Sunday, March 02, 2008
9:48 February 08
Happy March!
It's been forever since the last post, but it's been a pretty hectic time.
October and November went well, nothing too out of the ordinary happened. December wasn't exactly memorable, either, but it was nice to spend part of Christmas with Doug. January started off rough, and then proceeded to get worse. And February has been a truly horrible month. So glad it's over.
February started off much the same as January. Doug got kicked out of my house - indefinitely. Later that same day I got a rejection letter from my top choice college. I spent that whole week was tense and worried.
The next week one of my friends, who has had cancer for a very long time, passed away. Practically the whole school went to his memorial service that Saturday, it was hard to see his coffin, and it is hard to accept that this has happened. I miss Ryan more than I could ever say.
Afterwards I got sick (the flu?) had a pretty alright Valentines Day with Doug. The next week or so was incredibly stressful - I had to choose to not partake in one of my favorite activities, the school musical.
On the last day of February Doug and I went to see my schools production of Footloose. I am incredibly proud of Bennett and the rest of crew, they did a fantastic job.
As for March: Doug and I went to a Gogol Bordello show. Gogol rocked, except that the entire audience was awful. I did manage to get myself elbowed in the face, and lost one of my lenses. I've essentially been blinded, until we can get them fixed later this week. Although I might just get myself new glasses. It's really horrible, being unable to see properly. But, hey, the rest of this weekend went pretty well, Doug and I worked super hard to finish all the characters, sets and pictures of the claymation story book I'm making for my culminating project. It looks pretty good so far.
Hope your last few months were better than mine!
It's been forever since the last post, but it's been a pretty hectic time.
October and November went well, nothing too out of the ordinary happened. December wasn't exactly memorable, either, but it was nice to spend part of Christmas with Doug. January started off rough, and then proceeded to get worse. And February has been a truly horrible month. So glad it's over.
February started off much the same as January. Doug got kicked out of my house - indefinitely. Later that same day I got a rejection letter from my top choice college. I spent that whole week was tense and worried.
The next week one of my friends, who has had cancer for a very long time, passed away. Practically the whole school went to his memorial service that Saturday, it was hard to see his coffin, and it is hard to accept that this has happened. I miss Ryan more than I could ever say.
Afterwards I got sick (the flu?) had a pretty alright Valentines Day with Doug. The next week or so was incredibly stressful - I had to choose to not partake in one of my favorite activities, the school musical.
On the last day of February Doug and I went to see my schools production of Footloose. I am incredibly proud of Bennett and the rest of crew, they did a fantastic job.
As for March: Doug and I went to a Gogol Bordello show. Gogol rocked, except that the entire audience was awful. I did manage to get myself elbowed in the face, and lost one of my lenses. I've essentially been blinded, until we can get them fixed later this week. Although I might just get myself new glasses. It's really horrible, being unable to see properly. But, hey, the rest of this weekend went pretty well, Doug and I worked super hard to finish all the characters, sets and pictures of the claymation story book I'm making for my culminating project. It looks pretty good so far.
Hope your last few months were better than mine!
Sunday, October 28, 2007
11:02 Laser Tag
Its pretty late in October, and the last time I posed was early September. I don't think I can even remember all the things that have happened since then. Hope I don't forget anything too important.
We went to see RJ's play again, this time performed at Temple. Two other plays went one, one was pretty boring, the other was really awesome. My dad went to the hospital because of his sweats. So far mom has spent three weekends in far of places. She won't be around for my birthday. Dad has refused to go with her to any of them, because he doesn't trust me. Doug now comes down about three times a month. I'd like to say this hasn't made it harder. But I can't say that. Its way harder. So, that's been my last two months.
This weekend deserves it's own paragraph. Friday the gang went to pizza at Garrett's, then we met up with everyone else we know to play laser tag. Team Sam and Team Rachel tied, but we totally should have won. The group split up and most of us went back to Garrett's. I drove Marcel back, and we stopped at the 7-eleven to get Bawls. In total we got four. The cashier got us feeling awkward, talking about how we should pay together, because it will create more love for Marcel and I. It was, uh, odd. The next day I drove over to Market East to pick up Doug, we were driving back to my place when the accident occurred. My side mirror got knocked off, we spent about an hour talking to the police and exchanging insurance, it was quite scary. After that whole ordeal was over, we were pulling into a parking spot, when my dad calls, he needs to go to the hospital. I get him there, and he gets a band-aide. Eventually we get home and get to eat before Doug and I go to homecoming. I'm really glad it was so uneventful.
This morning has been nice and boring. Doug got on his train mostly alright, he did leave his umbrella and iPod at my house though. Today's plan is simple, homework and sleeping.
So, next Friday is my 18th birthday. And, well, I don't want to be 18. I'm not ready to be considered an adult. Not yet.
We went to see RJ's play again, this time performed at Temple. Two other plays went one, one was pretty boring, the other was really awesome. My dad went to the hospital because of his sweats. So far mom has spent three weekends in far of places. She won't be around for my birthday. Dad has refused to go with her to any of them, because he doesn't trust me. Doug now comes down about three times a month. I'd like to say this hasn't made it harder. But I can't say that. Its way harder. So, that's been my last two months.
