Uncle! Uncle!

there. that was me saying uncle. i give up. after twelve comments, four of them from beaver and five of them just telling me its time to blog again, its time to blog again.

first, id like to make the distinction that i fully intended to blog on, what was it?, monday, but the power went out. while i was in the shower. as fun as that was, it left me doing homework in the dark and unable to blog. when it came back on eileen came over because she forgot her history book and we dictated the section out loud. unfortunately, it was the wrong section. fortunately, we didnt have a quiz. eileens class did, though. poor eileen.

now we'll back up. here comes an overview of everything i did since my last post, probably not in order. but first some excuses. yeah, okay, its been a while, but by now you all should know that whenever something very important happens that i want to make sure everyone i know has a chance to read, naturally im going to leave the post about it up for a while, about two weeks. and you may be saying, "but sara, its been three!" yes, well, i got busy. last week was full and therefore get over it. okay, carrying on. heres what i remember of the past few weeks.

LIFE OVER.

HOMEWORK = VERY YES.

fast though the first six weeks has been (and it ends monday if you somehow dont know), it has also been busy and busy. i was gonna put something else there but i couldnt think of a synonym for busy other than... busy. so, that first week the tuesday of which i last blogged was really only semi busy. on saturday i went to orientation at trezevant. not that terrible except it started at 830. in the morning. so yeah. i got out a little early (about 11) but since i can only work three hours a day i didnt have to do bingo that night. so, yay. i probably did something with morgan or eileen. maybe not. i dont know.

that sunday night i went to see cory branan, my favorite local artist after scandyvan. since i last (and first) saw him he has cut his hair and shaved less. this concert (at the center for southern folklore) was short and, because he busted his acoustic, was played on electric guitar, one of the strings of which he destroyed at one point during the concert and of course kept playing. this concert, despite its drawbacks (the hair, the shave, the length, and the guitar) was still excellent. most assuredly my favorite part(s) was when the mic malfunctioned, which it did at least thrice, he stepped onto the stairs and sang really loud and said "well this works better anyway" and it did. if you dont know about him you should go listen to some of his music on his website. excellence. this was september 4th. the next day was labor day and we didnt have school. sweet.

the next week was a bit busier than that one, but i did pretty well and got a 100 on the history test (mesopotamia). sweet. wednesday the seventhe (haha, seventhe) was my first pay day. holy moly. brokeness over. ducks = very yes. (ducks are dollars. eileen did it.) every two weeks i get about 170 ducks. almost half goes in the bank, but the rest goes towards a) the stuff thats not worth the money fund AKA me getting an ipod, b) going to nighttime movies, c) probably a whole bunch of cds, and d) YOUR christmas presents. thats right, i have money, you can start sucking up... NOW.

[EDIT] I WROTE LIKE FIVE PARAGRAPHS AFTER THIS AND BLOGGER FCKING DELETED THEM. FCKING PLANNED MAINTAINANCE. [/EDIT]

thursday i went to see tick tick boom with my mom. we had terrible seats. friday i went again with eileen and morgan but got there half an hour early. seats still sucked. it was like sitting in the left wing. saturday i went to nathfaces birthday party (me, lane, sean, lena, afton, kasidey, ali, mpc, broken flowers which lena and i didnt pay for, but i dont feel bad cause i hated that movie), then afton and i went to hatties for cakeand smallville. this was a much more detailed account the first time i typed it. went to bingo and then sunday afternoon went to tick tick boom again. thanks to my getting there an hour before it started, dunkan and i had great seats. being able to see all three faces certainly enhanced the experience.

the next week was the busiest yet. tuesday i auditioned for novus. it didnt take long and having rehearsals at crichton will be nice cause its three blocks from my house and right next door to trez. tuesday i went to the dermatologist right after school and got some stuff. turns out i have exzema. who knew? then mom took me to arbys (mmm) then to work. thursday i got an email from mr williams telling me id be singing alto I. i was most distraught seeing as ive always been alto II. im writing an email to mr williams that explains how if he doesnt let me sing alto II ill be a bum and live with my parents flipping burgers till im thirty. dont worry, ill make it work. friday i got a math teacher and had a history test on india. got a 99. score.

friday night a very unlikely event occurred. i hung out with lilla. it was nice. she came over from about 630-1030 or so and we had a good deal of fun. watched the food network, walked to geekers, and i taught her some life lessons and learned a few myself (among them: never assume that a person knows what ovaltine is or what a george forman grill does). overall, rather good times. i went to bed pretty much right after she left. the next day was cooper young. i went with kathryn about 230 but throughout found yuntin (justin), chris, leo, dunkan, emma, zoe, alanna, morgan fox, xander, kristen howell, and probably some other people im rudely leaving out. mom bought me some earrings and i got fourhenna tattoos from emma. w00t. also i bought a milkshake. then went to bingo, came home and slept. (NOTE: this is how far i was when blogger ate my post. except it was about 30% longer.)

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sunday the 18th was latin project day. you see, i had a latin project due monday that no one started before the last weekend. so i started about two and worked pretty consistently until 630, when i went tp spencer mississippi for a while, ate burgers, worked on latin, came home, worked on latin, and finally finished around 1130. that completion was quite gratifying. my mosaic says BEWARE BEE and has a bee on it. but i forgot to give the bee wings. monday i turned it in. this is getting very pastel.

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now we are to yesterday. had novus rehearsal and sang a whole lot of notes that were really not in my range. of course that was HUGE fun except not. did mercers latin homework cause shes in latin I and AP world and im sure she had a lot of AP world studying that couldnt be disrupted by latin one homework. so yeah. today i went to school and in chemistry had candy and dropped a quiz, came home, showered, and came to work at 4. since 449 i have been on this computer doing nothing work related because im done with everything. this job would be perfect if the office werent so cold. tomorrow i have numeroud tests becasue the six weeks is almost over, and friday is a half day. lets make this weekend great, people.

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okay, so you wanted a post, and i gave you what you want. now you give me what you all know i want because everyone wants them. you know. its not hard. just type and hit enter. like pie. it has taken me an hour and a half to write this post, so really, its the least you can do.

