First entry in a while... and numbers.
Soooo, I totally ditched my LJ forever...
and I think it's getting lonely. Since school and forensics consume my life, that's really all I have to talk about. I know. Exciting, right?
My first two singletons are pretty much amazing. I never have any homework in either one, and it's all music and French. Choir is Sing. 1, and I'm a student worker for Ms. Paduch Sing. 2. I feel all smart in 2nd sing. 'cause everyone's just learning their first verbs, and I'm all AP SuperFemme.
B Block is... math. Hopefully Prob and Stat won't kick my butt. I'm just excited that I won't have to take fiiiinals. HOORAH.
C is Forensics, which is awesome. Mine and Camielle's duet is coming along really well. FINALLY I have the piece that people gather around to watch... and I'm excited about my audition Thursday! Hopefully by then I'll be over my cold. Bleh.
D Block Lettering and Design is almost about to kick my butt. I get really frustrated in there 'cause I get behind I guess 'cause I work slower... but it makes me feel stupid, 'cause I'm not exactly gifted in visual arts...
performing arts, I can do. I basically live to sing and act... but run away fast if I am anywhere near a calligraphy pen or painting/drawing utensils.
Soooo I guess now I'm going to do one of those numbered things. Y'know, where you just write stuff to people with no names on it and people can just guess which one is theirs... or not.
1. I hate it that we don't talk anymore. I hate it that every time I see you, it seems like there's no time to talk to me. I didn't think this would happen in high school, especially 'cause until recently, it seems that we've continued to be pretty close friends, but now... we're just not. And it seems like a waste of about 4 years to just not be friends our senior year. I still luff youuu.
2. I miss you. every. single. day. And I know I'm TOTALLY overly melo-dramatic about missing you, and I know you're ONLY at college and sometimes I basically act like you're dead and I'm never going to see you again ever. I guess it's just a shock... to see someone pretty much every day for a year... and then they're not always there anymore. It's hard. But Thanksgiving, you'll be here, and we'll belt our showtunes... and brush up on our amazing dance moves... and hopefully get to play some flashlight tag... and life will be better. =) ilu, bff.
3. Je sais que ta famille te manque, mais je suis contente tu es ici de m'enseigne.
4. I absolutely love you. You're my best friend, so DUH. I love how we always have the greatest time together EVER... it never ends! But I must admit, I am freaking jealous of you. You just don't know. You're way talented, and so much more independent/more courageous than I am. I can't really explain...I guess it's just 'cause I'm a weiner and I'm scared of EVERYTHING.
5. Awww you're just little! I love that we're just there for each other when one of us needs a support system. And we're the coolest tri-lingual-conversation having, harmonizing skanks in the entire world. Love ya, betch.
6. You're just about one of my favorite people. Thanks for being a friend when I need one and for the endless laughs... You're one of the most talented and funny people I've ever met. DustParticle Cooter luffs you!
7. I think the path you chose is a very destructive one. Your entire situation and your family have taught me a LOT, though. Although I already know you can't let people step on you (my mother taught me that), along the opposite side of the spectrum, if you love someone, you can't just leave them to rot. Forgiveness has always been something I really didn't know the meaning of very well perhaps until this year...but maybe I'm seeing it and dismissing it as foolishness. All I can do is pray that things will get better for you... you all have to make whatever choices are right for you.
8. I really miss you, and have since you left us just before sophomore year. You were one of my favorite teachers... you taught me so much about music, and showmanship, although you were a liiiittle crazy. But I do realize that if you hadn't left, I wouldn't have learned so much about being dedicated to the music even though the conditions (i.e. having a new teacher...) weren't exactly great, and I wouldn't have the chance to shoot for my dreams and be in a musical. Nevertheless, you made freshman year amazing... and if you ever decided to come back to DB... I would have to decide to roll your house, because by then, I would be graduated.
