going through withdrawals...

I MISS MY OZ FRIENDS!!!

This is so weird. I miss my friends soooo much, and I do NOT want this show to end. Taking this three day break from the show (the whole cast) is KILLING me. I miss Carisa and Jaz and Belen and Emma and Anna Jane and Miranda and Laura and Jaden and Necia and Darren and Kensey and Greg and Brenden and Kaila and Kerstin and Megan and Dawn and Jesse and Jessica and Tasha and Kylee and Mary and Brooke and Candace and Ashley and Megan and Chris and De and Hannah and Steve and Kara and everyone else because if I write out all of your names it will take up a whole page!!!

But there's one person who I'm missing so much that I've felt sick all day. I couldn't sleep last night because I kept thinking about him. I couldn't eat breakfast because I was sick to my stomach. I've been fighting a headache and tears all day. I can't concentrate and my chest feels like it's going to explode because of how fast my heart keeps beating. And why? WHY???

Because of a BOY!!!

*sniff*

Wednesday seems so far away. Until then I will fight being miserable. I've been fighting all day. And boy, I am losing badly.

catching up...

Thursday, August 20
School sucks. The end.

Friday, August 21
See my 20 ?s post if you want to. I missed third period today (Concert Choir/beginning choir) to go to a funeral. A friend of mine lost her father in a car accident; he was killed after a trailer fish tailed and flipped the car over. Pray for her? Thanks.

No rehearsal tonight. School dance! Read about it in an earlier post.

Saturday, August 22
Will Rehearsal of Doom NEVER END?!?!?!? It did, finally, after waiting around from 9:00 until 3:30 to actually be onstage, and then having to wait for mom until almost 7:00 so she could work on filming with Misty. Ugh. Tech sucks. At least it's over.

Sunday, August 23
Oquirrh Mountain Temple dedication today. My family and I went to the second session. I really liked what the speakers talked about (temple work, dedication, sacrifice, love for others). The choir was okay, except for one flat tenor. Or was it a bass? I can't remember. I just remember that I felt really special and happy during the meeting.

Monday, August 24
My first day in Mr. Jackman's Health Science class for real. We didn't do much-he doesn't even let us take notes because he says "This is too boring to write down, so don't. I'll just tell you if it's important, and if I forget to tell you and it's on the test then you all get 100%." He's awesome.

First dress rehearsal, and first ever Monday rehearsal. Hannah did my make-up for me tonight; I don't have a clue as to how to do regular make-up, let alone stage make-up. When I was just learning this art, I was in CATS at PCT (same place I'm doing WoOz). I tell you what, it's way harder to learn how to do little details and small strokes when you're used to putting a glob of brown on a two inch sponge and covering your whole face with it.

My costumes are working! Yay! Now let's hope my tap shoes don't squish my toes off.

Tuesday, August 25
My first day in Concert Choir. Mrs. Mathews asked me to stand up in front of the class and sing a warm-up by myself. Awkward. I was terrified, but ended up being given a standing ovation by my classmates. The sopranos (Sops) have dubbed me section leader. So no pressure, right? :/

I spent my free fourth period talking to Riley about everything from ridiculously large English textbooks to Avatar. It was pretty much amazing. Right after school I went to audition for Guys and Dolls and totally flubbed it. Seriously, my voice cracked twice during my song, and I forgot some of my lines from my monologue. Improvisation is not something I do every day, so I was just blargh. Pretty much ruined the rest of the day. Yes, I know, that's emotionally unintelligent, but ya know what? Deal with it.

I hate working. I had to drive out to rehearsal tonight because I worked until 6:00. I think I don't like it mostly because it takes time away from the things I really want to do (like study and perform and take dance lessons) and my uniform shirt is too small (I won't get a free one until October). I'll stop complaining now.

Rehearsal was fine. I did my own make-up and did well on the dance steps. Wait until opening night. I'll probably totally screw up. Oh, speaking of rehearsals. I'm sort of making a new friend with Zach, Brenden/Scarecrow's little brother. Well, not little little. 10 months younger than me. He's super nice. And cute.

Wednesday, August 26
Watched a rather grotesque film in Health Science about Phineas Gage, a man who had a tamping rod shot through his brain, disconnecting the cerebral cortex from the reptilian brain (or limbic system), and survived. In 1884. WtFreak, right?

Today the dance/movement auditions for Guys and Dolls were after school. I had an awesome time! Sarah, my Algebra 2 buddy, said that I was the only one who looked like I was having tons of fun. Well, I was. It was the first dance audition that I've had where I didn't totally screw up. It was a total blast! I kind of hope I get cast as just a dancer; the choreographer is really talented and super nice.

