He's dating her now, and I think I'm fine with it. I mean, I should be after six months. Besides, matt is looking awfully cute now. Isn't that funny? I'm trying to force myself to have a crush on him, partially because he's a sweet guy, and partially to keep my mind off the the new couple. The group has this cyclical thing it does, where everyone hooks up over a six month period, breaks up for six months, and starts over. Last year I started it, this year barbara did. We're so weird. :)
I'm turning into a musical theater geek. It's wonderful! All the stories and songs are floating around in my head, and I recently discovered that there are pirated videos all over youtube of musicals. So, needless to say, my homework has taken a back seat to Les Mis, Tic Tic Boom, Assassins, and The Last Five Years. My dad keeps rolling his eyes when he hears me humming. He nows what I'm turning into. :) Thanks goes out to all my friends who introduced me to this stuff. And I'd like to thank the academy...
To whoever nominated my writing, thanks so much, I'm honored. I did a complete double-take when I logged in. :)
So, M gave me a mix from different musicals for christmas, and I've been listening to stuff from Wicked, the Last Five Years, Assassins, and others, and it's just wonderful. :) I need to see more musicals.
So, I haven't been on in a while. And I haven't entered a contest in forever. I don't want to say that I'm losing interest in this place, because I adore the community and the people, but life is so BIG right now; there are always a thousand choices of what to do at any given moment, and this choice never turns up in my mind. Maybe with summer coming I'll get on more. I'll try.
So I go into history today, and my writer friend is there with this silly grin on his face and an aboslutely enormous binder in his hands. Without me even asking to see it, he thrusts the binder at me, and I discover that it is FILLED with all the fiction he's written for the last two years. Four hundred pages or something. And the reason he printed it all out (and used up an ENTIRE ink cartridge I might add)? To get onto the school newspaper. They asked to see some writing you've done. I think he's going for the whole "shock and awe" idea. Silly.
Sick. Ugh. Bleh. Chills. Fever. Headache. Tired. Dizzy. Etcetera.
Sounds worse than it actually is, but being sick makes me melodramatic.
^_^
But now as I look back on my other entries, I've discovered I'm never in a good mood when I write in this. I'm usually happy, I swear!
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I cannot believe how clueless some people can be.
In at least two of my classes people are forever asking me how to do something, or worse, what we are doing. Now, I *should* take this as a compliment, but I just find it annoying. I mean, how hard is it to pay attention once in a while? Or to actually read the board, where the teacher wrote explicit instructions, before asking me for help?
Bah. I'm cranky.
Hmm...I'm debating what to put here, any ideas? Anyone?
No one. ^_^