Probably Like the Best 24-Hour Period Ever

[mood: walkin on sunshine]
[music: hold me, bat boy]

so, lets start exactly 24 hours ago. i had gone to work a little early, so i got out at 6:49. this was planned. i fully intended to have some extra time between getting off and 7 to get to the ossies. that would be the ostranders, or memphis theatre awards, and from that you should see where this is going. and so i changed my shoes in the car and we (my mother and i) got there wet but on time. i saw two lovely seats near the front in the middle. however, my mother suggested that we sit off to the right a bit because thats where the actors usually sit. so we did. to the right, second row. mother went to get a drink. i sat. and waited. and lo and behold! my mothers judgment OWNS. who should sit right in front of us, but andrew weir, paul seiz, angela groeschen, and--you guessed it--michael ingersoll. YES. SIR. now, let me refresh your memory.


headshot.


from floyd collins. (WHY did i not see this? WHY?)


from of mice and men (with george dudley, who won the ossie for best lead male instead of him.)

thank you, google image search. thank you, PotS. so angela won two ossies, andrew weir won two (one of them was the super impressive rising star award thing), and paul seiz won one (but he was nominated against himself five times. in the same category). and michael sang something gorgeous from floyd collins, but he didnt win any, and it was just about the saddest thing ever. but not really, cause of mice and men was sadder. which is why he should have won. HOW can you not give an ostrander to the man whose character had to kill his best friend? it was so sad to look and see ossies under the chairs of everyone on his row. i was highly distraught. but he took it like a man. yes sir.

so when andrew weir won that thing everyone stood up and FINALLY he turned around. and he waved. and WINKED. and he smiled and said, "hey, its you! i was like, who the hell is behind me?" cause i was naturally very enthused in my applause and whatnot for various awards (of mice and men won best drama), and he said it sweetly. so everyone sat down and they gave out the last award(s?) and then mom was like, "we need to go." so we started wandering out (slowly because i was stalling) and i said, "mom! dont you need to go to the bathroom?" and so she did. yes. stallstall, and out he comes in this yellow jacket. o MAN.

so we spoke very briefly and then andrew weir (or is it wier? i think its weir) came and talked to him for a minute, during which time he held my shoulder. (the right shoulder. now my favored shoulder.) so andrew weir left and we spoke further. discussed things: he married angela the first day of school, i love him, theyre going to chicago tomorrow, they plan to visit once a month. so mom got out of the bathroom and started out, so, naturally, a hug was to ensue. and it did, and it was prolonged. and then he kissed my left cheek this time (both previous times it had been the right). and THEN,

he said:


"you want one on the lips before you go?"


and i did.

and the rest is history.




(im walkin on sunshine, whoa-oh!
im walkin on sunshine, whoa-oh!
im walkin on sunshine, whoa-oh!
and dont it feel good?)

What I Did at Work

this. yeah its a link. (waaaatcha gonna doaboutit?)

in the clean version of Ride Wit Me (nelly), when they scramble what mofo is short for, it sounds like "muthfagummh" and its funny. morgan made moon pies. thay are a gift from god. alannas finna go to college. itll be weird to never see any of them. the weekend was enjoyable, but not particularly intriguing.

stayed home friday. saturday went to trezevant then saw you and me and everyone we know at highland with morgan, alanna, eileen, johntom, morgan fox, and so forth. it was good i thought. then went home with morgan. today made pancakes with morgan, eileen left, read a tiny bit of OaFK, helped morgan make moonpies, came home, did contemporary issues homework, had dinner, got online. i need to think of a shorter term for contemporary issues. something like, CONTISSUES. i like it.

ObligaLATE Start of School Post

as i hope you understand, this is more for me remembering when im old and senile than for you being entertained right now, so if you dont wanna read this, yknow, whatever.

2nd: Pre-AP English, Ms. Douglas, Rm 034. this class will be so hard. what a horrible woman. its not that, i mean, she doesnt seem mean until she takes off for putting your page numbers at the bottom instead of the top. and by takes off, i dont mean two points, or five. i mean ten. TEN. TEN POINTS. OFF A FIFTY ONE PAGE PAPER OVER WHICH I SPENT HALF MY SUMMER SLAVING. I AM PISSED, AND I DONT EVEN SAY PISSED. in the words of newman: "sometimes you want to kill yourself in her class... just to show her whos boss."
people in this class (PitC): lane and annebel (at my table), rachel schou, andrew lu, lilla, coretta, hannah schafer (sp?), alex bransford, mariana, david nikaido (my favorite asain! he dyed his hair blond! wtf!) UPDATE: justin. GAWD.

3rd: Honors Latin II, Ms. Haughton, Rm 10. not too bad, not too bad. it seems easy-ish so far. the sentences in the work today were like, pater est lucius, and stuff. but maybe thats cause its the begining of school. lane hates latin so much its hilarious.
PitC: lane, annebel, lauren nelson, four michaels (including biscoe!), a buncha people from latin i.

4th: Honors Contemporary Issues, Ms. Matson, Rm 237. this class will be easy im pretty sure. very little homework, very few projects, and its high time i learn whats going on in the world, cause i have no idea. i didnt know who tony blair was. i am pathetic. but it will be fun.
PitC: mariana, the kid who i call the kid who has no friends but i think he has a friend anyway his name is karim, and pretty much no one else. but it will be like old BOTT group times with mariana.

5th: Honors World History, Mr. Whitehead, Rm 235. im for real excited. he gave us an extra credit test about the apartments and stuff in london where rock stars were. his favorite artist is hendrix. he said "your name isnt ms caplan unless your hormone pills stopped working" to peter. morbidly awsome.
PitC: anna talley, emma, peter, austin finney, hannah joyce, a very small foreign freshman boy named calvin(?), ms caplan (the very outspoken and very redheaded freshman whom i dont know but will prove to make this class very interesting)

Lunch: C, freshman lunch, but a decent number of people i enjoy.
PitC: even though its not a class. all those folks from world history (calvin is part of our adopt-a-freshman program) lane, mercer, eileen, kristen howell, hairston, afton, dillon, leo, and hobbit kid. not shabby at all.

6th: Honors Chemistry, Ms. Davis, Rm 103. ms davis is such a crazy mofo. i love her. i already have like, 35 or 40 davis dollars. score. plus, i think i am going to like chemistry. i never imagined that was possible.
PitC: lane, jake whatshisface, the prestons. not too extensive a list, but theres lane.

7th: Honors Algebra II, Rm 034. you notice how i didnt list a teacher? yeah. thats cause i DONT HAVE ONE. thats right. they havent hired a replacement for mr munter yet. and thats what it said on my schedule. algebra ii, charles munter. which of course means that if he had stayed i would be in his wonderful class again instead of in ms douglas's room in alphabetically assigned seats doing ridiculous busy work assigned by a sub. silently. cause we cant talk. W. TF.
PitC: audrey, peter, philly.

so there you have it. that was overdue. if i get over ms douglas making me want to die and get a math teacher, ill be quite happy. except i have no classes with morgan or eileen or mercer (cept lunch). if its odd that i pointed out mercer, i did it cause in 8th i had ALL my classes with her and in 9th i had three and lunch, so im used to a lot of mercer, and now im deprived.

the end.

