Endless ramblings.

This shall have no order and will consist of chaos and dischord.




I'm sleepy.
My phone needs to be charged.
I'm excited for TUF11.
I need to take the polish off of my toenails.
I'm flustered.
My eyes feel heavy.
I have to find the Modern Languages Department.
Registration is today at 600PM and I have class.
My mom won't shut up about Weezer and "Undone (The Sweater Song.)"
Both of my knees are bothering me.
My grandma is back in the hospital.
I feel massively stressed out right now.
School is ridiculous.
The Jazz are winning.
The Knicks lost.
And I think the Kings lost. (I just checked; they did.)
I haven't watched much basketball in the past like, two weeks.
My presentation is in like, eighteen hours.
I have a hair tie on my wrist.
Peopleare frustrating.
This blog is probably going to be long.
I have an FML tab open.
Motion City Soundtrack makes me happy.
My best friend is sitting beside me on the couch.
I want to see Kick-Ass.
And She's Out of My League.
I have to make stuffed shells.
I need sleeeeeep.
I won't go to bed until one or two, I'm sure.
I just scratched my arm.
Ariel just laughed; I just smiled.
Paint dripped down a mirror; it kind of looks like a wishbone.
(Ariel thinks it looks like legs. Really, really skinny legs.)
Commercials are annoying.
Especially Pep Boys commercials.
Carlos Boozer makes his free throws strangely.
Clayton McKinney is cute.
Ariel likes mayhem....Miller, that is.
GSP and Dan Hardy had a pretty good fight on Saturday.
Ofcourse, GSP won.
He's hot.
There's another fight not this weekend, but next weekend.
IE: the day after I wanted to see the Knicks.
No Danilo or David for Jen.
Jen will survive.

Even if just barely.



Blah blah blah.
I don't think 'blah' is a cute word.
Miley Cyrus is a dumb twelve year old.
She acts all grown up and she's not even a legal adult yet.
I bet she'll be the next sperminated tween celebrity; I'll laugh. A lot.
Fonts can either compliment or destroy one another.
IE: King Cool KC should NOT go with Stencil STD.
BUT, Violation CAN go with Stencil STD without being a mess.
I think I broke my toe.
I have five tabs open.
And there is one line of volume showing on my speaker.
I should probably remind Liz that registration is today.
My nails look icky.
I get paid in two weeks.
It's my parents' anniversary.
Justin Beiber looks/sounds like a fifteen year old lesbian.
Sorry, lesbians; I know that's kind of an insult.
I hate tanlines.
I never want to go in the sun again.
The sun sucks.
I want to run far away from the fiery sun.
I think Only by the Night is a great album.
This list is getting kind of super massive.
I wish it was winter again.
I hate 80°+ outside.
It probably has something to do with how sucky Florida is.
Kenny Florian is a hottie.
He totes magotes beat Takanuri Gomi.
Ariel had to remind me who he was.
She's reading this over my shoulder.
Thanks, Ariel.
I am going to make a powerpoint on how to survive a zombie attack.
It is going to be amazeballs.
My whole class is going to be jealous.
They're probably going to pick lame topics, like, 'Why you should join a sorority/fraternity.'
....LAME. Super lame. Lame with super lame sauce.
Yeah, I don't care if that made no sense.
I've been up and going since like, eight this morning.
Yesterday morning, technically. So....
Sixteen hours.
That's a long time.
Too long, tbh, imo.
I miss talking to Ricki.
I miss sleeping in.
I wonder how Angela is doing,
I wonder if she's having a boy or a girl.
I wonder if this list is getting on your nerves.
I wonder if anyone is actually going to read this anyway.
I wonder why some of you people follow me.
How did you find me?
That's kinda weird.
Unless I found you first.
Which could totes be the case.

I think I'm going to end this list now.


Goodnightmorning.
xx

Stop talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah.

 Ke$ha is so ridiculously catchy, it isn't even funny.
(Just as an aside, completely unrelated to the rest of the post.)


MOTION CITY SOUNDTRACK WAS AMAZING.
The only thing that would've made it better was having a best friend or two there with me.
Instead, I spend almost all of the Motion City set screaming, singing, dancing and jumping alone.
But I certainly made the most of my experience, despite bumping into a couple random (cute!) boys.
And there was lots of entertainment other than Motion City, because there were loads of people who were smashed.
Of course, as we all know, when there is a combination (mass quantities) of alcohol and college boys, there will be free entertainment (for bystanders.)

