Quote of the Day:
"I maintain that he kicked himself in the groin." - If you guess the character and movie, you... get a cookie!

Heh. Lesbian comidiennes rock. At least, the two I saw last night do.

"You see, there's this thing about gay people that straght's just don't get. I'm not quite sure how to put it, 'cause it's sorta... oh yeah, that's it! **Bluntly** We look just like you!"

And another:

"We were dirving along **Mimes driving**... I was driving. As you can tell from this handy mime here! **Looks at how she's miming driving** Who actually drives like this? How do you turn? **Keeps hands unnaturally close for driving, as she's been miming, and turns the "wheel", oddly** I drive like this: **Mimes holding the wheel at the bottom with one hand, the other arm's elbow resting in the "window"**. Actually, I drive like this: **Raises elbow muchly**, 'cause I drive a big truck. **sarcasticly** Surprise! **Normal** I also have a big dog, a cat, and this is the only shirt I have that isn't flannel. I'm the most stereotypical lesbiam you'll ever meet. It's not my fault! All those other women copied me!"

Unfortunately, I don't remember their names...

Whee. Spring break. Yahoo...

**Keels over and dies of non-excitement**

Snow day!

Woo!

Red? Red is cool. Green is better, but red is cool.

I tooka "Which breakfast clubber are you?" test, but it won't give me my results. Stupid...

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Whee. I don't know which is better. When a test is completely and totally right, or when it's really, really wrong.

Quote of the Day:
"Anne's Mom: What's this about "it's gay and Gundam Wing"?

Anne: Nothing. I'm just talking to Chris...

Anne's Mom: Which friend is that? The gay one?

Anne: Gee, Mom, I'm glad you categorize these things...*rolls eyes* Remind me never to discuss things with you, kay? " - Um... It's pretty obvious who it is...

Rrg.

I hate my school system's superintendent.

"Oh, it's snowing horribly and is really windy, the roads aren't clear in the city, so they must be absoulutely horrible in the country, and every school between here and Cleveland is taking a snow day. I see ne reason to use one today."

I'm sure he never actually said or thought that, but that's what train of logic he (somehow) followed.

Eventually, we did get let out of school early, but when there's only half an hour left, there's not much of a point...

Well, I didn't get to the meeting.

My ride couldn't go because... Well, she didn't give a precise reason, but she couldn't go. Ah well. Something else to bug her about. ^_^

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Oh yeah. I also meant to say that tomorrow, I'm going to a PFLAG meeting with freinds. I'm surprised that they are held anywhere within fifty miles of this culturally deprived and entretainment-less hellhole some like (yeah, right) to call Sandusky/Perkins/Cedar Point-ville. (Okay, nobody calls it "Cedar Point-ville", but they might as well, it's more accurate a name, if you think about it. Unfortunately.)

And, I lied to my parents successfully for the first time in, oh, forever! It's sorta bad, but it means I get to go to the meeting without questions, so I don't really care if it's minorly immoral. And sorta Commandment-breaking. Not that I believe that all commandemts are equal or anything. Besides, I'm still honoring them in a way. I'm sure they;re happier/not as worried/better off somehow this way. Yeah, I know. Shut up, will ya! I said I know! ^_^ Heh. Sorry.

I typed out the whole "Fun Song" from Spongebob as a quote of the day, and then my computer did that stupid thing where hitting backspace takes you back a page. AFTER I'D USED IT, LIKE, EIGHTY TIMES TYPING OUT THE FIRST 99 PERCENT OF THE SONG!!!!!

*Whaps the computer*

It's a great song, too...

(Revised) Quote of the Day: (I used backspace with no problems about five times in that, 'cause I'm too lazy to go back with the cursor when I realize I made a typo a few letters [or words] back. Add about ten to that.)
"F is for fire that burn's down the whole town,
U is for Uranium... bomb!
N is for No surviiivoooors! WHEN YOU'RE- **Is cut off by Spongebob**" -Plankton, form "The Fun Song" from Spongebob.

Test Results

You think of yourself as being dark, pretty, nature-y, and green.

Others think of you as being ruthless, efficient, smart, and bitchy.