Honeydew

or is it hunny-do? like a honeydew list. thats the melon. anyway, this is just to get everything straight in my head of what i need to do before school starts. if i write it down ill feel .4% more prepared. ill cross stuff out when i do it.

• Interview at Trezevant. I GOT THE JOB I GOT THE JOB!
• Register for school. That I'll do tomorrow. Done it.
• Finish Connecticut Yankee journal. I've already typed all the quotes and analyzed the ones through ch.38 as of 2:30 Sunday morning. I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE!
• Get journals bound. I heart Kinkos. O man, the completion is so gratifying.
• Go to the dermatologist's. 'Cause of my knees. Mom's getting me an appointment. Well, I got an appointment, but it's not for six weeks so I'm crossing it out now anyway.
• Celebrate Lane's birthday. I was at the mall for almost seven hours. Sweet wounded Jesus, my heels hurt.
• Get a haircut. Just a trim. Gay boy who looks like Aaron Lohr has a green-tipped fauxhawk now.
• Read The Once and Future King. Let's face it. That's not gonna happen. It seems good. Maybe I'll read it soon.
• Read the Sparknotes for The Once and Future King. Maybe I'll read the first and last chapters.
• Buy uniform clothes. I need grey shirts and black pants. And maybe a green (kelly or darker) shirt. And some socks. Yay Target.Yay Old Navy.
• Buy school supplies. Notebook paper, theme paper, PhD pencil, hairties, etc. Yes, hairties are a school supply. Man, Office Max is like Christmas. Got some great parchment paper for my journals.
• Go to the dentist's. I got a purple toothbrush. Funtimes.
• Drive somewhere. Well, I'd like to, at least, since I've only driven in a parking lot before. Actually, I didn't, but summer's over and if i don't have everything crossed off I'll go all OCD up in this junt.
• Eat cake and/or Indian with the Pairrrerrr of Three. Mmmm. Lamb kabob. Scrumptious.
• Not die. That's the hard one. Frodo lives! And so do I.

okay, i think thats it. and what was up with all that correct capitalization up there? craziness. im thinking of dying my hair again. POLL: should i do it? if so, should i do the same florange as last time or something else? if something else, what? why?

A Funk

amelia is gone.
ive been slaving for ms l douglas since seven.
except i took a break to finish lanes mix.
im tired.
i dont think im going to read the once and future king.
i just dont see that happening.
amelias still gone.
i threw up some cake earlier.
that was fun.

The Summer of Amelia!

http://flickr.com/photos/honeylight/sets/654301/
enjoy. theres like alotta pictures, and surely there will be more.

ps:
MAKE THE PIE HIGHER!
http://www.sablesys.com/pie-high.html

Rainbow, Panda, Donnie?

goooooood morning, and welcome to mondays edition of Sara Writes Down What She Dreamt Last Night So She Can Remember It! todays guests include a very small rainbow, her dad, a van, a broadway show, gilmore girls' mrs kim, panda suits, amelia, an unexpected phone call, donnie, a couch, and some serious blushing. lets bring 'em out!

okay. so there were three, i think, but the third one referred to the first one so... i dont know. first, dad was driving me home in his fedex van, and it had been raining, so there was a rainbow, but it was much smaller than a normal rainbow, and i could see where the end went, so just as we were driving past that place i JUMPED OUT OF THE CAR. yes. and didnt get myself killt. right, so the rainbow ended under the very end of an overpass where the road is just like twoish feet off the ground, yknow? and the rainbow was kinda sparkly and full of particles and really pretty. so i scooted down under there looking for my pot of gold (obviously) but there wasnt one. there were, however, many different superhuge (between volleyball and basketball sized) jewel-y things, but more opaque, and one was in the bottom of hte road like a button to push, so i pushed it really hard and then i heard my dad honking for me from down the road so i had to go, and he was like, WHAT, and i was like, dude, its the end of a rainbow, why wouldnt i jump out the car?

then amelia and i were in some musical i think at the orpheum, but we hadnt rehearsed it at all (ive had two or three dreams like that) so we just had to go with the flow, and so we followed everyone and crowded around someone in a corner and pretended to listen to them tell a story, then all the other kids left and came back on in panda suits, and i was like, dude amelia, i think we should put on some panda suits, but we went back there and there were none left, so we went on a search of backstage into this HUGE like warehouse room with some panda suits hanging on the ceiling over this like knocked over metal cabinet thing. so we tried to get them down but obviously failed a lot until we saw mrs kim coming and freaked out cause we thought shed be really mad at us for being back there but she just helped us get some down and we talked about white dresses.

finally (and this ones my favorite, not because its extremely bizarre but because its warm and fuzzy) i was at home, but it didnt look like my house, it was just understood. and chase from lakeshore may or may not have been there in the beginning, im not sure, but he disappeared at some point if he was. i dont remember the details as well from this one. so suddenly the phone rang, and it was that huge old grey phone thats in my parents' room, so i answered it and it was donnie. (dont remember or know about donnie? hes the infamous gorgeous boy i met in alabama summer before last and was seriously crushing on until i found out he was five years older than me and thats illegal. his shoulders were freckly.) so naturally i was incredibly giddy and grinny and it was probably really obvious on the phone too, and then in a few minutes he shows up at my house while we're still on the phone and im super happy and then BOOM! he proclaims his love for me. and it wasnt even cheesy either. and so we're still on the phone even though hes like three feet away and we sit on the very squashy couch (the one drew just got yesterday thats blue) and naturally i was blushing like a marysue and im so nervous i refuse to get off the phone and so i turn sideways towards the empty part of the couch and we're still on the phone but his elbow is definitely in contact with my back, and so we talked on the phone for a really long time. at some point i mentioned jumping out of the car. its not interesting, its just very warm and fuzzy. [EDIT] there was a lot of tense change in this paragraph. [/EDIT]

[NEW EDIT] I LJed, dude. www.livejournal.com/~ancilladelectat [/NEW EDIT]

thats it. maybe ill get a job.