Okay, eight is all I felt like doing. I'm hungry... and I think perhaps my cold might be a little better. Yay.
and I think it's getting lonely. Since school and forensics consume my life, that's really all I have to talk about. I know. Exciting, right?
My first two singletons are pretty much amazing. I never have any homework in either one, and it's all music and French. Choir is Sing. 1, and I'm a student worker for Ms. Paduch Sing. 2. I feel all smart in 2nd sing. 'cause everyone's just learning their first verbs, and I'm all AP SuperFemme.
B Block is... math. Hopefully Prob and Stat won't kick my butt. I'm just excited that I won't have to take fiiiinals. HOORAH.
C is Forensics, which is awesome. Mine and Camielle's duet is coming along really well. FINALLY I have the piece that people gather around to watch... and I'm excited about my audition Thursday! Hopefully by then I'll be over my cold. Bleh.
D Block Lettering and Design is almost about to kick my butt. I get really frustrated in there 'cause I get behind I guess 'cause I work slower... but it makes me feel stupid, 'cause I'm not exactly gifted in visual arts...
performing arts, I can do. I basically live to sing and act... but run away fast if I am anywhere near a calligraphy pen or painting/drawing utensils.
Soooo I guess now I'm going to do one of those numbered things. Y'know, where you just write stuff to people with no names on it and people can just guess which one is theirs... or not.
1. I hate it that we don't talk anymore. I hate it that every time I see you, it seems like there's no time to talk to me. I didn't think this would happen in high school, especially 'cause until recently, it seems that we've continued to be pretty close friends, but now... we're just not. And it seems like a waste of about 4 years to just not be friends our senior year. I still luff youuu.
2. I miss you. every. single. day. And I know I'm TOTALLY overly melo-dramatic about missing you, and I know you're ONLY at college and sometimes I basically act like you're dead and I'm never going to see you again ever. I guess it's just a shock... to see someone pretty much every day for a year... and then they're not always there anymore. It's hard. But Thanksgiving, you'll be here, and we'll belt our showtunes... and brush up on our amazing dance moves... and hopefully get to play some flashlight tag... and life will be better. =) ilu, bff.
3. Je sais que ta famille te manque, mais je suis contente tu es ici de m'enseigne.
4. I absolutely love you. You're my best friend, so DUH. I love how we always have the greatest time together EVER... it never ends! But I must admit, I am freaking jealous of you. You just don't know. You're way talented, and so much more independent/more courageous than I am. I can't really explain...I guess it's just 'cause I'm a weiner and I'm scared of EVERYTHING.
5. Awww you're just little! I love that we're just there for each other when one of us needs a support system. And we're the coolest tri-lingual-conversation having, harmonizing skanks in the entire world. Love ya, betch.
6. You're just about one of my favorite people. Thanks for being a friend when I need one and for the endless laughs... You're one of the most talented and funny people I've ever met. DustParticle Cooter luffs you!
7. I think the path you chose is a very destructive one. Your entire situation and your family have taught me a LOT, though. Although I already know you can't let people step on you (my mother taught me that), along the opposite side of the spectrum, if you love someone, you can't just leave them to rot. Forgiveness has always been something I really didn't know the meaning of very well perhaps until this year...but maybe I'm seeing it and dismissing it as foolishness. All I can do is pray that things will get better for you... you all have to make whatever choices are right for you.
8. I really miss you, and have since you left us just before sophomore year. You were one of my favorite teachers... you taught me so much about music, and showmanship, although you were a liiiittle crazy. But I do realize that if you hadn't left, I wouldn't have learned so much about being dedicated to the music even though the conditions (i.e. having a new teacher...) weren't exactly great, and I wouldn't have the chance to shoot for my dreams and be in a musical. Nevertheless, you made freshman year amazing... and if you ever decided to come back to DB... I would have to decide to roll your house, because by then, I would be graduated.
Okay, eight is all I felt like doing. I'm hungry... and I think perhaps my cold might be a little better. Yay.