This weekend deserves it's own paragraph. Friday the gang went to pizza at Garrett's, then we met up with everyone else we know to play laser tag. Team Sam and Team Rachel tied, but we totally should have won. The group split up and most of us went back to Garrett's. I drove Marcel back, and we stopped at the 7-eleven to get Bawls. In total we got four. The cashier got us feeling awkward, talking about how we should pay together, because it will create more love for Marcel and I. It was, uh, odd. The next day I drove over to Market East to pick up Doug, we were driving back to my place when the accident occurred. My side mirror got knocked off, we spent about an hour talking to the police and exchanging insurance, it was quite scary. After that whole ordeal was over, we were pulling into a parking spot, when my dad calls, he needs to go to the hospital. I get him there, and he gets a band-aide. Eventually we get home and get to eat before Doug and I go to homecoming. I'm really glad it was so uneventful.
This morning has been nice and boring. Doug got on his train mostly alright, he did leave his umbrella and iPod at my house though. Today's plan is simple, homework and sleeping.
So, next Friday is my 18th birthday. And, well, I don't want to be 18. I'm not ready to be considered an adult. Not yet.
Sunday, September 09, 2007
8:15 To Canada
The past few days has been interesting.
For one, I found out my boyfriend has been moved to Canada, and is now going to school at UOttawa. This is pretty devastating, but there is good news. He comes to visit twice a month, and the semester ends in December (when, hopefully, he moves back in with his dad) - so he will only be gone four months. Four very long months.
The next day I got taken out of school to drive to Pittsburgh. We picked up Roger and the grandparents at the airport and went out to a bad Italian place. Dad got sick, so after that we all went back to the hotel. The next day Roger met Amber at the bus station, and they walked around while the rest of the family went up and down on an incline (a little tram that takes up straight up and down a mountain). We all met Mary and Co. at the hotel then off to a late lunch at a Japanese Steakhouse - it was good. But with ten of us, it was crowded and impersonal.
Thats about when we went to see Rogers play, the reason we were all there in the first place. The New Works film festival put it one with two other one acts.
I've read his play, so it was nothing new. To be honest, it wasn't really cast well. Alright, it was cast downright badly. I don't want to go into detail about why I didn't like the casting, but they didn't fit. The next play was awful, about lecherous teachers and ghost, and - oh god - they freely talked about the Scottish play (that is, Macbeth). Being in theater, this was scary as hell.
The third play was amazingly well done. At the beginning the director came out, saying that they had to do a day-before change of cast, and they this new guy hadn't yet memorized all his lines. The show is a couple fighting, ten minutes in someones phone in the audience goes off. The guy answers it! The new cast member stops the show, walks over and tells the guy to leave. He leaves loudly, the rest of the audience boos him, and the show goes on. Until a girl walks in from the lobby and starts yelling that that guy took her part, the director comes out and there is a big fight. Soon, actors start quitting during the show, until it becomes just the director and the understudy playing the part of the couple. Only at bows do people find out that it has all been staged, even the cellphone guy.
The most uncomfortable play ever.
That was my weekend. Its been a trip.
For one, I found out my boyfriend has been moved to Canada, and is now going to school at UOttawa. This is pretty devastating, but there is good news. He comes to visit twice a month, and the semester ends in December (when, hopefully, he moves back in with his dad) - so he will only be gone four months. Four very long months.
The next day I got taken out of school to drive to Pittsburgh. We picked up Roger and the grandparents at the airport and went out to a bad Italian place. Dad got sick, so after that we all went back to the hotel. The next day Roger met Amber at the bus station, and they walked around while the rest of the family went up and down on an incline (a little tram that takes up straight up and down a mountain). We all met Mary and Co. at the hotel then off to a late lunch at a Japanese Steakhouse - it was good. But with ten of us, it was crowded and impersonal.
Thats about when we went to see Rogers play, the reason we were all there in the first place. The New Works film festival put it one with two other one acts.
I've read his play, so it was nothing new. To be honest, it wasn't really cast well. Alright, it was cast downright badly. I don't want to go into detail about why I didn't like the casting, but they didn't fit. The next play was awful, about lecherous teachers and ghost, and - oh god - they freely talked about the Scottish play (that is, Macbeth). Being in theater, this was scary as hell.
The third play was amazingly well done. At the beginning the director came out, saying that they had to do a day-before change of cast, and they this new guy hadn't yet memorized all his lines. The show is a couple fighting, ten minutes in someones phone in the audience goes off. The guy answers it! The new cast member stops the show, walks over and tells the guy to leave. He leaves loudly, the rest of the audience boos him, and the show goes on. Until a girl walks in from the lobby and starts yelling that that guy took her part, the director comes out and there is a big fight. Soon, actors start quitting during the show, until it becomes just the director and the understudy playing the part of the couple. Only at bows do people find out that it has all been staged, even the cellphone guy.
The most uncomfortable play ever.
That was my weekend. Its been a trip.
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