Don't Read the Paper

so i forgot strike day. it was wednesday. sorry. at any rate, dont read the paper till august second. maybe i wont forget end-of-strike day.

have been having far too much for with amelia, morgan, and eileen. weve been joined at various times by mouse, dunkan, lane, alanna, katherine, and walked to davis kidd a million times. we finished harry potter 51 hours after we bought it. i wont say anything for the sake of those who havent read it yet except i liked it but the first twenty chapters read like a fanfiction. not as good as the fifth one, but still good. we saw charlie and the chocolate factory, a very good movie, and the island, which i liked and morgan kinda liked and mouse and amelia hated. but hey, ewan mcgregor. and theres TWO OF HIM. ive lived at eileens for four nights before last night, when amelia and i came here and morgan went home because we got kicked out of eileens house. lane joined amelia and me but left early this morning. yesterday we had a cannibal luncheon featuring:

Peanut butter and jelly body parts
Research Journalist Soup
Artery Delight
Ladyface
and my personal favorite, Spotted Dick of Mousscius Malfoy: This Shit is BANANAS!

took a shower this morning (hah, morning, 1:00) and amelias in there now. i have a little cold that ive so far treated with one vitamin, one glass of orange juice, and hot oatmeal. i can breathe through both nostils now. well im supposed to read a connecticut yankee while amelia showers, so i should go do that. anybody who can think of anything awesome we did that i havent listed, comment it so i remember in years to come.

YAYUH.

AMELIA IS HERE, BAYBISS.

(saw war of the worlds with dad and drew. great. got my permit tuesday in 47 minutes. sweet. picture is awful.)

Here Comes the Bride

so i went to beckys wedding. it was nice, not too long, and the reception food was good except i didnt know the grooms cake had coconut in it until i took a big ol hearty bite. the dress is still a bit snug, but i found out i can hold my breath for two hours, which has gotta come in handy sometimes. like when someone bets me i cant hold my breath for two hours. dunkans not home, which sucks, cause i was gunna instigate some hanging out-ige with her. ill try again later. i finished my le morte journal (YAYUH). its ten pages and justin said he heard it had to be twenty+, but hatties is only 10 and she got a 98, so i dont care. i guess ill start CT yankee tomorrow. three chapters a day and two or three days to journal it will give me about two weeks to read once and future king. i totally made up those estimates just now. so heres a song i used to sing with lauren reed about weddings:

here comes the bride
big fat and wide
where is the groom?
hes in the surgery room
why is he there?
hes having surgery hair.

wtf? we were crazy little kids. there was also one that involved sticking a water hose up your nostril and disappearing. yup. this week is gettinmypermit week. i can feel it.

With Charmin Ultra...

AHAHAHAHAHAHAA. see, cuz its a pun.

Snibbets

we bought the only yellow shoes in america.
its the fourth of july barely.
ive had a lot of corkys.
justin, hattie, and i are going to drive to anchorage, wanna come?
there was a show on today called extreme akim.
i went to scandyvan with lilla.
cinnamon spice and everything nice never tasted the same.
spent the freak engine and the night with emma.
reading le morte takes forever.
i spent my allowance on a george foreman grill.
mom got me some clearasil ultra (sweet!).
sometime this summer im going to get the dermatologist to fix my knees and get this little wart off my hand.
i may or may not be carrying the christ child.
a lot of these colors are ugly.
spain legalized gay marriage.
i am 34% american.
quit trying to act like im a steamboat operator.

gorgeous person-other-than-gabriel-damon of the moment: Diego Luna.

No, you don't understand.

at about 10:39PM tonight, after his performance of lumiere in beauty and the beast,
MICHAEL A. INGERSOLL KISSED MY FACE.

My Heart and Flesh Cry Out, for You the Living God.

Your spirit's water to my soul.
I've tasted and I've seen
Come once again to me
I will draw near to You
I will draw near to You.

how gorgeous are THOSE flowing locks?

i hate you all cause no one wrote to me
(not really, i love everyone)

here is how i described lakeshore to kathryn:
imagine something really good. got it? now make it fifty times better and put it in a place where everything is pretty but 95 degrees.

i want to write a whole lot about it but itll ruin the moment, you know?

i really think im gonna be a christian again, guys. its not like a conscious decision. i just think its happening. and thats really good.

lakeshore makes me all warm and happy. friday night everyone cried. everyone always cries on friday night, but that doesnt make it any less what it is. i FELL DOWN crying in the field on the way back from the tabernacle. it was so intense. i wish everyone could have this.

My mom bought me the dress

!

!!!!!!!!!!

its yellow, okay? its yellow and white and i love it. and mom bought me it cause i love it and i needed something to wear to my cousin beckys wedding in july. which gives me till july ninth to make it go from a tiny bit too small to juuuust right. i can do it, right? right. wow, three rights in seven words. also i have to buy a strapless bra. a big step, that one.

drew got a virus. it was bad, but brief. hes doing better now.

i got some orbit gum. (a good clean feeling-- no matter what.)

hey! im going to lakeshore tomorrow! and dont make lakeside references cause thats old.

i volunteered at the library for three and a half hours friday and today. at the book sale. and guys, you dont understand how frustrating it was. the rest of the volunteers were SO INEFFICIENT. they counted slowly, they added slowly-- seriously, WHO needs a calculator to see that 20 paperbacks at 50 cents is 10 dollars? who? but otherwise it was okay, and before i left today they started the BAG SALE. ohemgee. it was awesome. anything you can fit in a grocery bag is three dollars. i got tons of books i only kinda wanted. everything from the complete works of sophocles to calculus to something or other by roald dahl to the norton anthology. <3

going to camp! write to me! ill be there a week!
Sara Stephens
Senior High Camp
Lakeshore UMA
1448 Pilot Knob Rd.
Eva, TN 38333

Observe:

every time i dream i can fly, it always requires a whole lot of effort, i.e. holding my breath, breaking through ice, etc.

analysis, anyone?

NEW EMAIL ADDRESS

popsiclesareforthesummertime@gmail.com

keep it secret. keep it safe.