Hm.
What else is interesting?
(Not much, really; I'm quite boring, tbh....)
My job is basically quitting on me, because we ran out of money, or something like that.
I was supposed to meet with someone today to find a new one, but I emailed her like a half hour ago and I haven't received a response yet.

Class starts in 45 minutes.
I'm going to be studying Klingon and Esperanto.
I know next to nothing, and I didn't even really study it at all.
But at least I have a little while before class starts, so I can at least look it over once more.






I think that's really all.
I'm actually pretty exhausted.
(Lack of sleep does that to you.)
I don't feel like blogging anymore.

Que triste.





Guten Tag.
xx

I can't stand it.

Like, literally, I am so excited that I can not stand it.

My best friend is in Ireland and I miss her.
Her birthday was Wednesday and I didn't even talk to her. ):
BUT she's coming back (fairly) soon! We're past the halfway point!

I am MASSIVELY excited for  Motion City Soundtrack !
My school somehow managed to get them to play our Homecoming Block Party.
I am so ridiculously excited that I don't really think I could articulate it, even if I tried.

UFC 111 is next weekend.
Georges St. Pierre vs. Dan Hardy.
I won't lie, that's probably going to be an amazing contest.

And finally, I am excited to sleep.
I haven't had quality sleep in like, a week now.
And it's hopefully going to be a nice, quiet night for me. (:

That is all.
I'm done bragging. (;

Guten Abend.
xx

This is kind of

incredible.

Literate?
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I saw this contest on Twitter, and it was seriously the mother of all contests.

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I know, I know.

I just keep talking that blah, blah, blah.
(and by that, I mean I ramble aimlessly about things that other people don't care about.)


I Twit entirely too much.
I've been trying to cut back.
I can't say it's working very well.
I keep getting close to 1000 Twits....
At which point I go back and delete some irrelevant ones.
And I created an entirely different account for my basketball shenanigans.
That way, people who don't care about it aren't bothered by my angry/excited/etc rants.


Spring break is over in....ten hours. I have to be awake in....eighteen hours. And I have my first class back in....about twenty-four. I'll get home, bitchy, cranky, and exhausted in about twenty-eight.
I won't lie to you, break has been delightful, and I wouldn't be against skipping tomorrow, however, I just did the math, and I pay over 120$ per class, whether I'm there or not, and that would be $240 down the hole.
And, because my Grammar and Linguistics teacher has missed two days already, and I missed one day with two classes, I'm already down $480. Awesome.

You know what the worst part is?
I'm dropping all this money on college, and I have no idea what I want to do with my life.
None. Not a single idea, whatsoever. I'm just hoping this stupid business degree lands me a decent job. And by decent, I mean one that pays the bills and doesn't leave me wanting to kill myself every day after work.
And on top of that, I don't even have friends on campus. I know and talk to TWO people (and by that, I mean they friended me on Facebook) out of all four of my classes.
Last semester, I managed to make two friends in my classes, and one is back in Jersey this semester and the other isn't in any of my classes.
In the wonderful words of the precious Peter Klaven, I need to get some f*cking friends.


I was thinking about Alice in Wonderland again this morning as I was cleaning up the kitchen and making coffee. I always thought Alice was polite, and mild-mannered, however, in this movie, she more or less used and ordered everyone around, without as much as a single 'thank you.' That quite bothers me, considering its a children's tale, and it is more or less promoting bad manners.


I'll stop talking that blah, blah, blah now.
(Yes, I know, I've been infected with the Ke$ha virus, bleh.)


xx

Pre-Game Blog

The Knicks game starts in a few minutes, so I'll keep it short.

Spring Break has been wonderful so far. I am terribly saddened by the fact that it is only one week long, because I always thought that it seemed so much longer.
My week, at a glance: bonding with best friend; the Crazies; picnic; Qdoba with Karli; freckle twin; Alice in Wonderland; not sleeping; lots of basketball.
And that's not all, because the Break isn't over just yet. Tomorrow, I'm going to see a baseball game, Stetson vs. Harvard. :D

Let me just say, Alice in Wonderland was not at all what I expected. Apparently, Alice had a sequel, which is just fine, however, I can't remember a thing that happened in the original, so when I watched the 2010 movie, I was horrified because I had no idea what was going on. I guess things made sense as the movie went on, but still, not happy about that. I guess I should research movies before I see them, because I can't be as lucky as I was with the Crazies every time.