Final Dress rehearsal, with audience. It was fantastic; they loved it! We performed for the senior citizens. Nana, or my grandma (who thinks she's all that and has total control and blah, blah, blah), said that the senior citizens never respond-they don't laugh, they don't clap, they just act like they're dead. Um, hello? Does she not remember that she falls into that same category? That woman is so up in the night sometimes.

I spent some more time with Zach tonight. I help him pull his ginormous tree costume on when he goes onstage during the Tin Man scene. All of the apples keep falling off. I have to go around chasing them so I can stick them back onto the fabric. He finds it funny. So do I.

Thursday, August 27-OPENING NIGHT!!!
Started my college classes today. I was late for Communications 1050, and the other kids in my class (19, yay, I'm not alone!) told me that the teacher had called my name and said that she knew me, then wanted to talk to me over the microphones. When they said I wasn't there, she (Janet) asked them to tell me she'd said hello and to get on the mic when I showed up. I declined the invitation to say hello. Rude of me perhaps, but that is so weird. I have never met her in my life!

Meteorology 1010 is going to be a pain. For starters, the textbook costs $120.90. OUCH.

Didn't make call-backs.

Opening Night was great! All of the tech (which was a disaster and the people on the crew are mostly rude-cough, flight manager) pulled together, and the audience was great. They loved it! Problems on my part-I kind of forgot to pull my J-bug mask on before I went onstage. I didn't even notice until after I got offstage to prepare for my second entrance. Oops. Other than that I did well, I think. Yay!

Zach and I talked a lot tonight. He's really a nice guy. We now have an inside joke, which we repeat to one another every night. "Break a nose." Haha. Don't ask.

Friday, August 28
I slept through first and second period today, so I missed Seminary and Health Science. I guess I was super tired, because I heard my alarm clock go off and had this conversation with myself- "Georgie, you've got get up. But I can't get up! But I have to; I've got school and stuff! I just can't. I just can't. I can't, I can't, I...*zzzzz*". For reals. It was a conscious conversation, where I lost to sleep. So, dad wrote me a note so I could check in to Algebra 2, which I did. Then I spent my free fourth period making up Health Science, because Jackman teaches it during second and fourth periods on A days and B days. Convenient.

Second performance night! Screwed up again during "Jitterbug" but not as badly. I just crashed into Kensey/Dorothy when Misty/Toto ran in the opposite direction from me. I gotta get that dog offstage! Sorry if I run you over! Zach stood in the wings watching, which was sort of nerve wracking because I found myself wanting to impress him, and ended up not doing so great. Trying too hard I guess. He still told me that I did a great job. Then I remembered that he's never watched it any other time. *phew* Close one.

I didn't see anyone that I knew in the audience. *sigh* I hope some of my friends can come.

Zach and I are having way too much fun together. From skipping like Dorothy and Scarecrow down the halls to breaking noses, we keep laughing and talking about everything. Except ourselves. I actually don't mind that one bit. It's great to not have to explain yourself to someone; things just pop up out of nowhere and you don't have to worry about being judged. I love that about Zach.

Saturday, August 29
Slept until 12:30, which was so amazing. Then I didn't really do anything, until mom and I had a huge fight about me before rehearsal. We won't go into details; I'd have to admit defeat. Which I kind of just did.

Zach and I hung out almost the whole night. I'd get up to go somewhere and he'd follow me. I didn't mind one bit. Emma, Carisa, Belen, and Jaz say I'm in love. Not in love, but definitely twitterpated. It was interesting, because during intermission I went out on the balcony. He followed along, and suddenly we were talking about his role as Tony in West Side Story last year in school. Suddenly he wasn't funny, happy-go-lucky Zach. He was somber and his eyes were full of pain. Zach told me about someone who meant a lot to him last year, the girl who played Maria. It ended badly. The look in his eyes scared me. He looked so heartbroken and alone. That's when I decided that he will never have such pain in his eyes because of me. Friends, and nothing more. I will never hurt him like that.

Major, major, major screw up tonight, involving a missing costume. I wasn't able to do "Jitterbug" because my leotard was gone. I spent ten frantic minutes looking for it, trying to contact my dad in the audience through text message because he had BOTH sets of keys to the van and failing. I cried. Hard. The worst part was that Zach came looking for me to see if I was okay. I didn't want him to see me crying. I hid in the dressing room. He finally found me after the show was over. He gave me a hug and asked me if I wanted to go get ice cream with him and his friends. I said no, because I had to go home with my family (we live half an hour away from Payson). Then he kissed his fingers and placed his hand on my cheek. Remember my promise that we're just friends? Boy, I almost broke that one fast.

