If I Only Had a Brain.
I'm losing my wits.
No really. I think my intelligence is deteriorating.
I don't know what to do.
The only people who make me feel smart again are the people who make me angry. (David. Tom S. My mother.)
I'm forgetting how to converse intelligently with people.
If I had to choose between perplexed merriment and my intelligence I'd choose the latter.
Even though I highly doubt the former would ever be optional.
I'm stuck in a time warp. I can't remember anything.
I start choir rehearsals tomorrow. I wonder if I'll remember how to sing.
Since when is there no time like the present? Decisions made in the present only lead to regret and consequences in the future. One should at least take a second or two to plan a decision. (Do I live by this principle? Yeah right.)
Wicked by Gregory Maguire was fairly good until the end. I didn't like the ending much at all. The novel definitely raised a lot of good arguments about the nature of evil, and I enjoyed the philosophies.
Kalise Valentine is my girl. I don't know why we didn't end up spending time together this summer. Now the only time we'll be spending together is the time spent doing our AP Physics work. (Kalise makes me feel very smart. We converse a lot about mankind and the way people function.)
Why are online-journal keepers so find of this one-line-per-thought format? Perhaps because it gets his/her point across for documentation purposes without having to expand on every last detail. It actually gives the memory department in the human mind a purpose.
I want the lead role in the school's fall drama this year. Truth be told, I adored playing Mrs. Boyle in The Mousetrap. In fact, if I had the option of choosing any role I wanted in that play, male parts included, I would have picked her. I always play the eccentric characters. Like Abigail in WDL's production of The Crucible. Or Olivia in Twelfth Night. I love playing those kinds of roles. It makes it such a thrill and such a challenge to morph into those characters. But damn it, I deserve the lead for credibility purposes, don't you think? Perhaps it's bad karma to say that. Scratch that.
Hey look, I just expanded on something.
No really. I think my intelligence is deteriorating.
I don't know what to do.
The only people who make me feel smart again are the people who make me angry. (David. Tom S. My mother.)
I'm forgetting how to converse intelligently with people.
If I had to choose between perplexed merriment and my intelligence I'd choose the latter.
Even though I highly doubt the former would ever be optional.
I'm stuck in a time warp. I can't remember anything.
I start choir rehearsals tomorrow. I wonder if I'll remember how to sing.
Since when is there no time like the present? Decisions made in the present only lead to regret and consequences in the future. One should at least take a second or two to plan a decision. (Do I live by this principle? Yeah right.)
Wicked by Gregory Maguire was fairly good until the end. I didn't like the ending much at all. The novel definitely raised a lot of good arguments about the nature of evil, and I enjoyed the philosophies.
Kalise Valentine is my girl. I don't know why we didn't end up spending time together this summer. Now the only time we'll be spending together is the time spent doing our AP Physics work. (Kalise makes me feel very smart. We converse a lot about mankind and the way people function.)
Why are online-journal keepers so find of this one-line-per-thought format? Perhaps because it gets his/her point across for documentation purposes without having to expand on every last detail. It actually gives the memory department in the human mind a purpose.
I want the lead role in the school's fall drama this year. Truth be told, I adored playing Mrs. Boyle in The Mousetrap. In fact, if I had the option of choosing any role I wanted in that play, male parts included, I would have picked her. I always play the eccentric characters. Like Abigail in WDL's production of The Crucible. Or Olivia in Twelfth Night. I love playing those kinds of roles. It makes it such a thrill and such a challenge to morph into those characters. But damn it, I deserve the lead for credibility purposes, don't you think? Perhaps it's bad karma to say that. Scratch that.
Hey look, I just expanded on something.