Guilty Pleasures ('n' other stuff)

im feeling very female and not very determined. this is not a sad post. im in a good mood. i just thought you might want to know. here are some things i hanker for right now:
-brown esprit heels i saw in dillards or macys the other time with the little pink bow and the pink piping. blogger doesnt have a text color the color of this bow and this piping. theyre very bright pink.
-the other brownie in the kitchen
-the strapless dress i saw at dillards or macys with thin little yellow and white vertical stripes
-pan brigio bread, also in the kitchen
-those pink china flats with cherries on them from flashback.

thats all. well okay, its not all, but its the key things. i finished the driving book, but im still going to study it some more. maybe i can go get my permit monday or tuesday. also, im almost done with the restaurant at the end of the universe. which is scary, cause when i finish it im starting my summer reading. i feel like the dialectical journals wont be quite as scary as i think. hope im right. i went to kathryns birthday party three hours late, which is funny. we chocolate-fondued everything. another list. things that were fondued and eaten by a member of the party:
-strawberry
-brownie
-pizza
-carrot
-celery
-broccoli
-napkin
-dip
-salsa
-tortilla chip
-a pepper. blogger also doesnt have a text color for this.

i spent the night with kathryn. we watched THE ATOMIC BRAIN, which is a movie but also is an hour long. i had apple juice. and too many brownies. mmm.

LANE! I RECORDED YOUR BLOOD DRIPS ON NEWSIES SQUARE FINALLY! MORE INCENTIVE FOR YOU TO INVITE ME OVER!

[EDIT] finished restaurant at the end of the universe. ending indeed semi-lame. the rest was ver. good though. my new not-been-dropped-in-the-toilet-at-the-y phone came. so call me all the time. [/EDIT]

Why I'm Falling Over

yesterday i went to skateland at 730. then at 9 i went to morgans. we rented phantom of the opera. we ate leftover pizza. eileen was there also. she drew on my back. very cool, but it smeared. at 130am we started phantom of the opera. good movie that one. emmy rossums voice is nice. so it ended. at 4am we went to bed and at 7 we awoke. at 8 janelle came and took us to the protest. it was good. twentyish people. some kid there said he wasnt with the protest and got all this information from the camp. cool. at any rate, GIVE ME NAP-ERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH

GUYS, SPREAD THE WORD. GET IT OUT OF MEMPHIS. GET IT ANYWHERE YOU CAN.

most of you know all of this, but it needs to be everywhere. take it, share it, spread it. put info on your blogs and livejournals even if you think no one who doesnt already know will read it, cause maybe they will.

REMEMBER: those of you who know the whole scoop, DONT NAME NAMES. we dont want to make it any worse for you know who.

this was on the eyewitness news website. (myeyewitnessnews.com/news/local/story.aspx?content_id=E46B7C69-EBD7-4429-A26F-DFC31CC02016)
Turning Gay Teens Straight Posted: 6/6/2005 10:54:44 PM
Angry protesters battle it out with members of a Mid-South group who are trying to turn gay teens straight! Protesters say the Christian based organization “Love In Action” is brain washing kids and putting them in danger. The program’s organizers say they’re giving gay teens a guide to a straight lifestyle, through prayer.

Reverend John Smid says “The truth is that if someone is expressing themselves homosexually, they are involving themselves in inappropriate sexual conduct.” Smid has been the executive director of “Love In Action” for the past 19 years. He makes no apologies for his strong beliefs about gay and lesbian lifestyles. Smid says he used to be gay, and says sexual exploration by youth is out of control. “Youth are involved in sexual expression through internet pornography through internet communications and physical relationships in heterosexual and homosexual ways, it’s all out of control.” Rev. Smid says “Love In Action” only aligns teens’ sexuality with their parents Christian beliefs.

Protesters showed up in front of the refuge today to protest. Janelle Treibitz says it’s wrong to force kids to participate. “They lump homosexuals with drug and alcohol abuse as if it’s somehow on the same plane, as if it’s something that needs to be treated or healed.”

Protesters fear the long-term effects on families. One protester says “When you have these very natural feelings and you are forced into something like this from your parents who you would hope would be a center of love and guidance and support for you, it’s just a really harmful thing.”

Janelle Treibitz says not every teen needs intervention, rather understanding. “Some of these children are not struggling; they know their sexual identities but parents won’t accept it so they send them here. But those who are struggling and have questions, there are psychologists that can be seen.”

http://www.livejournal.com/users/morgankissboys/ (<--all the protest info is here)
http://www.inoohr.org/ (<--international organization of heterosexual rights. hit it up if youre not quite angry enough yet)
http://www.asafeplace.org (<--the camps webwsite)

every time i think about this whole thing i want to scream. i cant possibly imagine what these kids will go through in these next weeks. show up to these protests, kids. make signs, come ready, and get heard. ill be at them whenever i can. if your parents wont let you go, stay the night at a friends house and go with them in the morning. its time we did something about this. support your friends, support gays, straights, and everyone in between.

whatever happened to god loving everyone?

EDIT
this was myeyewitnessnews.com's daily poll.

Poll Results: Do you agree with programs that try to convert homosexuals to heterosexuals?
Yes: 10.0%
No: 88.8%
I don't know: 1.2%

the good news: most of memphis that voted is on our side. the bad news: Yes: 10.0% who are these people?

UPDATED POLL RESULTS:

Do you agree with programs that try to convert homosexuals to heterosexuals?
Yes: 16.5%
No: 82.3%
I don't know: 1.2%

EDIT II:

FROM THE EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR OF LOVE IN ACTION:"I would rather you commit suicide than have you leave Love In Action wanting to return to the gay lifestyle. In a physical death you could still have a spiritual resurrection; whereas, returning to homosexuality you are yielding yourself to a spiritual death from which there is no recovery." --The Final Indoctrination from John Smid, Director, Love In Action (LIA)

/EDITS

Most Heinous Evening.

that is, i had a weird dream. ill get to it. first i went to spencer mississippi. innocent bystanders would never suspect we were friends, seeing us there with him playing halo [or something] and me reading the entirety of the sisterhood of the traveling pants. but we had like an hour (out of seven) of friendly time. we watched whos line together and i threw a pillow at him for making fun of gilmore girls. it was like in a movie, but we didnt fall in love. there was so much food i almost died. and though i did eat an inordinate amount, it was still less than i would have without some serious determination and spencers friend robert (?) there so i could say "hey, you want this hushpuppy? you want this piece a' meat?" to him.

the tv just said: "no self-respecting van travels anywhere without a sauna." and it said it in some sort of eastern european voice.

our parents and all their friends (none of whom have a daughter but mine) built the biggest fire weve seen in a while cause thats what they do when they get slightly-to-rather drunk. then i read some more. my parents and their friends could think of nothing to say to me all night but "theres sara the smart one reading" and "whatcha reading?" and "youre not finished with that book yet?" and "dont you want a lamp?" listen here: I DO NOT NEED A LAMP. I CAN READ IN THIS LIGHT. STOP TELLING ME ILL HURT MY EYES. sorry, but it was ALL night. anyway, when we headed off at like almost 11, i read in the car by the light of my phone. finished the traveling pants book as we pulled into the driveway and went to bed. kay, now ill get to the dream.

