I Hope You Had The Time of Your Life

So I decided I'm done blogging about my life. Now I"m going to blog my fake people's lives in a new story I'm working on!!! So I will say farewell here and delete this in a week. You guys can keep a lookout for my fake people!!!!! <3>

ON HOLIDAY!!!

Today.

The biggest thing that happened today was during D.S. Alex, Lyra, and I had our first band practice. We worked on Green Day's Holiday, and it went awfully well! I am so excited!

During lunch, I also plated for Stammtisch. The only problem is I didn't know German songs, so I couldn't sing. It sucked. LOL.

Well, Tchüss!

Pay Attention to the Cracked Streets and the Broken Homes

Gotta make it short.
Got shots. Went to the M's. Started band with Lyra and Alex and Hadlea.
g2g

Don't Knock it Until You've Tried It

Lol This is my friend Jake Horton and I. Once again, it's crossdresser week at CCA. LOL I look so scared. I actually gave the boys money today. It takes a secure man to do this.

Well, I don't really have time to type about the past few days. Yesterday was a snow day...other than that, nothing happened...other than a snowball fight in Wal Mart with Kym and Blair. LOL. Actually...it wasn't funny. The idea is funny, but the consequences weren't.

Tonight's my podium. Wish me luck!!!

Deine Emily

I Don't Need No Accuser to Try and Slag Me Down Because I Know You're Right

So...anyone figure out yet where I get my titles?

Today was an ordinary day. So was yesterday, except for the crossdressers. A part of me died. We're doing this powder-puff pageant to raise money for the junior's prom...The whole thing was my idea, but now I regret presenting it...Oh, well. If it makes us money...then let boys be girls.

This morning, Shelbi sold me the Green Day poster she didn't want and accidentally bought. It was actually one I didn't already have. It was amazing!!! I love it, but I don't have room on my bedroom walls for it. I was making a joke with Frau Claypool, and I said, "I got this poster from Shelbi, but I don't have room on my walls for it. Can I hang it in your room and not pay attention to your class?"

First she got onto me, but then, she said if I laminated it, she would hang it up!!! At first I was excited, but then I remembered that not a lot of people like Green Day, so I might not want to do it. Poeple would draw on it. -_- Might still do it anyway.

First block, we were analyzing a story. Lame.

Second, I was reading a German story. Fun ^^

Third, we watched performers from a music club. They were pretty awesome.

Fourth, I did my article for ArtsMag. I did Top Ten Love Songs for Your Valentine. It was kinda hard, because what do I know about it? I was also trying to be diverse and still put a little me into it. The only problem is people think I'm wierd. LOL. People at THIS school think I'M wierd.

Well, that's all for now, folks!

A Smart-@$*, but I'm Playin' Dumb

<-This picture was taken at Korean's a long time ago (back when I was dating Landon). It's cute! I've edited it some.

So, has anyone else noted the trend with my blog titles??? If you get it right, then you get a cookie!!! If you know me well, that won't be hard.

First block, we didn't do much. I think the highlight was hearing Jason say that he actually likes American Idiot more than all the other Green Day CDs and there's nothing wrong with it. That made me happy, because he's not a conformist who's just saying it; he actually believes it. I personally find the old stuff better, but hearing that made me sooo happy.

Second block was German. Hooray for German!

During lunch, I stayed in the library and worked on the last blog. Today was the kick-off of the powder puff pagent. Believe me, seeing guys in drag was TOTALLY wierd. Talk about a guy in a blonde wig and low dress and a hairy chest. Oh my dog. The sad part is...I was the one who suggested this fund raiser XD! LOL!

Third, we had Winds. I love Winds. Our first-chair flute player helped conduct today, which was very nice. He looks kinda like Jonny Depp. It was very nice. LOL.

Fourth is now. I should prolly be working on my article :-/. I had an Ask Mary to write...but since I didn't have any advice to ask for, I did a smart-aleck one: here it is:

I absolutely adore this band, and because they're so amazing, I can't seem to fall in love with anyone else. I figured it was because I was in love with the members themselves, but anytime I tried to imagine being married to them, I felt wierd. I think it's just the music in itself that I am in love with...so I think I want to become a nun to it. Is it possible for me to marry music? What is this I'm feeling? Is it dangerous? Please help!!!