Qdoba is always wonderful. Not sleeping kind of sucks. Basketball is alright.
Also, I hated my freckles until I saw that Karli and I have a bunch of the same freckles.

And the Knicks are on.
Maybe they can win again tonight.
I think that would be just wonderful. (:

Goodnight.
xx

Yadda, yadda, yadda.

I have no idea what compels me to blog so incessantly, especially lately, but here it is, almost eleven thirty on a Sunday night, and I'm at it again.

Today I got butterflies a little, for the first time in months.
I must admit, it was actually somewhat pleasant.
Much better than I remember them.
As far as I remember, they were pesky little buggars.
But when I got them earlier, they weren't as annoying as they were inconvenient.
[Especially when I get a bomb like THAT dropped on me.]

I'm still sick.
And I'm going to the doctor on the way to work in the morning.
I'm really dreading classes because we're having midterms soon, and I hate exams.
I managed a 94% on my MIS exam, but I'm beating myself up because I should've gotten 100%.

I'm currently watching Utah lose to Portland.
Memo is out, and Fesenko and Korver are in;; they're down by fifteen at the end of the 2nd.

I went to a baseball game today! And we actually won the game!
We lost our season opener yesterday to a college from New York, but won today.
Going to the game was a big deal because I went with my parents when I was a kid.
I even got nachos, like I did when it was my cousins' games I was going to in Sanford.
Oh, it brought back so many memories of the past; baseball games were commonplace.
It was refreshing to go out with my parents and do something we haven't done in fifteen years.


Anyway.
That's enough of me rambling.




Goodnight!

xx

I am blogging because it is late.

I just watched a very profound movie, and now my brain won't slow down or shut off.
I'm sick, tired, stressed, frustrated;
All I really want to do is sleep.
And what can't I do?
Sleep.

So, today, I plan on continuing my Benicio marathon before the baseball season opener.
And Sunday (tomorrow,) I think I'm going to the second baseball game.
I really wished that I liked baseball.
But it brings back memories.
Good memories.
Memories of when I was still a little kid.
Memories of times where my biggest mistake was cutting my own hair.
Or the time when I covered my dad's father's lamp with lick-and-stick stamps.

(This is definitely not helping the brain-shutdown process I was hoping to initiate.)

More medicine for me, and then hopefully I'll be off to Dreamland.
(....or some other land with fantastical fantasies that keep me content.)

And here's a bit of a note to self: tell the people you love that you love them.
Sometimes things tend to elude me, and that is one of them.
If any of you are reading, I love you.
I really mean it.

xx

This time

I'm blogging because I'm in a bad mood.


"Why?" you ask?
Well, here it is;;
School is driving me insane.
I feel completely isolated from everyone else.
The only thing keeping me remotely sane is my family.
And, I feel like everything I thought was coming together is really just f a l l i n g  a p a r t.


On a slightly less disheartening note;
I've been watching a lot of basketball and a lot of Heroes.
I won't credit them with my sanity, however, because I obsess ever so slightly....


Hm. What's new with Jen....
I cleaned Louis Vuitton and King Leonidas today yesterday.
I got dirty looks while I did it, but it seems they found it in their hearts to forgive me already.
I guess cleaning my baby Gaga is next on the list, but her tank wasn't dirty just yet, so I put it off, aha.


Its in the fifties here in sunshiney Florida.
I must say, I appreciate the weather we're having.
If it were in the seventies already (in February) I might go mad.
I mean, if it's seventy in the "winter," I don't want to imagine how hot summers will be.

The chilly weather is not only refreshing, its also a motivator.
Once I get out into the cool weather, its like a wake up call; its....invigorating.

I know my mother is going crazy with this.
("We live in Florida for a reason, it isn't supposed to be cold!")


Ooh, just remembered that I need to redo my FAFSA.
Looks that's something to save as the project for next weekend.
Of course, next weekend will be busy with my ANTI-Valentines Day festivities.
And my oldest nephew turns FIVE on Wednesday, so we might do something for his birthday.

Anyway.
I guess that's enough rambling.
I should get some rest; I've got a long day ahead of me and not enough time to sleep.

xx

My name is Jen,

and I am a Twitaholic.



Ahahaha.
....but seriously.
I just might be addicted to Twitter.