so we were in this place. what this place was varied between a boat and the east gym. i totally forgot the order in which the events took place, so okay. heres all i remember.
1) we (whoever we were) were on this like long term mission or something. aragorn was there. with his two kids. he was a cute daddy. we were sitting outside talking and his kids were cute.
2) my phone rang in the hall on the second floor of the main building (you know in the t) and i ran into the bathroom which was where the stairs are to turn it off but i was all limpy, then i escaped through the back door in one of the stalls back directly into the east gym.
3) there was some natural disaster and i was walking through the ship which had been looted and rolled and stuff and in the back was ashlee simpson and there were these two boys who were maybe like 11 and i told them to go get something for ashlee simpson but they needed a swimsuit to get into the public pool you know so i gave them the batsuit but it was red and they took it and went to get whatever it was they were gonna get.
4) the east gym was way bigger and we had to march in lines and take out the garbage.

like, wtf, mates? i dont even know.

today i went to old navy, tj maxx, and target to find comfy activewear. old navy had tanks for two for ten ducks. then i went to the YMCA for AB ATTACK. man, it lived up to its name. now im going to morgans hizzle. and thats it.

WHAT THE F

in just over a one-week period, i lose three things i need to survive.

(in other news, cooked everything in mouses house, joined the Y, went to mercers party, possibly tied some friendship knots with lilla.)

Sara - (Lena + Amelia + Mouse) = 0

Feelin' Down (again, sorry guys)

yknow what bites?

losing friends.

WHAT.

NO.

why? where is the personality conflict? because i prefer sleep to burns? because i like lo mein? i dont understand.

its summer. where is the love?

Eatin' Good in the Neighborhood

its the obligatory school out post... PART DEUX!
(because last year i had one too)

(i flickr'd, guys: http://flickr.com/photos/honeylight/sets/366853/ )

i spent the beginning hours of the summer embodying the summer mood. after moved, eileen, morgan, and i went to IHOP. then we took mouse home and drove past hunter thompsons house, where there were a million cop cars cause someone was shooting a gun in the air. but justin didnt get arrested. then we went to eileens and swam in the dark for like an hour or more, dried off and slept outside on the trampoline, which was amazing. got up and had pancakes and swam again, walked to the mall and tried on several ridiculous things (actually i found one dress i liked but it was one size too small and cost 54 ducks), walked home, invited devin over and decided to have a lemonade stand in front of justins house without telling him, but he was off for jackson so we decided to do it to mouse cause we'd already made lemonade, but eileen and devin had an impulse and jumped in the pool so we just drank it and swam again, then lay on the hot black trampoline for a while feeling much like iguanas and acquiring a lovely pink hue all the while. but that was just me. when i left my mom and i went to buy her some shoes but we bought me some instead. theyre very summer. one pair is yellow and one is blue. i still want some orange crocs (you know, those rubberyplasticy shoes with the holes all in 'em.)

heres what i know about my exams
latin: probably like a B
choir: 96
gym: probably a 98 cause i forgot how many points a somethinorother was worth
munt: 98
clue: 97
bio: probably like a B

so thats probably four A's and two B's which, considering exams are not my forte (theyre probably my pianissimo), is pretty good. last semester i got four B's and two A's.

novus concert: actual success. there were over 200 people there. sweet. i love you if you came. and listen here,
IF YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD COME AND YOU DONT HAVE A DECENT REASON FOR WHY YOU DIDNT, I HAVE NO PROBLEM HUNTING YOU DOWN AND WREAKING HAVOC UPON YOUR BONES UNTIL I HAVE SMITTEN YOUR RUIN ON THE MOUNTAINSIDE.
moved this weekend was great. i love you if you came. i didnt consider myself all free and clear until almost 5:30 today when i left strike after the last performance. and listen here,
IF YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD COME AND YOU DONT HAVE A DECENT REASON FOR WHY YOU DIDNT, I HAVE NO PROBLEM HUNTING YOU DOWN AND WREAKING HAVOC UPON YOUR BONES UNTIL I HAVE SMITTEN YOUR RUIN ON THE MOUNTAINSIDE.

i repeated for emphasis.

anyway, my family (being me, mom, dad, drew, cody, and cody counts as family now because seriously, when was the last time she slept at HER house?) went to applebees after the show, and i must say the service there has vastly improved. also, their shrimp fettucini alfredo now comes in a bowl. cody and i got almost the same thing, shirley temple and all, except her fettucini alfredo had chicken in it. but it was in a bowl too.

did anyone go to that douglass meeting? or do any lovey bunny rising juniors wanna give me any helpful hints on those dialectical journals? im gunna buy the books tomorrow. well, its my mothers money.

also tomorrow, STAR WARS. im going to see it on the super massive its-like-watching-the-side-of-an-office-building screen downtown. im excited. beifuss liked it. ima get a pretzel. yeewoo.

anyone know of a place thatll hire me at my wee age and pay at least, yknow, almost minimum wage? hit me up.

I Love You Guys

for real.

two more days of exams, a weekend of Moved, then i can sleep off this mess. i really love you guys.

"If you weren't in high school, I'd take you all to a bar right now. We SO need a release." - Mr. Williams

true dat.

mouse, please dont move.

Here's Something I Don't Talk About Ever

well, kids, its roughly midnight between mays 14 and 15. and, kids, we all know being up late without company can get you kinda down. it does me anyway. so im gunna just say a couple of things and you can guess how im feeling. and though i appreciate the "aw i love you" comments, if you can think of something more unique, do. here:

1) the dancing at parties kind of dancing is not something i do.
2) today i wanted to be good but ate several servings of cheetos instead.
3) when i had bronchitis i lost six pounds and gained it back within a month.
4) in my recent effort to slim down, ive gained seven pounds.

heres something else:

1) i miss my hair.
2) it won't be that long again for about five years.
3) i dont have the effort to straighten it every other day.
4) ps: if ive recently said to you jokingly GOD I DID IT JUST FOR YOU, remember that many a truth is said in jest.

one more thing:

mean what you say.

holy moses!

i livejournaled, you guys. what.
www.livejournal.com/~ancilladelectat

It's Not Much, But It's Also 10:39

so, wtf? what happened to the 04-05 school year? im glad i guess, that its been fast, but if all of high school takes three minutes like this has, ill miss all the fun. like. NINE DAYS. and for the next four, i wont sleep much. but s'cool. i can deal, eh? say eh. so then, we bought ice cream. and i want a chocolate-covered animal cracker. and guess what. WE HAVE SOME.

i love you guys, but its tech week. will you see me much? most unlikely. eileen says something like: the ratio of rehearsal to not rehearsal has been staggeringly in favor of rehearsal lately.

true dat, mista.
"git up and hump yourself jim!"