~Pathetic Girl with Who's Smart-Alek on Homework Assignments Who Doesn't Really Need Advice But Thank You Anyway...

I know. WOW. Totally wierd.

Anyway...I'll leave you with the song of the day. Gotta go scare me up some tabs.

Going to Pasalaqua

Green Day

Here we go again, infatuation touches me just when I thought that it would end./Oh but then again it seems much more than that but I'm not sure exactly what you're thinking./Well, I toss and turn all night,thinking of your ways of affection./But to find that it's not different at all./Will I throw away my past mistakes and contemplate my future?/That's when I say...what the hey!?!/Would we last forever?/You and I together, hand in hand?/We run away (far away)/I'm in for nasty weather/But I'll take whatever you can give that comes my way yeah (far away).

We're Living in Repetition

Ha ha I look like a cardboard stand-up in this picture (so my mommy says):

<- ha ha shaki make funny face ^^ Hallo, my beloved readers!

So next Friday, my Novella class is having a podium at a coffee place called Charles and Myrtle’s. I wanted to prepare something extra-special for this event, so I finally successfully wrote “Fermata Me,” a poem that’s been lingering on the edge of my mind for a long time. It’s a play on words using musical terms. I can’t wait to perform it!

Saturday, I didn’t do much. I just hung out at home and then went out with the people who live in the house. I’m kind of sick of eating out. I have no self control when I do. The places have salads, but HONESTLY! Who gets a salad at Captain D’s? It’s easier for me to eat healthy at home. Anyway, with my new dream, I need to get into shape and have better eating habits!!! I want to be a belly dancer! Like Shakira! I got a Shakira concert DVD Saturday night, and oh my gosh, it TOTALLY inspired me! My mom gave me a copy of the summer classes offered at Chatt State, and belly dancing is one of them! However, they start in February, so I need to start getting into shape now. I really want her body. That would make me happy. And I’d be healthy. And have an awesome, new skill. I think it’s going to be totally beneficial.

Sunday, I went to church. I almost went to the M’s house, but Mrs. M still doesn’t feel well. It’s all good though! I want her to get better! I still got my Tinker Bell jacket back (along with everything else I loaned them) because Korean met me and gave them to me. That was cool.

I decided to make my list of heroes (that aren’t friends/family):

1.Green Day-for their musical inspiration and teaching me to be myself and not let anyone control who I am.
2.Shakira-for her awesome stage performances and mad belly dancing skills. She’s definitely my female role-model.
3.The Brothers Grimm-for their amazing fairy tales and vast knowledge of language.

Anyway, that was my weekend. Not totally eventful, but very much enjoyed.

Song on my heart of the weekend:

POEMS TO A HORSE

Shakira

You're too far to bring you close

And too high to see below

Just hangin' on your daily dose

I know you never needed anyone

But the rolling papers for your grass

How can you give what you don't have

You keep on aiming for the top

And quit before you sweat a drop

Feed your empty brain

With your hydroponic pot

Start out playing with yourself

You get more fun within your shell

Nice to meet you but I gotta go my wayI'll leave again

`cause I've been waiting in vain

But you're so in love with yourself

If I say my heart is sore

Sounds like a cheap metaphor

So I won't repeat it no more

I rather eat my soup with a fork

Or drive a cab in New York

`Cause to talk to you is harder work

So what's the point of wasting all my words

If it's just the same or even worse

Than reading poems to a horse

You keep on aiming for the top

And quit before you sweat a drop

Feed your empty brain

With your hydroponic pot

I bet you'll find someone like you

`Cause there's a foot for every shoe

I wish you luck but I've other things to do

I'll leave again `cause I've been waiting in vain

But you're so in love with yourself

If I say my heart is sore

Sounds like a cheap metaphor

So I won't repeat it no more

ha. I had no clue this song was about a druggie boyfriend til now. shakira doesn't always enunciate well.