School is alright.
I only like one of my classes.
The other four are massively boring.

I only know one person out of all four of my classes.
At least she's really cool, loves Harry Potter, and hates Facebook.

And well, that's really all that goes on with me, more or less.
I get socialization in once or twice a week, which is nice.
But pretty much, other than that, my life is boring.

I love it anyway.

I also love pineapple orange juice.
And sleeping, a lot.
Danilo Gallinari.
Kyrylo Fesenko.
Omri Casspi.
David Lee.
Heroes.
Gaga.
Zoe.
etc.


And Alejandro. ♥
He's the only boy in my life who never lets me down, and I love him for it.



Well, that is all.
Goodnight.

xx

In case you were wondering;

YES; my life is fantastic.

Today was prettttty good.
I went for a contact exam, which was not fun.
And to add insult to injury, my eyes are getting worse. ):
But I did get a nice doctor, and I got my eyes dilated, which is exciting!

Then Mom and I went shopping at VicSec where I got a PINK dog. (sososo cute)
Andddddd I got to see my Katypillar at work.
And I got new hand sanitizer!

So now I'm sitting home, watching basketball.
(Right now, Memphis vs. Phoenix. I think I like Memphis in this one.)
And when this game is over, which will be in a minute or so, I'll watch Heroes until the Magic game.

And tomorrow, I have class.
Then Wednesday, work and class.
And Thursday, class, and later, a night class.
Fridays, I am lucky enough to have off. Suh-weet!

OKAYSO;
On top of my fabulous day, I got home and checked WORDforTeens (follow, plz? great YA book reviews, contests, and other interesting stuff) and, it turns out that I WON A BOOK called The Lonely Hearts Club, which looks like a pretty awesome book.
Aah. My life is so amazing.

Je t'aime.
Goodnight.

xx

People.

"They don't mean a thing to you.
They move right through you.
Just like your breath."


Sometimes I wish it was that easy.
Letting people come and go, not caring about them.
But instead, somehow, I keep allowing myself to get letdown by person after person.


We are all imperfect.
However, there are glitches we can repair.
There are character flaws we can easily fix.
People don't take the time to evaluate themselves.
They don't care to take the time to see how their actions affect others.




People are so selfish, so foolish.
My confidence in humanity is out the window.



This is your life, and it's ending, one minute at a time.





Goodnight morning.
xx

Somebody's been neglecting Blogger....

ANDDDD that someone is ME.
I know, I know, it's a good thing I'm not terribly interesting.
It's also a good thing that you aren't terribly interested in me.
(If I were terribly interesting and you were terribly interested, you'd be fuming!)

So, what has happened since my last update?
My grandmother is now in a rehabilitation center.
I had my finals, which were only somewhat disastrous.
It is now "winter holiday" and two days before Christmas.
Anddddd....I am being a total Grinch and I'm hating this season.

That's about it.
Well, I saw Zombieland. Twice.
I've gone to work twice, which is good ($$).
I have been on a Harry Potter kick, so I had a marathon!
And I've picked up a fairly nasty obsession with basketball.
(Specifically with the Jazz and the Knicks, and even more specifically, with Danilo Gallinari)

So I guess THAT is about it....
If I have anything to add, I'll post an "EDIT:"
....but I can't imagine that happening, because I'm kind of boring.

xx

So, when do I blog?

RIGHT! You're clever.
When I'm procrastinating!
Oh, you catch on so quickly. (:



I have five papers to edit.
Good thing I'm like, an editing Nazi.
I can punch this crap out in two hours.
Which is good, because I'm pretty much exhausted.

Today, I had two finals. I've been sucking at Psychology lately, so the exam was refreshing because I think I might have done alright.
Sadly, I'm almost certain that I somewhat BOMBED my Business final, which is extra lame because I usually do really well in that class.
My first final went alright, I think, except that I was like, ten minutes late. Monday was just a horrendous day, but at least it was only acting--no actual thinking involved!

So, tomorrow when I hand in my papers, I will officially be finished with the semester, and the only time I'll be in DeLand is for work or for pleasure. So pretty much, MLIA: My Life is Awesome.

I'm going to go do my papers now.
Criminal Minds is on at nine. It requires my undivided attention.
NO DISTRACTIONS.
(even though I'm thinking about....things....and people....which is distracting enough....)









Guten Abend.
xx

What day is it?