M1 Gr4Mm3R Sk1LlZ PwN U!!1!one!111!!!

Your English Skills:

Grammar: 100%

Punctuation: 100%

Spelling: 100%

Vocabulary: 100%

Does Your English Cut the Mustard?

in other news, today i saw a film called millions at the ridgeway four. its brilliant. thats all you get.

Today, No Verbs.

a schedule...

Friday, 42205
730-215: school
230-4: chamber
4-6: novus
5-730: thespian banquet
8-945: metamorphoses (fabulous both times)
10: home
1001: sleep

Saturday, 42305
11: commencement of novus
1130: awakening
1145: arrival at novus
2: end of novus
2-330: moved rehearsal
345: morgans house
4: home
530-6: shower (glorious)
6-635: dinner
640-650: dishes
7-945: film time et chillaxin with emma, lena, mouse. pleasant.
now: the blog.

less fortunate:
a cough
a headache
a wisdom tooth, perhaps?
a nasty bruise

more fortunate (reasons for happiness):
gabriel damon
nothing in the morning
arrival of some films (HGttG, Batman, War of the Worlds, Star Wars)
one last show with michael ingersoll
Hartazasele, TX
claire danes
four weeks of school
boys with smiles like spot's
smell of apples
the cottars
a book club next year
theatre
a flat pilllow

Another short one

just wanted to acknowledge:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MR MUNTER.

also, hes not coming back next year. why? because hes going to vanderbilt or whatever to get a phd in math. loser. couldnt he wait another year? i will have a sucky algebra: PART DEUX!

one month before today was my birthday. one day after today is peters birthday. so we and mr munter are connected. hes twice my age now, which makes it even weirder than im in love with him.

we have a test tomorrow. dadgum.

hamlet premiere is tomorrow! im excited! but i wont get to see spencer bohren at otherlands. ah well, ill catch him during school.

i bought that stupid datamatch thing. i am compatible with the following:
FIVE asians
two meeks
one jason sullivan
one joseph williams
two evans
one bagpipe-weilding basketballer.

i so win.

thats enough or it wont count as a short post. im pushin it as it is.
im out like stuart dickey in a talkin-smack-about-bush contest.

Back

okay im back.

in short:
didnt write anything good at camp.
i can tell its spring cause everyones dating.
i have a gross cough.
there is a book report due tomorrow.
we MUST have a girly night this weekend.

Gone

gone to lakeshore for the weekend, finally. not lakeSIDE. if you need me, i have my phone. i wont answer, but ill call you back. lovelovelovelove. there must be a god. if there wasnt, this week would never have ended.

P.S. i cant think of a ps. so find robert langdon.

Some Goals

tonight i have:
started my poetry explication
done one fourth of my book report
run a mile
showered
done bio homework

tonight i will:
study for the ch16 test in bio
study for the ch17 test in bio
memorize 18 lines of the highwayman
read 20 pages in the da vinci code

tomorrow i will:
finish my poetry explication
do one more fourth of my book report
memorize 18 more lines of the highwayman
complete whatever math we will have
read 20 more pages in the da vinci code
go to novus

by this weekend i will:
finish my book report
recite all 102 lines of the highwayman
read about 100 pages of the da vinci code
memorize 52 lines in romeo and juliet
tell mr williams i wont be at novus saturday
go to writers retreat and enjoy two days of blessed release from school.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

go shawdy, ish ya burfday, we gon pawdy like ish ya birfday, we gon sip... ovaltine? like ish ya burfday...

yeah. thats enough. but im so old now! of course, you stop feeling older on birthdays between like, 12 and 27, but still. so heres the jones. i think i caught the feel older bug because of a few changes that accompanied this day. like how i got a cell phone. (!!!!) please call me on nights and weekends all the time. 2390825. and you know, i still love you during the day, but 59 second phone calls ARE possible. lets make it happen. another big change many of you know about but some dont, i wont tell you. see for yourself. and also, lena made me buy makeup. not too much, but still. it counts.

friday i went to morgans for star wars. had horrible cramps, but they laid off after a while (thank you aleve!) it was fun anyway. saturday my mother took me all over the place for the best day. we saw janelle at lunch in the little french place where we ate, went by painted planet and java, saw mystery of the nile at the imax, and went to bride and prejudice. yesterday we had dinner at chilis. yaybeans. today is my birthday, and i am going places with ms june because we do it every year. shes supposed to be here... half an hour ago. but you know how the scudders are.

im liking this change. its easier. 10 minutes total? how sweet is that bowl of mushrooms?

im out like justin in a no-mentioning-the-daily-show contest.

Alas, Alas for you

last night a conclusion was reached: jesus is not anorexic.

and for that, he deserves the hug i gave him.


its almost my birthday.

just to keep you busy

Put an x by what you've done...
( ) snuck out of the house
(x) gotten lost in your city
(x) saw a shooting star
(x) been to any other countries besides the united states
( ) had a serious surgery
(x) gone out in public in your pajamas
( ) kissed a stranger
(x) hugged a stranger
( ) been in a fist fight
( ) been arrested
( ) done drugs
( ) Had alcohol
( ) laughed and had milk/coke come out of your nose
( ) pushed all the buttons on an elevator
( ) made out in an elevator
( ) swore at your parents
(x) kicked a guy where it hurts
( ) been in love
(x) been close to love
( ) been to a casino
( ) been skydiving
(x) broken a bone
( ) been high
(x) skinny-dipped
(x) skipped school
( ) flashed someone
( ) saw a therapist
(x) done the splits
(x) played spin the bottle
( ) gotten stitches
(x) drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour
(x) bitten someone
( ) been to Niagara Falls
(x) gotten the chicken pox
( ) kissed a member of the opposite sex
( ) kissed a member of the same sex
( ) crashed into a friend's car
( ) been to Japan
(x) ridden in a taxi
( ) been dumped
( ) shoplifted
( ) been fired
(x) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back
( ) stole something from your job
( ) gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend
(x) had a crush on a teacher/coach
(x) been to Europe
( ) slept with a co-worker
( ) been married
( ) gotten divorced
( ) had children
( ) saw someone die
( ) been to Africa
(x) Driven over 400 miles in one day
( ) Been to Canada
(x) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
( ) Thrown up in a bar
( ) Purposely set a part of myself on fire
( ) Eaten Sushi
( ) Been snowboarding
( ) Been to a moto cross show
( ) lost a child
( ) gone to college
( ) graduated college
( ) done hard drugs
( ) tried killing yourself
(x) taken painkillers
(x) love someone or miss someone right now

well, that actually wasnt very interesting.

