards, wishes, and other forms of good will. Anyhoo, prom. Yeah, it's pretty complex. Angela and I typed up an actual itinerary today, and it looked like the battle plan for a covert military operation. Then again, it's me we're talking about, and I do have this slight tendency to beat the snot out of every little detail, especially with large-scale events such as prom. With about three weeks left, though, I think we'll be able to pull it together. Let's just hope that our group can avoid any major blowouts between dates that would result in the disintegration of all our reservations and proper planning. AND........ (dot dot dot) We're going to Virginia Beach on Thursday! WOOT WOOT! In case you're new to my life, our music department goes on an annual "Spring Trip" in order to compete in an out-of-state festival competition and win lots of trophies, while managing to have lots of good, not-so-clean fun. (Just kidding about the not-so-clean part.) And when I say "music department", I mean EVERYONE: the choir, the orchestra (multiple ensembles), and all the various bands. Pretty hefty bunch. Which equates to TONS of fun. This year we're going to Virginia Beach for four days, and I'll be sharing a hotel room with three of the craziest females in the universe (crazy in a good way, of course): Kelly, Angela, and Jena. It promises to be a ridiculously good time, so hang tight for copious amounts of photographs and horrifying anecdotes upon my return. (3)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Thursday   April 7th, 2005 7:18pm] Well, I've had an interesting week so far. And by interesting, I mean RIDICULOUSLY STRESSFUL AND EXASPERATING. To be fair, everything was all right once I pulled two all-nighters in a row to finish my senior portfolio project. I cannot express how relieved I am that it's out of the way, finally. Today, I watched Napoleon Dynamite for the thousandth time with Danny and Angela. Ah, what a piece of cinematic genius. And tomorrow is my day of birth, whoo hoo! Later, friends. (8)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Monday   April 4th, 2005 4:26pm] Spring break is over. RIP Pope John Paul II (1920-2005) His funeral is on my birthday. =( (7)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Wednesday   March 30th, 2005 4:13pm] Excerpt of the AIM convo I just had with Emily (who's in France for spring break): huahineblue: so how's spring break? goldeneye 4888: stressful goldeneye 4888: surprising, i know :-/ huahineblue: :-/ huahineblue: doesn't your robot control center have a break mode? huahineblue: lol goldeneye 4888: hah goldeneye 4888: you'd think that, wouldn't you Well, I've finished the back side of five t-shirts. The bad news is that they need to be completed by next Wednesday, and I still have my senior portfolio to finish. Sleeping is overrated anyway. ( I have weird friends ) (5)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Monday   March 28th, 2005 3:45pm] I have been most effective in combatting this whole deluge of spring break homework. So far I've basically completed my research presentation tri-fold. I still have to do my senior portfolio presentation, which should take ALOT longer than the first tri-fold, as well as make 20 drumline tshirts for our performance next Wednesday. The good thing about that is that I can have a new tshirt for myself too--WOOT! About this whole senior portfolio presentation. For those of you who are interested, this is what the project entails: basically, we have to make a tri-fold board that represents a thematic element of our high school career. This element has to essentially define our journey through high school. As you can imagine, this leaves us with a lot of leeway. Don't ask what my idea is, because I haven't come up with one yet that I don't hate. In addition, we have to make a 5-7 minute presentation explaining the board. There's also some guff about artifacts and reflections, but I don't remember the specifications exactly and the rubric is in my binder in the other room, and plus it's quite boring, really. Now that I've thrown a horrendous run-on sentence your way, I believe I'm going to go practice some snare technique with my newly recovered sticks (which were for some reason in the Lost-and-Found in the band room--I suspect that one of the Tenor Twins took them without telling me and left them on the floor). EDIT: I updated my West Side Story photo album: right heah. That's all the WSS pics I have, so there it is. (2)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Sunday   March 20th, 2005 9:27pm] And is it weird that I'm not looking forward to spring break at all? (3)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Sunday   March 20th, 2005 6:07pm] I believe a weekend update is in order. On Friday, our band went to the District Band Festival, which is an adjudicated performance that is basically the biggest event of our wind ensemble year. To offer a little bit of background, our band had never done spectacularly at festival prior to Dr. Fischer's debut (and keep in mind that I'm putting things mildly--we've done ABYSMALLY in the past). The way that scores work is like this: three judges award you a rating from I to IV based on a thousand different factors, and if you get an overall rating of I, you qualify for the state band festival and everybody throws you a party and sacrifices babies in your favor. Well, not