In all honesty, right now, I don't know much other than how to heavily edit a paper. Which is good, because I need an A on the project so I can bomb the final and still get an A in the class.
The reason I don't know what day it is is because of a lot of things.
My grandma has been in the hospital since last Wednesday. She's doing a lot better now, but we spend every evening up there, for like, three to six hours. So that's definitely thrown things off.
Lately, I've been really stressed because of my first batch of finals, along with massive amounts of work that has to be done in a relatively short amount of time. IE: HEY, write a three page self-assessment in an hour or so!
But probably the best reason I'm a little bit out of it is because I went to bed at 445A yesterday morning, and was up around 630A. SO, I manged to operate on 1.75 hours of sleep until 300 or so, when I completely crashed and passed out until 500.

OH. CRAP. It's FRIDAY.
Our paper is due in seven hours.
And I still have a lotttt of editing to do.
(And I say "our" because it's a group paper. I don't think I've ever revised a paper I've written for more than about a half hour.)

So I should probably get on that?
Hm. I'll definitely think about considering it. :D
And hopefully I won't pass out before I email it to turn it in. =X







BBL: Better blog later! (:

xx

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Stress.

How coincidental is it that I'm learning about stress in Psychology, and right now, I'm REALLY stressed?
(not very, considering I'm always stressed)

It's Pi in the morning (3.14AM).
My grandmother (Amma) is in the hospital.
And my parents are there with her for now.
What a lovely way to start Thanksgiving, huh?

I don't feel like elaborating, but here are some things that are stressing me out:

• I've been sick. Probably from stress.
  
• My grandma is sick. It makes me very sad.
• I have to try to make up hours from Tuesday.
  
• Final exams are coming up the week after next.
• My last day of my current classes is a week from today.
• After finals, I probably won't see any of my friends in my classes.
• I haven't been able to spend time with my Baby Best Friend in like, two weeks.
• Uh, it's Thanksgiving, and I honestly don't even like Thanksgiving.
• Our winter break is like, a month long. I'm going to be bored.
• I have to talk about getting involved around campus.
  
• I'm not excited to start new classes in January.
• I might have failed my business exam.
• i need to finish my powerpoint.

Well, having vented, I just want to say, author of  Racing Thoughts and Wasted Time....ich liebe dich. (:








Now I only waste time d r e a m i n g  of  you.




Off to bed.

xx

Warning: Overload

....that's just about how I'm feeling this very moment.

• The semester is coming to an end. This is not awesome because:

1. Finals. Plain and simple.
   
2. I'm not doing so well in Psychology.
3. New semester means new teachers.
4. There is a possibility I won't see my friends (all three of the friends I have) at all.
5. I don't know if I have enough credits for the semester.

• I was just personally contacted about doing a French-American dialogue. It's:

1. amazing that I was chosen to be a part of this event.
2. crazy that they would want to waste space with me—I'm not very worldly!
3. overwhelming because it's supposed to be for upper classmen.
4. a little scary because I probably won't know anyone else there.
5. Friday, 9:00-11:00AM. Looks like I'll be there.

Yesterday, I watched our theatre put on The Importance of Being Earnest, and I will admit that it was absolutely....amazing. I knew nothing of the play, or Oscar Wilde, and I was very pleasantly surprised at how fantastic it was. It was witty and brilliant, and our actors were amazing, and very well prepared.
Which reminds me:
Self—write a production review. And you should probably start on your research paper. It's 7+ pages, and due Tuesday. (:

And I decided that boys are far more trouble than they're worth.
(....but you still need to realize how desperately you need me, and how much better your life will be with me, and how I complete you, and how your wardrobe could definitely use my touch.)

Ahem.
I have work in the morning.
And then a quiz on a chapter I didn't read.
My alarm is set to go off in seven hours and ten minutes.
Therefore, I shall stop wasting your time and get some sleep!



Goodnightmorning.

xx

Rabble, Rabble

So, that community service project?
Yeah, we were supposed to make a Powerpoint to present to the class, which is really cool, because we can let people know that there are pets, locally, that need homes. Well, it would be really cool, except now we're not presenting. So yeah, I was a little frustrated with that.
Other than that, Business was great! I smiled for a good part of the time, despite the somewhat upsetting news.
And I talked to my professor, and he said I can email him my ppt before it's due so he can give me some pointers.
And I happen to be very excited, because my presentation is looking pretty amazing so far. (=

The rest of my day was pretty fantastic.