My friend from my Ceramics class last year came! Zoe, who is a fantastic performer, said that she had tons of fun and it was super good. I'm so glad she came. I love Zoe!

Sunday, August 30
Spent the day sleeping, uploading pictures, and reading. Now I'm going back to bed. Oh, but I wanted to share this. Don't laugh. It's just silliness.

The Curtain's Up
Every time I’m with you is like
preparing to go onstage.
Knees begin to shake;
heart begins to drum;
stomach full of frantic,
fluttering butterflies.

Anticipation.
Exhilaration.

And sometimes, even dread.

Take a deep, steadying breath
and clasp my hands tightly
behind my back.
Try to keep them from reaching up
to my hair, or in some cases,
yours.

The music starts,
the lights go up.
Curtains open onto
figures in bright colors,
busy going about their
memorized lives, oblivious

to me and you.

And you, oblivious,
to me.

attendance...

I've been rather absent lately. Dress rehearsals, costume prep, work, school, and auditions have been taking up a lot of my time. Final Dress was tonight. It went rather well, except for the tech crew (grumble, grumble, but that's a story for another day). I'll be updating this blog and my blog for the show on Saturday afternoon and Sunday, and probably be back on Monday and Tuesday of next week (until performances start up again). Opening night is tomorrow. It's finally here. Wow.

Sorry I haven't been keeping up on your blogs. I haven't forgotten you. Life has just gotten in the way of what I would really like to be doing. I guess my high school and college transcripts are more important right now, as much as I hate to admit it. Ugh.

Miss you all! I'll try and get back into the swing of things in a couple of weeks. Unless I make the cut for Guys and Dolls. Then I won't be around much until, like, November. Such is life.

Why do I always create busy schedules for myself? Why?

high week...

Oh, sorry. It's actually Hi Week. But High Week is so much more fun, as is a High Dance instead of a Hi Dance. Nah, there weren't any drugs or smokes or anything (that I know of) and if there were I would have skeedaddled. 'Cause "Oim a good gahrl aIy am!!!" (Eliza Doolittle, My Fair Lady) Mostly.

Yeah, yeah, I might have done a little too much booty shaking for a Mormon girl (and believe me, mine gets noticed...:P), and maybe I got too into the "Pop it, lock it, drop it" verses of "Fire Burning", BUT...compared to the rest of the crowd, I probably looked like Baby Bop on Barney dancing in her little pink slippers with her blankie. Seriously, some girls turn into Vegas night club entertainers at these dances.

Of the approximately 200 people at the dance, 100 were probably sophomores, 70 juniors, and 25-30 seniors. Pa-the-tic. Sure, there was a pregame for our football team (against SFHS) and seniors and juniors can drive, whereas sophomores can't. Doesn't help that we got CREAMED. Or so I heard through the texting grapevine. I don't have a phone, so I just saw snippets of glowing conversations while dancing. Dunno.

I had to leave early because I've got the for reals Rehearsal of Doom tomorrow. Leaving at 7:30 in the am on a Saturday is not fun. Staying until 8:00 or 9:00 at night is even worse. Ugh. But hey, I'll have time to memorialize (haha) my monologue for my audition next week, work on tying fleece blankets for some kids who used to live in my ward/neighborhood (their dad was killed in a car accident last Thursday; I went to the funeral this morning and it was really sad. Pray for them, or think about them, k?), and listen to the music from Guys and Dolls on my laptop/music for my audition ("Wonderful, Wonderful Day" from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers). No homework yet. Good thing, yes? YES!!!

And I forgot to mention I changed my schedule. Again. Guess which classes I dropped/added? Guess, guess!!!

20 ?s...

1. When I was five:
I pretended that I couldn’t read the short “I am Sam” mouse books because they were way too easy. I hid them under my bed, and in January my teacher asked me if I had lost them. I told her, no, they were all under my mattress. My mom and teacher asked me why, and I said “Because they’re so boring!”

2. Were your parents married when you were born?
Before I was born, after I was born, and to this day. Let’s hope it lasts.

3. Pencil or pen?
Pencil for math class. Pencil for handwriting practice. Pen for everything else, and preferably black ink.

4. Do you believe in soul mates?

No.