Your relationships can be described as open, home-like, comforting, and fun.

When stressed, you feel nothing.

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Yeah, I see myself as the color green, everybody else as cats, and relationships as a body of water. And a big white room is so stressfull...

(Take the test to understand)

Well, the show is over. It went okay last night. A few things better than Fri., a few worse. The cast party was great. Despite the fact that we just finished the musical, we watched it because we'd never seen most of the stuff from the audience, especially with costumes and makeup and such. (People are allowed to tape at dress rehearsal) Watching it was sorta like wathcing Rocky Horror, except we were watching our production of Bye bye Birdie, and we didn't have props. (I haven't actually seen Rocky HOrror, though, just heard about what goes on...) We were all singing along loudly to things we never sing, singing the right notes for the two guys who can't sing but got main parts 'cause one can act, and the other can act okay and resembles Elvis a tad.

Cast party went until 1 AM, and freshman Megan gave us a 10-minute warning 'til St. Patrick's day, and it was funny seeing all the people runnoing around to get green. I decided to just trust Emily about her "I have a green M&M in my bra"

Quotes of the Recent Days:

"You don't need to worry: you're either sick, or you're healthy. If you're healthy, there's nothing to worry about. If you're sick, one of two things happens: either you get better, or you die. If you get better, there's nothing to worry about. If you die, one of two things happens: either you go to heaven, or you go to hell. If you go to heaven, there's nothing to worry about. If you go to hell, you'll be to busy talking with all your freinds to worry about anything." - Irish proverb

"In every girl's life, there comes a point where she wants to have sex with me." - Luke, who is nowhere near as self-centered as that makes him sound, mind you.

Well, the show's over, and it went well. A few things could've been better ("He was born in Indochina... Undernea-hm hm hm hm.... Very poor, etc. [If you don't know the lyrics, the girl playing Rosie screwed up..], Luke missing an "Oh, my baby, oh yeah" at the end of Honestly Sincere.), but otherwise, the show was fine. ONe more show, then....

THE CAST PARTY!!! WHEEE!!!

Opening night tonight! I need to be there by 6:30 for makeup & hair straightening and nice-ifying. Show starts at 8.

WHEE! ^_____^

Anne, you didn't tell me it was your birthday!

If I could make pretty images on the computer, I would.

If I could be there in person to say "Hapy birfday, Anne!" and hand you the biggest container of Pocky in the world, I would.

Failing that... SUPER SPECIAL HAPPY HAPPY BIRFDAY HAPPY DANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!

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It's your birfday...

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It's your birfday...

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It's your happy, happy, happyhappy biiiiiiiirfday!

*Pose*

How was that?

This week sucks ass.

Not only has the musical entered Hell Wekk, but track starts this week. Track ends at 5 or later, and musical starts at 5:30. I don't get dinner this week, I guess. Especially on wed. when we have dress rehearsal, and I need to report for makeup at 5. Thursday, the day I have off of musical, I have my last session of driving school, to make up for the one I missed the Thurs. I left for VT.

Woo.

And chorus members really need to know when they have to be onstage. It was a problem last year, and it's one this year. And some of the actors need to learn how to improv. Luke couldn't change quickly enough to enter at his cure, and the three (maybe four, I can't see the whole stage from backstage) actors/tresses onstage couldn't think of anything to say. Pff.

And I've been flooded with homework... The history report due today? Due Wed, meaning I get to work my ass off finishing the half of the report I wasn't able to write yesterday. But I don't have time for that. I'm waking up at 5 am, just so that I don't fail, and I'm gonna be dead just from all the work I'm doing. I really don't need sleep deprivation on top of that...

Especially becouse it lowers my inhibitions, which is starting to make me worry, 'cause even with inhibitions, there are I couple guys I flirt with, 'cause they think I'm joking, 'cause they do the same type of thing, joking. I really need to get back to my report. (Read: I'm done blogging, but will be firther ditracting myself online.)

I taste a bit like Almonds. Mmm, the taste of almonds - anathema to many with nut allergies, and a bad sign for many more, as my taste is not unlike that of cyanide. Am I good or am I poison? A risky thing to guess about. What Flavour Are You?