imagination, one was awesome this weekend. and last. im so glad it pulled together. i need to send sarah those pictures. we had lenas party friday night. devin, me, peter, morgan, eileen, lena. it was great. i posted some pictures on flickr ( http://flickr.com/photos/honeylight/ ). o devin. what a silly bean.

i have to do my book report tomorrow. the whole thing. at least ive finished the book. o man. i think i can read something i WANT to read now. yeewah. what shall i read? feed? wicked? brave new world? something ELSE? the world may never know.

ANDY HARPER IS GOING TO WHITE STATION NEXT YEAR.
my life is complete.

/This/ is life.

i love time. its so glorious to not be stressed. theres the book report, but that wont be too troublesome. im close to done with angelas ashes. frankly, i think the biggest stress factor in my life at this time is that i kinda have to pee. ive been shoved back into the mindset that blogs are for writing down your thoughts and not telling the world what you did today. so heres my obligatory single-at-valentines thoughts. ready? go:

ive been single every valentines. so what? it a stupid holiday anyway. yknow what i did last valentines? i took kristen to the imax. we had fun. there ya go. yknow what ima do this valentines? nothing. its on a monday. puhLEEZE.

imagination, one has been going well. its really a good show indeed. please come. 8 tomorrow, 8 next friday, 8 next saturday, 3 next sunday. theatreworks. 8 dollars students, 10 adults. you know you wanna.

thoughts on giving up meat for lent: i dont think i like this. its hard. i eat more meat than i thought. no, allow me to rephrase. i eat more than i thought.

i hate food.

im skipping a lot of lines. i dreamed i smoked and it was scary. i feel like im older than i realize. there are things that i think are big deals that are apparently not. people should not be having sex yet. no. its too soon. people should not be doing drugs. jesus. why dont people think drugs are bad? do my friends think im annoying because i want them to be good? do they think im annoying because i dont pack a lunch? yes. those are things that wont change.

jesus, help me believe in you. i want to. and im trying.

FABIANI

FABIANI
Originally uploaded by AChocolateOrange.

hey baebiss. i have time to blog because ms kitts loves us again. she put off the book report o god i love life. so heres a fun treat i found on someones livejournal. oldish post i think.

YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (NAME OF FIRST PET + STREET YOU LIVE ON): Pipi High Point
YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (NAME OF YOUR FAVORITE SNACK FOOD + GRANDFATHERS FIRST NAME) i dont know my grandfathers first name.
YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (FIRST WORD YOU SEE ON YOUR LEFT + FAVOURITE RESTAURANT) Chess Angelina
SOCIALITE ALIAS: (Silliest Childhood Nickname + Town Where You First Partied) Peanut Memphis
"FLY GIRL" ALIAS (a la J. Lo): (First Initial + First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name) S. Ste!
ICON ALIAS: (Something Sweet Within Sight + Any Liquid in Kitchen) Chocolate Santa Coke
DETECTIVE ALIAS: (Favourite Baby Animal + Where You Went to High School) Tiger White Station
BARFLY ALIAS: (Last Snack Food You Ate + Your Favourite Alcoholic Drink) Baked Lays Strawberry Daquerie
SOAP OPERA ALIAS: (Middle Name + Street Where You First Lived) Ellyn High Point
ROCK STAR ALIAS: (Favourite Candy + Last Name Of Favourite Musician)Twix Difranco

eh. okay, so that was more fun before i did it. but wotev. i dreamed about hattie and fish and samurai even though i dont know how to spell that. time to read angela's ashes and may try to construct parallel lines again. i love you all.

and look. fabiani.

I'm Dead I'm Dead I'm Dead I Died I'm Dead

MS KITTS WHY DONT YOU LOVE US ANYMORE?!

Hallelujah, Grace Like Rain

its been too long. im a bad person. and whats worse, im sleepy, so this wont be long.

ill tell you about the bear.
i was dreaming. i bought some listerine pocket packs, the new citrus kind. i went to check the car, and there was a bear, the bear from fox and the hound, sleeping in the car. it woke up and tried to chase me into the house. i locked it in the back yard. there was another bear in the house, just like the other. it attacked me. there was someone else in the house not being helpful just screaming, and the bear was knawing on my hand. it was massive. then a man outside who was being attacked by a huge rabid dog tried to escape into the house but the dog got in. i thought if the bear and the dog mauled each other to death itd solve both our problems. i picked up the bear and threw it at the dog.

ill tell you about mtv.
anna was on made. they interviewed me like, thrice. i got on the show. it aired thursday. national tv. i think its really cool even though mtv is wickedcorrupted and such. i like thinking a lot of people in the country heard me say farfigburgen. i wore hatties shirt. friday she said, "MY shirt. you got credit for my shirt. and now people everywhere think its yours." they played a jig in the background when i was on. spencer was on too, not very long. and bradley. so pretty. we all watched it on the big tv in a conference room at u of m. with pizza.

ill tell you about american eagle.
lena took me shopping today at oak court. because im tired of not having many clothes i like. we went to the following stores i thought id never enter willingly: gap, aeropostale, american eagle, etc. there was a school shirt at aeropostale i wanted for 2 for $20, but i only wanted one and they were too expensive not to get two. at american eagle i found three things i liked and bought two of them. a lovely creamy sweater on sale for 10, and some dark khaki corduroys i adore on sale for twenty. there was an almost knee-length skirt i wanted, but i didnt want to spend more money unless i found a school shirt, so i didnt get it. i really liked it though, and i hope lena remembers that its only $15 and its not too far from my birthday *wink* at payless they had nothing good for once.
i feel horrible for shopping at places at which i used to snarl, but you know, its time to widen my horizens. and i like their clothes. so leemee 'lone.
then i went to target and got a 5 dollar dublin shirt and a cheating school shirt and new underwear. then i went to rehearsal. then i went to finding neverland. it was beautiful.

i love everyone. i want to go to lakeshore and write. i want to be a good christian. i want to wear an 8-10 instead of a 10-12.

thats all.