5. Last week you felt:
Exhausted.

6. What was the first funeral you attended?
I was too little to remember. Some great-uncle or great-grandpa who I didn’t know, or some such. I did go to a funeral yesterday, though.

7. Name something pink that you can see from where you are sitting.
Erica’s pink camo shorts. Oh. She’s gone now, back to the auditorium, so now there is no pink anywhere near me. No joke.

8. What is the last sporting event that you watched?
I don’t watch sports. Like ever.

9. Are you rich?
Not in the green sense.

10. What is your favorite Disney movie?
”Beauty and the Beast”, “The Emperor’s New Groove”, and the Narnia movies.

11. In what month do you have the most birthdays to celebrate?
January.

12. What was your elementary school mascot?
At Scera Park it was a Bengal tiger, and at Hillcrest it was a hawk.

13. What do you need to get off your chest today?
That there are a few people in this cast who I used to think were nice who I have changed my mind about. They’re nice when it suits their purposes, and they’re truth-slanters.

14. Do you have a favorite pair of pajamas?
Not really.

15. What day of the week flies by the quickest?
I think Saturdays do. But not this Saturday. Rehearsal of Doom will NOT END!!!

16. What was the last thing you ate?
Chocolate pudding and whipped cream layers off of the top of a walnut crust. I didn’t eat the crust, because I’m allergic to walnuts.

17. What are you waiting for?
This ridiculous rehearsal full of ridiculous directors, techies, and annoying actresses to end.

18. How late did you stay up last night?
I didn’t fall asleep until after 12:30.

19. You come across a full box of donuts in the break room at work. It's really only polite to take just one. Which one do you choose?
Either the old-fashioned crueler or the glazed blueberry crueler.

20. Would you rather drive across the country in an RV or go by train?
Can I just stay home?

hectic...

I've been so busy. Shopping, working, rehearsing, volunteering, and just trying to keep my head above water has taken up most of my time lately. Here's the general idea of what's gone on:

1. Tuesday we had our first full run for Oz. It went...okay.

2. My last summer day volunteering at the library was on Tuesday morning, and it was the day that I finally got my volunteer badge. Funny how that works.

3. Wednesday the girls, mom, and I went shopping for school stuff (mostly for my sisters) and things for costumes. We found gorgeous gold hair clips to use for MOLO. I'm way excited.

4. Rehearsal went surprisingly well. Show run time at this present day is 2 hours 8 minutes. Not bad.

5. The first day of school was today. It sucked, but could have been worse. Sarah Hawkins sits next to me in math, so we are having too much fun. Algebraic equations are not supposed to be fun. At least according to the other students in the class. It will be super weird being one of three seniors in Algebra II. Most of the others are stuck up little sophomores. Seriously, those kids have ISSUES this year.

6. I really, really, REALLY want to take Mr. Jackman's Health Science class. So, I'm dropping Woods tomorrow to take H.S. instead. YAY!!!

7. I don't have rehearsal tonight, which is why I'm snagging a minute to write this.

8. My manager forgot that I don't get out of class until 3:15 on Tuesdays and Thursdays this fall. He has me scheduled to work every Tuesday at 3:00, and I can't even get there until 3:30 or 3:40.

9. The box holding my pasta salad in my Spiderman lunch bag leaked all over. I'm SO glad that we bought lunch box/bags instead of using paper sacks. Phew.

10. I'm exhausted.

11. AND I need to find a 15-30 second monologue to memorize because I'm auditioning for "Guys and Dolls" at my high school on Monday or Tuesday. I won't get a really good part because Mr. Criman, the drama man, always casts his drama students in the leads. Which is kind of sad, because some of them suck and some of them just have crappy attitudes and are way rude to everyone else. :P

Good bye. I'm going to watch "Avatar" now, because my homework is done. :P

are you kidding?

Beginning tomorrow, there are three days until the official start of my Senior year in high school. Three days until my Senior status, and three minutes ago I just lost a tooth.

No joke. I was eating a Starburst just for fun, and because I wanted to, and all of the sudden I noticed that one of my molars was really hurting. It felt like it was digging into my gum. Perhaps there was some rather sticky bit of candy left behind, so I wiggled my tongue and *pop*. A white tooth landed in my hand.

This just proves that I am behind my age group in many developmental areas (what? really?). In kindergarten, I lost two teeth. TWO TEETH. What the heck, right? In first grade, maybe five. In second grade, twoish. Third, zero. Fourth, zero. Fifth, zero. Sixth, zero. It was not until TENTH GRADE that I started losing the smaller molars. I lost two teeth in tenth grade, two in eleventh, and now another one as I start twelfth.

