"That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight..."
There's something settling to snapping all four closures of a guitar case shut. Especially after you've sung yourself a lullabye. Yeah yeah, and don't call me cute for doing so. :P "Mr Tambourine Man" makes the best lullabye.
Tonight we had a grad banquet for all the seniors at our church. It was 50s themed, so of course I had to come dressed for it. :P I arranged my hair into a beehive, makeuped accordingly, and skirt/sweater/pearls combo is ace every time. One of the ladies came up to me and said that she graduated in '54 and that I looked right out of the high school she went to! ^^ Yeah, but now everyone's all sentimental about us graduating and going off to college. Eh, I better get calloused up to the sappiness real quick, because it'll come fast.
Tomorrow's the last Thursday of school! We have the Senior Tea tomorrow. (don't ask. It's where all the parents come and we get all sentimental about graduating, lol. It involves the slideshow I've been working on too...yikes.) And next week contains finals, and then immediately after the last final on Thursday, we leave for our senior trip (busing straight to Disneyland's Grad Night! It goes from 11 pm till 6 am...and that's only the first leg of our journey!! ^^) But before all that recklessness (Eee!), we have the Fiesta Football games on Friday after the Senior Tea. We have four teams, Senior girls and boys and Junior girls and boys. It's flag football, but we're going to pulverize the junior girls! :P We had practice today. It's gunna be fierce enough for Tyra, lemmie just say that. :P
I'm honestly still scared for my grades though. I have missing work...and I dunno if I'll even attempt to accomplish it over the weekend. :\ We'll see. Ugh, I just want to focus on organizing everything for graduation. I can't even start to think about schoolwork...which is supposed to take precedence! >.< I hate my life sometimes. Is it any wonder that I can be skilled at dressing up in costume, making slideshows, preparing for graduation shindigs, and yet people STILL can't attribute useful things like that to a grade?!
Sometimes I feel really unappreciated. It's almost as if all my skills and talents were covered up. The only time I get any recognition at all is usually when I flaunt it about...and even then it won't get the time of day because I'm the one interrupting their lives to present my accomplishment. I was so proud when I bound myself an entire journal...but after that weekend, it was like nobody even saw me writing in it nonstop! And I take time to plan out what I wear each day, actually having a picture in mind of what I'm going for (i.e. mod Twiggy style, or piratey, or even a military sort of style), but everyone sees the same select few people who dress...plain. "Oh, what a lovely black shirt! I love how you layered it with that grey one!" >.< Is it just me that appreciates the costumey influences? The *WORST* though is that nobody seems to notice/care that I play guitar/piano/can sing/write... Every time it comes up they seem confused. Maybe because you can't exactly go UP to people and shove your poetry in their face...maybe THAT'S why you don't know I write it. >.< They're perplexed that I want to major in music because I hadn't participated in the music program at our school (small, low-budgeted, and life-sucking...it's awful. Nobody there cares a drip about music at all). Just because I hadn't gotten the memo that I needed to give a constant daily feed to the world that I had learned a new guitar song or written another piece, doesn't mean that I don't do creative things!
*siiigh* I'm tired of being bypassed. And when I bring it up to an unbiased third-party, like...here, actually is a good example, there's only compliments and no criticism. *shrugs* It's easy to be in awe of another man's field of expertise.
I'm ready to graduate and FLEE this place...because after *counts on fingers* 9 years with these people, they still hardly know me.
Katrina
Ps- "I think I thought I heard you cry"...oh yeah, we're going to the REM concert on Saturday in early celebration of my mom's birthday. ^^
Tonight we had a grad banquet for all the seniors at our church. It was 50s themed, so of course I had to come dressed for it. :P I arranged my hair into a beehive, makeuped accordingly, and skirt/sweater/pearls combo is ace every time. One of the ladies came up to me and said that she graduated in '54 and that I looked right out of the high school she went to! ^^ Yeah, but now everyone's all sentimental about us graduating and going off to college. Eh, I better get calloused up to the sappiness real quick, because it'll come fast.
Tomorrow's the last Thursday of school! We have the Senior Tea tomorrow. (don't ask. It's where all the parents come and we get all sentimental about graduating, lol. It involves the slideshow I've been working on too...yikes.) And next week contains finals, and then immediately after the last final on Thursday, we leave for our senior trip (busing straight to Disneyland's Grad Night! It goes from 11 pm till 6 am...and that's only the first leg of our journey!! ^^) But before all that recklessness (Eee!), we have the Fiesta Football games on Friday after the Senior Tea. We have four teams, Senior girls and boys and Junior girls and boys. It's flag football, but we're going to pulverize the junior girls! :P We had practice today. It's gunna be fierce enough for Tyra, lemmie just say that. :P
I'm honestly still scared for my grades though. I have missing work...and I dunno if I'll even attempt to accomplish it over the weekend. :\ We'll see. Ugh, I just want to focus on organizing everything for graduation. I can't even start to think about schoolwork...which is supposed to take precedence! >.< I hate my life sometimes. Is it any wonder that I can be skilled at dressing up in costume, making slideshows, preparing for graduation shindigs, and yet people STILL can't attribute useful things like that to a grade?!
Sometimes I feel really unappreciated. It's almost as if all my skills and talents were covered up. The only time I get any recognition at all is usually when I flaunt it about...and even then it won't get the time of day because I'm the one interrupting their lives to present my accomplishment. I was so proud when I bound myself an entire journal...but after that weekend, it was like nobody even saw me writing in it nonstop! And I take time to plan out what I wear each day, actually having a picture in mind of what I'm going for (i.e. mod Twiggy style, or piratey, or even a military sort of style), but everyone sees the same select few people who dress...plain. "Oh, what a lovely black shirt! I love how you layered it with that grey one!" >.< Is it just me that appreciates the costumey influences? The *WORST* though is that nobody seems to notice/care that I play guitar/piano/can sing/write... Every time it comes up they seem confused. Maybe because you can't exactly go UP to people and shove your poetry in their face...maybe THAT'S why you don't know I write it. >.< They're perplexed that I want to major in music because I hadn't participated in the music program at our school (small, low-budgeted, and life-sucking...it's awful. Nobody there cares a drip about music at all). Just because I hadn't gotten the memo that I needed to give a constant daily feed to the world that I had learned a new guitar song or written another piece, doesn't mean that I don't do creative things!
*siiigh* I'm tired of being bypassed. And when I bring it up to an unbiased third-party, like...here, actually is a good example, there's only compliments and no criticism. *shrugs* It's easy to be in awe of another man's field of expertise.
I'm ready to graduate and FLEE this place...because after *counts on fingers* 9 years with these people, they still hardly know me.
Katrina
Ps- "I think I thought I heard you cry"...oh yeah, we're going to the REM concert on Saturday in early celebration of my mom's birthday. ^^