In the eternal conflict of why bad things happen to good people, Vicky and I ruined two important rolls of film today by developing them in fixer, my AP Spanish test tomorrow decided to be crazy hard, a bus caught on fire outside of CCW rehearsal, I'm out of Red Bull, and there are four more days in the week.

Actually, for me, the bus fire didn' ( Read more... )

New webshots, with CCW Retreat and Summer pictures, because my old one is full.

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I always talk about how I wish I grew up in a different decade, how the twenties were great with all the subversion and jazz and flappers, and how I wish the flashdance fad of the 80s was still here, minus the bad perms. I just downloaded all of these Sister Hazel songs that I forgot even existed, though, and I remembered how much I love ninties. I ( Read more... )

For some reason, today decided to be just a horrific day for no reason at all.

It really didn't make any sense. All these nice things happened to me today. I had two frees, both of which I used to just chill and sleep and do my own rendition of  "Under Pressure" with Steph and Bora. Play practice was hilarious, me and Netsie trying to be men. I ( Read more... )

Get this: my homework today was to think about boys.

Oh, and revise my pitiful English essay. Oh, god.

Soccer games, my mother's birthday, Law & Order, cute German boys, and too much Mountain Dew in the Exxon station in Silver Spring: the world just does not want me to make up my weekly sleep deficit.

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Movie night at Garrett's consisted of very little movie watching (although I did fall asleep and wake up at the precise moment that Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey are about to have sex in Dirty Dancing) and very much gossiping about the chaste and unchaste in our school and very very much harrassing Garrett's little brother's girlfriend, who ( Read more... )

First CCW tonight. I sat next to Emily for like, two minutes, but then she got moved. But then it was okay, because I sat next to Emma, who is almost as cool. ^_^ I really like the Hatfeild, even though it is about suicide. Also, the feeling of superiority that comes from being really old compared to all the little eleven year olds is quite nice.

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My Dad and I had a father-daughter night and saw the best movie at the Avalon. If you're in the mood for an awesome political-indie-thriller-romance, then The Constant Gardener is your scene. We also ate chinese food outside with chopsticks. They were real chopsticks, though, so I couldn't steal them. We talked about the New Orleans damage and how ( Read more... )