Great. Now I start school with a big, gaping smile. It was cute when I was a kid, but now it'll just look like I don't have proper hygeine. There's no WAY it'll have grown back by Homecoming. Ugh. I mean, the one I lost last year just barely finished growing in a couple of months ago. What's the deal?

girls do dumb things when left to their own devices...

Before leaving rehearsal last night, Mary and Carissa showed off another side of themselves when they discovered that the Scarecrow's pole could not only be used for "burning" people at the stake, but for much more exotic activities. *smirk* Just imagine two 30-something year old women taking turns singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" to a six foot long piece of wood. Interesting things happen backstage.

EVERYthing is so much funnier at 3:00 in the morning. The night got off to a great start with the last ten or so minutes of Barney and the Dreammaker. Carissa's younger kids were watching it. I rememer seeing that movie in the theaters when I was younger. I know. Barney in the theaters? Ew.

As soon as everyone showed up (Carissa, Emma, Jasmin, Balin, Mary, Shannon, Samantha, Miranda, Alaia, and me) Carissa broke out the key lime pie, cheese tortillas, and the LDS version of Pride & Prejudice, commonly known as "The Pink Bible". It sounds really dumb, and it really kind of is, but with 10 girls/women eating sugary pie and working on costumes and drooling (that was Balin) over Mr. Darcy, it's hilarious. I'd never seen it before, and I was really missing out. Actually, I'd never seen any of the real movies that we watched.

Once we'd finished that movie, Emma asked me if I'd ever seen Barbie and the Diamond Castle. I had not (for obvious reasons) so they put that one in next. It wasn't as funny on its own, but I laughed at some of the stupidity and all of the girls swooning over the two male interest characters. The two sparkling, dancing puppies were a little bit disturbing, especially since one of them looks just like Misty, but they were still way cute.

Next came The Muppets' Wizard of Oz, which was rather grown-up and absolutely hysterical (which could be related to the fact that it was 3:00 in the morning). There were parts where Miranda and I were literally falling off the couch with laughter (the Tin Man [Gonzo] somehow having nipples or some other crazy thing like that). And Toto the prawn with the Mexican accent. Wow. It was amazing. We (Balin, Jasmin, Emma) told Greg (Tin Man) about it at rehearsal, because the moment we saw him this morning we all fell to the ground laughing.

The night finally ended around 4:00. We tend to do that a lot. Emma, Jasmin, Balin, and I were the only ones actually sleeping over (Emma because she lives there). Mary, Shannon, Samantha, and Miranda went home. Alaia and Carissa went upstairs to sleep in their own beds. So, the Fab 4 of us giggled and hooted with laughter about "Jeetair Boogs" and bugly seizures onstage and poking our hair straight up to make antennas and boys and more Jeetair Boogs. Twas worthwhile.

Nights at Carissa's are amazing. They're just the most fantabularifical thing in the whole world.

nothing today...

That is what I did. All day. I woke up at noon, read/slept more until 2, and then did more of the same. It was intense.

But tonight will be different, and it's probably a good thing that I didn't do much today. I'm going to sleep over at Carissa's again! Yay! (read about the last adventure here) I'm so excited.

So, I'll read all of your blogs tomorrow sometime (after our first Rehearsal of Doom [pre-tech], if it ever ends) and post about tonight's adventures. Dang, I still need to write up Authorpalooza, too. I'm so behind!

BYE!!!

blog awards...

I was given some awards (Honest Scrap Award, Kreativ Blogger Award, One Lovely Blog Award, The Lemonade Stand Award) by one of my favorite bloggers, julochka at moments of perfect clarity. Reading her stuff is so much fun, and she's way nice.

And now, without further ado, I bestow awards upon the following individuals:

Goes to McGillicutty of Inner Rambling of a Mid Life Mama and Vancouver's Enviro Girl of The (mis) Adventures of VEG!


Goes to concrete and honey and steviewren of a little birdie told me so.




Goes to cuileann of eating a tangerine and Strawberry Girl of Creatively Written.



Goes to Molly of ohfortheloveofblog and ~*~The Family~*~ of Once Upon a Family.

Those are the awards for today, and I'll most likely be posting some more. 'Cause there are so many of you out there that I just 'preciate sa'much!

fees are paid and results are in...

Despite being up until 4:00 in the morning to create a 19 page study guide, I did not fail my test. Nope, nope, nope. I got 185/200, or roughly 92%, which means..........