really, but it's a really big accomplishment. So that's festival in a nutshell. Anyway, we've been working our derrieres off and finally managed to earn an overall rating of I on Friday. My senior year rules so far. Thank you. (3)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Tuesday   March 15th, 2005 8:33pm] Well, it's over. We sold out every showing. We freakin' kick ass. I'm too drained to make any intelligent remarks, so please check out my updated photo album here and take a look at the "West Side Story" album. ME WANTS ICE CREAM! Goodbye. (4)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Friday   March 11th, 2005 3:17pm] Time for a quick update: Opening night was phenomenal. The house was completely packed; I think we might have sold out basically before the doors were opened. And not only were the Cappies there, so was the Lieutenant Governor! Now, I'm not a big fan of Republicans, but I was in awe. He even addressed the entire group after the show and told us how impressed he was. I took pictures like a crazy person the whole time. This is shaping up to be an incredible experience. If you live within 300 miles, you need to make it a point to come check it out. Theater doesn't get any better than this, kids. (2)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Saturday   March 5th, 2005 10:01pm] Hello, still here and truckin'. Hope everyone's lives are going well. The other day at rehearsal, we got bored from all the down time and started making signs. I made one that said "Hi Mr. Twigg (a.k.a. 'Uncle Rico')", one that said "Hi Dr. Fischer (a.k.a. 'Daddyo')", one that simply said "WOOT", and one that said "How's the action on your mother's mattress?" (That's a line from the show. I unfortunately did not make that up myself.) That last one posed a problem, as I made the mistake of flashing it at Amy Lather at one point. Amy is, most upsettingly, the orchestra teacher's daughter and it was therefore in retrospect a most unfortunate decision to direct that sign towards her, as Ms. Lather is also playing in the pit orchestra and was seated merely two seats from Amy. One can only hope that Ms. Lather didn't see. *crosses fingers* Much else has happened, but this will suffice for now. (6)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Monday   February 28th, 2005 10:00pm] Ah, snow. Nothing like going to bed after a puzzling and perplexing Oscar night and waking up to find everything covered in snow. (Brief aside: Okay, so who know that Million Dollar Baby would take Best Picture? Not. Freaking. I. The other big wins were pretty predictable, and a big YAY for Jamie Foxx!) Today it snowed for basically the whole day, which was fun and exciting. Especially fun and exciting was the snowball fight I had with my sister. I would like to say that I won, except for the fact that my dad made a surprise appearance and pelted both Tara and myself without mercy, so it's pretty safe to say that my dad took the snowball fight trophy this evening. Still, I hope we get back to school at some point in the near future. Our West Side Story rehearsal situation is getting desperate, with the show just ten days away. This will in all likelihood be my last coherent entry for the next two weeks or so, since I have a minimum of three hours of WSS time, in addition to school, every day from now until the show ends. Don't think for a moment that I'm not happy about that. (That wasn't sarcasm.) I also watched Shrek 2 today (anyone's guess why I hadn't seen it until now; it's so my kind of movie). I LOVED it. I have vowed to a buy a cat, despite my allergies, and dress it up like Puss-in-Boots. (2)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Saturday   February 26th, 2005 6:57pm] I just installed the most worthless software on my computer. I was looking through the box belonging to my dad's digital camera, and I was delighted to see a disc labelled "Photoshop". Thinking that at last I would have access to a decent photo-editing program, I installed it--only to have my hopes severely dashed upon finding that it was version TWO POINT OH. How unbelievably discouraging. It basically only allows cropping, auto levels fix, and red eye modification. Joyful. Ugh. I really, really, really need to get over this blasted flu. I haven't left my house. SINCE. TUESDAY. GRRR. (4)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Thursday   February 24th, 2005 3:44pm] I am both pleased and sorry to bring back the Harry Potter Pants Game for your viewing pleasure/displeasure. I was honestly laughing out loud at some of these. P.S. These only make sense if you've read the Harry Potter books at least once. ( ENJOY! ) That's that. I can never resist the pants game. Until next time, kids. (8)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Thursday   February 24th, 2005 2:18pm] I feel as if little hobgoblins with pickaxes have bombarded the epithelium of my throat cavity and released torrents of flaming mucous into my sinuses. Flu = EVIL. I missed school yesterday, after suffering through a miserable day on Tuesday (and giving up before the end of the day--I missed a West Side Story rehearsal, AND a drumline rehearsal yesterday). Today was, thankfully, a snow day--FIRST ONE THIS YEAR, and most likely the last--so that should ease up the makeup work load. I won't be seen NEAR that school, regardless of the weather, at least until Monday. The bad news