Let's see......what has happened between now and last I updated. Oh, quite a lot. In fact, QUITE a lot. Okay. The way it works: since there's too much to talk about, I'll just divide things up into catagories. Then you can scroll down and see which ones apply to you, and read the exciting bits. Or you could just do Control+F and search for your ( Read more... )

Was amazing. I was in awe. You really need to go see it--if possible. It made me realize that I should have tried out for it. Then again, I had that same realization after seeing One Acts and Cabaret. Maybe it's saying something? I don't know.

Much to my chagrin, I've gone back to posting on livejournal after a short hiatus (HIATUS! VOCAB WORD ( Read more... )

You can do cool things like these ( Read more... )

So, this afternoon my parents are having a party for my brother's soccer team. My plan to break social norms is as follows. In the middle of the party, as my dad is about to tell some joke, I play "What is Love," really loudly on the speakers, and burst outside wearing 80's disco garb and flashy glasses. Then, as everyone spits out their drinks in ( Read more... )

Last night, I had a dream ( Read more... )

Okay, this is a little dissapointing. I feel like I'm using livejournal now as a drug. My constant search for whether my friends have updated or not is a need, a desire that I have to fill. And since my friends have NOT updated since last thursday, two options remain: get better friends, or update myself. Since the former is out of the question (my ( Read more... )

If you haven't heard my most fabulous plan in the history of, well, my life, then hear ye. My goal for this Halloween, is to gather six of my closest friends, and then we all will dress up as the 7 deadly sins (Sloth, Gluttony, Pride, Envy, Lust, Greed, and Wrath). If you scoff now, you obviously don't understand how amazingly cool this will be. We ( Read more... )

i'm starting to hate livejournal. no, i really do. the pressure to constantly update in concurrence with the sadness when people don't comment you are just too great for a little boy like me to handle. and for those reasons, i may or may not delete this forsaken account. we'll see. but until that day comes, with a little drummer boy marching out a ( Read more... )

Well, homecoming dance was quite spectacular despite some aspects (the fire alarm going off in the middle, having to evacuate the gym, and the door to the roof of Spangenburg being locked), and it was fun to see everyone boogying away ( Read more... )