At work, we 'took the day off' to observe Veteran's Day. So....we got paid to do homework, listen to music and gossip. Haha. I so love my job!

I don't have to go in until ten tomorrow, so I get to sleep in a little, which is exciting, because I am starting to feel ridiculously tired and I slept for shit last night.

Anything else to mention?

UM.

My writing teacher commended my writing yesterday. We were discussing my research paper (we all have appointments to go over it) and she said that the paper I wrote in class (which had to argue against my research paper) was solid and that it was well-written, and she only had two things that I needed to work on, based on my outline. That was a huge stroke to my ego.
And after that, I went and performed my scene for the first time. Everyone liked it, and I feel that I portrayed the character well. There was a little bit we had to work on, like relying on action cues, rather than just going through the motions. But we've got a little over a week to work on it, and I think it'll be pretty amazing by the time we finish.

I'm trying really hard to like basketball. It's kind of hard because I'm not really into it. But I'll adopt it, just for fun, and if after this season, I still can't get into it, I'll try soccer next year. (:
(Last year was football, which was amazing, because of the tight pants, hah.)

Anyway.
I kind of just wanted to rant.
And I believe I have achieved that goal.

Oh, one more thing!
I made a Twitter for my work.
http://twitter.com/StetsonCCC (:

That is all.

xx

I still don't understand football.

Or basketball for that matter. But I'm trying, which is the important thing. REALLLLY hard.

My mom and I just washed my daddy's truck, her Volvo, and Alejandro, my baby. (:
[Now he just needs to be cleaned out and vacuumed....that'll happen....eventually....?]

Hmm. What's happened since the last time my fingers rambled....?

Well. I had my AA meeting. Which is for Academic Advising, not Alcoholics Anonymous, than thank you. And my adviser is a reallllly nice lady. I like her. And I'll keep her. Which therefore means that I cannot change my major. Because if I do, I'll get another AA. And that simply will not do.
ANYWAY. We just sat and talked a while. I was in her office for a little over half an hour. She said she wouldn't suggest having all of my classes on one day, and I probably wouldn't get into the classes I wanted anyway (and she was right, I only got into one of the ones I originally wanted to take.)
So then, there's a knock on the door. And in walks....
My T.A.
He spends like, five minutes telling her that he used her as a referral for some program, and then how he got a second interview that went thirty minutes over the time he was supposed to have, and that it's for him to be a teacher's assistant or whatever.
So I felt incredibly awkward, because although he knew that it was my meeting time (he gave me directions to her office, twice) I felt it would've been rude to listen in on the conversation.
Blah, blah, blah, he leaves. She tells me about him, I tell her he's my T.A., and we move on.
I talked about how I was considering taking Family Business and she strongly suggested I take it. (I'm not.)

And here I am, not really watching the Chargers vs. Giants game, blogging, and I'm enrolled in classes I'm not really interested in.

Whatever. Life goes on.

Azshea and I did our community service project yesterday. We went to the Border Collie Rescue over in DeLand and helped out by washing dogs and whatnot. We probably washed fifteen of them, and I got some cute pictures of us with the dogs. Overall productive day, and we no longer have that hanging over our heads, which is a great feeling.
However, today I'm a little sore from picking the dogs up and putting them in the tub. But at least I know I was lifting with my legs and not my back because my legs are what hurts, hah.
I still have to make the Powerpoint presentation on it, but that'll take fifteen minutes, maybe. And Fabienne and Azshea are going to handle the paper, and I'll play editor, butcher it up, and finalize it.

Anything else?

Oh. I got a B on my Principles of Acting exam. I neglected to go into enough detail about subtext in my make-up test, which was an essay.
And....I have to perform Tuesday. Our scene is pretty amazeballs. And pretty much, I love it. (:

Well, this blog isn't very informative today.
I haven't really thought about blogging lately.
And, honestly, I'm only doing this because I'm bored.
I guess I'm just not up for it as of late. Oh well. I'll snap out of it.
And if I don't, then there won't be anymore me wasting your time.

Oh. Anyone else having weird dreams lately?
I had one that I was knocked incubating.
And we all know that I don't want kids.
So....that's a pretty crappy dream.

The other ones have been significantly less unfortunate.
IE: I'm dating the cutesy boy that I did.
....But still pretty strange.
Like, pink salon bathrooms (from past dreams) in a church, weird.




Anyway.
Bis Dann.

xx