"Eat more, weigh less." / "That's not a diet, that's a lie."
Danny ordered me to "update, you whore," and so I thought I might. I would like to think it is because he wants to hear about my life, but it is probably actually that everyone was sick of looking at John Donne's poetry, and he was the one who volunteered to tell me that tactfully (with the tasteful addition of "whore").
Regardless, ten exciting aspects of my life:
1. W;T! Everybody must come. Tomorrow. It is the Wednesday event of the year, and I sport a beanie.
2. London's Bitches, a hot new band whose first original single, "I'm a Lovah," will be followed only by covers for the rest of all time. All of the ladies are pretty much in love with B-Dizzle.
3. Jesus is stopping by Book People next week, and Bobby is going to take me for a signing. They will be selling signed copies of the Bible from $500 upwards, and Bobby just got that $500 scholarship. We all know what this means (someone is about to get a new Bible).
4. David Mamet has inspired me to not request that my lines be said with no thought or emotion.
5. Prom is pretty cool, I guess. But even cooler: FREE ROOMS AT THE RADISSON THANKS TO MS. TANYA SCHURR WHO IS PRINCESS OF AUSTIN, TEXAS, AND MY HEART.
6. Best: Free Star Wars tickets thanks to the beautiful girl who sits behind me in Sadistics.
7. Europe this summer is rocking my face. Especially since I am going to intercept the Ellerbrock group and also An Vu (with any luck). Paris. Be there.
8. Today was just great...wow, it felt better than Westlake.
9. My good show notes are just finished, and are so sappy. Seriously, my cast will be sticky after reading them. But Hillary's is giant. You think I'm kidding.
10. I have a party in all of my classes until the rest of the year.
In other news, I am stressed out about the speech and jealous of all of the kids who share the Government AP Test bond. Oh, well. There's always Ooby Dooby. And the choir trip. And European jaunts. And Star Wars. And Orientation. And Thursday. And the shows. And Harry Potter.
Being excited about what's to come is the story of my life. Being content with what I have is, unfortunately, not. But accepting what has passed - there is my true glory, and I'm getting better. Good night, loves.
Regardless, ten exciting aspects of my life:
1. W;T! Everybody must come. Tomorrow. It is the Wednesday event of the year, and I sport a beanie.
2. London's Bitches, a hot new band whose first original single, "I'm a Lovah," will be followed only by covers for the rest of all time. All of the ladies are pretty much in love with B-Dizzle.
3. Jesus is stopping by Book People next week, and Bobby is going to take me for a signing. They will be selling signed copies of the Bible from $500 upwards, and Bobby just got that $500 scholarship. We all know what this means (someone is about to get a new Bible).
4. David Mamet has inspired me to not request that my lines be said with no thought or emotion.
5. Prom is pretty cool, I guess. But even cooler: FREE ROOMS AT THE RADISSON THANKS TO MS. TANYA SCHURR WHO IS PRINCESS OF AUSTIN, TEXAS, AND MY HEART.
6. Best: Free Star Wars tickets thanks to the beautiful girl who sits behind me in Sadistics.
7. Europe this summer is rocking my face. Especially since I am going to intercept the Ellerbrock group and also An Vu (with any luck). Paris. Be there.
8. Today was just great...wow, it felt better than Westlake.
9. My good show notes are just finished, and are so sappy. Seriously, my cast will be sticky after reading them. But Hillary's is giant. You think I'm kidding.
10. I have a party in all of my classes until the rest of the year.
In other news, I am stressed out about the speech and jealous of all of the kids who share the Government AP Test bond. Oh, well. There's always Ooby Dooby. And the choir trip. And European jaunts. And Star Wars. And Orientation. And Thursday. And the shows. And Harry Potter.
Being excited about what's to come is the story of my life. Being content with what I have is, unfortunately, not. But accepting what has passed - there is my true glory, and I'm getting better. Good night, loves.