is that I won't be able to come to Exposure at Nation on Saturday. I was really looking forward to seeing it. Blast and bebother. The good news is that starting next week, I'll actually be able to drive to and park at school. FINALLY. I have to be the LAST senior at my school to get my license, but then I am also the youngest, so no worries. That is all. I'm currently taking a brief snack break during my obligatory sick-day viewing of Return of the King. Leave me comments to make me smile, because I have had little contact with the outside world for the past two days and am starting to feel like a Cloister Monk. (5)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Sunday   February 20th, 2005 7:02pm] Can I just say that if you are not planning to or have no method of seeing West Side Story performed by my school on March 10-13, you need to find a way to rectify that. Immediately. It is going to be unbelievable. Yesterday we rehearsed with the cast on stage and, although it was rocky at times, it's obvious that the whole thing is really starting to come together. Even for the people who aren't absolutely head-over-heels insanely in love with the music and the overall production as I am, the energy and the level of talent is so intense and inspiring that it's hard not to enjoy every second of the experience. Anyway, I am now providing a slightly more detailed update as promised (or threatened, depending on how you look at it). On Tuesday, we had the inductions ceremony for NHS. This basically required most of the officers to sit on the stage with the administrators while Ashley (the president) and a few others made lots of boring speeches. Then each of the preliminary members had to walk across the stage, shake about 98 people's hands, and get their certificates/membership cards/other NHS paraphernalia. I am sorry to say that throughout this entire experience Joel and I were consumed with laughing fits. We simply could not contain ourselves. The event was very solemn and highbrow, but neither of us could resist whispering snarky remarks to Ashley in an attempt to make her laugh, or interjecting with our own additions during Mr. Ryan's speech. How mature. In my defense, I had to make a speech towards the end, so all the laughing fits helped me relax. So I delivered my own boring speech and then we all went and ate food while listening to the jazz combo that I was supposed to obtain yet forgot to follow up on. It was for all intensive purposes a miracle that they were there, so THANK YOU, JAZZ COMBO! Wednesday was Danny/Angela/Rhea day, as was last Wednesday (the day of the infamous merry-go-round incident). We went to Danny's house and made brownies. Danny tripped over his dog several times. Then we went back to school and attempted to watch Napoleon Dynamite on Angela's laptop, but failed due to technical difficulties. This caused much consternation, but we got over it and went to drumline rehearsal, where the usual tomfoolery occurred. Thursday. Not much to say, mostly because I am becoming bored with myself. Same goes for Friday. I fell asleep almost as soon as I got home (around 6) due to sheer exhaustion. Saturday, as you know, I took my license test and passed! So yay. Finally, took me long enough, etc, etc. Many other things have happened, but as I make it an effort to restrain from delving too deeply into my more personal thoughts whilst the entire world is able to view them, I shall leave it at that. I do believe it will snow tonight, WOOT! I bid you all adieu. (2)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Sunday   February 20th, 2005 9:46am] Well, hello. This week has been quite--and when I say quite, I'm grossly understating--busy/exhausting. No time for a lengthy update, but here's the synopsis: NHS Inductions went well, Napoleon Dynamite is awesome, West Side Story is going to kick ass, and I GOT MY LICENSE! More later, friends. (2)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

[ Monday   February 14th, 2005 9:55pm] I consumed about forty-five pounds of chocolate today. How amazing is that, especially considering that I'm quite violently allergic to it. My tongue is about nine times as big as it should be right now. For dinner, I put on a very cute outfit and went to Champp's with Vivienne, Angela, Kelly, Tiffani, Tara (not my sister Tara, but Jena's little sister) and Angela & Tiffani's eight-year-old brother, Cailean. Now the idea was to have a girl's night out and bring Cailean along as our "date", because let me tell you, this kid is hilarious. So we ended up having the time of our lives (on Valentine's Day, who knew?) The waiter must have thought we were insane--think six teenage girls plus a little boy, all very dressed up, in a SPORTY restaurant on Valentine's Day--but it was so worth it. Since Danny randomly brought his camera to school today, I'm making this another picture entry. I had to steal some of these because they're classic. ( Click me, for I bring pictures. ) And these pictures, my friends, just about summarize what Valentine's Day is like in our little mafia family. But wait! There will be more, once I obtain the pictures from dinner. (Including Tiffani hitting on Tara while Vivienne looks on, utterly appalled. Yeah.) Back to cranking out a sincere and earnest-sounding speech for NHS Inductions tomorrow. WOOT. (5)c.o.m.m.e.n.t.

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