According to my (more detailed than the thingy given to put on my site) results, if I were not Almond, I would be...

I taste like Nuclear Waste. Delicious. Tasting like nuclear waste is a good thing - nothing bites me, nothing eats me, few things even touch me. I appreciate the solitude my harsh exterior brings. What Flavour Are You?

I just found out that the actress who played the original Yellow Ranger dies. The day after my birthday last year. Which means that I can't use that in my history project that I procrastinated semi-horribly on, then discovered was due a week earlier than I thought and is due tomorrow, dammit!

It's sad 'cause a part of my early childhood is gone, but, although I feel kinda crappy for feeling this way, WHY COULD'NT SHE HAVE GOTTEN INTO THAT CAR CRASH SEATBELT-LESS A DAY SOONER? Hun? Why not? IT WOULD'VE BEEN GREAT FOR MY PROJECT! I WOULDN'T HAVE NEEDED TO DO RESEARCH!

**Goes back to report**

I just finished Escaflowne.

The ending had me this close to crying, which was difficult enough before I became depredded and emotionally near-dead like I am now.

Meaning that if you haven't seen the series, go do it, NOW!

Andyway, I have a history project due Monday that I thought I had another week on, so if you see me online tommorow, don't talk to me! I don't need any distractions. You can talk to me tonight, though.

BTW Anne, could you send me the drawing for the layout? I wanna see it.

"You are a very sensitive person and you try hard - (perhaps a little too hard) - to make favourable impressions and to be recognised by your peers... But you have that inherent need to feel appreciated and admired. You are easily hurt if all of your endeavours go by unappreciated or not acknowledged. stop trying so hard

You enjoy taking part in anything that may constitute fun and excitement. You need to be stimulated and need to feel that "Life is worth living" and you are awaiting that stimulation and you don't particularly care where it comes from .!

"Compromise" is the name of the game at this time...and it is the only way by means of which you can avoid being deprived of the love and affection you so rightly deserve...so soften up a little.. be flexible.

You are pretending that the situation around you doesn't matter, but the effort of trying to conceal your emotions and anxieties is resulting in untold stress. The existing situation is disagreeable. You feel unwanted and lonely and you would really like to associate with someone whose ideals are as high as your own. You want to be above the standard of mediocrity... and this need to be needed and that need to need has almost become an obsession. You are trying to magnify the need into a compelling urge. You would really like to tell the world how great you are.. but no.. you are holding back because you feel that your peers may treat you with contempt. This is a great pity because you have in fact a unique quality of character but the continual restraint that you impose on yourself make you suppress this need for others and you pretend you don't really care. You treat those who criticise you with contempt. However, to be honest ... beneath this assumption of indifference you really long for the approval and esteem of others.

You need to be respected as an exceptional individual. This is the only way that you can hope to achieve the status that you wish to achieve. You set yourself very high standards ... and come what may ... you abide by them."

My Colorgenics profile, at the moment.

How the hell is it so accurate?

A Suincoast employee called about 2.75903 seconds ago. My Esca tape is in! I won't be able to pick it up until tomorrow, though. Then I've got 3 hours of watching to do to finish the series. But it;s not like it's work or anything, it's just gonna distract me from more important things, like my history project that requires three paragraphs (or more) on 40 or so events that happened on my birthday in various years from various categories. (Births, deaths, int'l events, nat'l events, entertainment and an editorial topic.) And it's in mewspaper form.

Ah well.

I sould at least start the research... after I watch the tapes.

What is your meaning of life?

Makes a surprising amount of sense. I've always had a sneaking suspicion that as soon as I ever become truly happy, I'll die. ~_^

Well, I didn't have time in Latin to check out BotC, but the computer is all better. I hope.

Not for the easily surprised. But kinda funny if you don't surprise easily.

I had ingrown toenail surgery again. Y'know, if I had normal pain tolerance, I would've noticed sooner...

I have a little time in Latin, so I'mletting you all know that my computer's being screwy yet again which is why I haven't been on since Thursday.

And now to find a link to BotC in the archives so I can check up there...