I DIDN'T FAIL THE CLASS!!!

HAHA! Chew on THAT, Mr. My-way-or-the-highway-professor-who-closes-the-class-five-days-before-the-end-of-the-semester (no offense). I didn't fail. I got a high B+. Neaneer, neaneer, neeeaneeeeeeeerrrrrrr!!!!

The test really wasn't that hard; I probably could have gotten a higher score if I hadn't been confused about certain questions, aka those regarding the chambers/functions of the heart, veins, and arteries. I think I got the left ventricle confused with the right something that starts with an "a". Oh, well.

And just because I can, I will tell you that ALL of the information that I needed was on the study guide, which only took 19 pages. The textbook was 530-something pages long. And that was the BRIEF edition. Good gravy, too many big words!

As for registration, my mom and I went over to MVHS and fixed up my schedule. Again. Honestly, I just cannot make up my mind or else the counselors cannot get it right. Probably a little bit of both this time; since my Ballroom class is now accredited for a required PE class for Seniors, I got kicked out of the PE class that I really wanted to take. When we went in today, I wanted to re-register for it, but it is no longer being taught during the period I had open. SOoO...mom and I looked through the class options and found, you'll never guess...an open choir class!

So, my schedule. Instead of looking like this:

First Semester:
A1-Seminary
A2-Released on MWFs, Communications 1050 on TTHs
A3-Algebra II (I know...sigh)
A4-Released (for the mo)
A5-Meteorology 1010 on TTHs

B1-Advanced Woods
B2-Released on MWFs, Communications 1050 on TTHs
B3-Released (for the mo)
B4-Released (for the mo)
B5-Meteorology 1010 on TTHs

Second Semester:
A1-Ballroom
A2-Released on MWFs, English 2010 on TTHs
A3-Algebra II
A4-Released
A5-Philosophy and Ethics 2050 on MWs

B1-Advanced Woods
B2-Released MWF, English 2010 on TTHs
B3-Seminary
B4-Released
B5-Philosophy and Ethics 2050 on TTH

now looks like this:

First Semester:
A1-Seminary
A2-Released on MWFs, Communications 1050 on TTHs
A3-Algebra II (I know...sigh)
A4-Released (for the mo)
A5-Meteorology 1010 on TTHs

B1-Advanced Woods
B2-Released on MWFs, Communications 1050 on TTHs
B3-SATB Choir
B4-Released (for the mo)
B5-Meteorology 1010 on TTHs

Second Semester:
A1-Ballroom
A2-Released on MWFs, English 2010 on TTHs
A3-Algebra II
A4-Seminary
A5-Philosophy and Ethics 2050 on MWs

B1-Advanced Woods
B2-Released MWF, English 2010 on TTHs
B3-SATB Choir
B4-Released
B5-Philosophy and Ethics 2050 on TTH

Yay. And as a bonus, most people have found it easier to pay fees online, so there was absolutely no wait to pay for my stuff, get my Student Handbook/planner, and even change my class. Awesome, no? Heck yes.

So. That's been my day so far. It never really ended from yesterday, to be honest. I took a "nap" from about 4:30 am-7:30 am. I think I might take another before I have to go to rehearsal tonight. Ew.

I'll be honest, I absolutely love being in plays and choirs and such. I love the process of learning the steps, the music, the cues, and seeing it all put together. But as soon as it's time to perform...get me out of here! I HATE performing. When people ask me, "What is your least favorite thing about being in a production?" and I respond "Performances.", people laugh their heads off. But I'm serious. Performing sucks. I love to learn new things and be ready to perform, but I hate putting myself out there and actually doing it for an audience. Call me cawazy, but I am cawazy. ;)

Expect one or two more posts today sometime; I need to post about Authorpalooza and hand out some awards.

Stay tuned! (unless you don't wanna-i understand. *sniff*)

(( haha, just kidding! whooee i'm tired!!!))

cram...

I finished my study guide for my Health final tomorrow (or today-see *). I think I'm going to fail this-there is SO much to remember!

So, now that I'm done, I'm going upstairs to print it off, put it in my bag, and go to sleep until I have to get up in a few hours to go to my high school and finish registering. Ugh. It's going to be a heck of a long day.

*technically this was posted at 2:29 am on Thursday the 13, but then there would have been no Wednesday post. so it's a Wednesday post on a Thursday morning. :)*

reading about the immune system is making me sick...

I really don't want to know HOW my immune system works or WHY it works. I feel achy and ill learning about it. As long as it works, I don't care. I just don't want to know!

I'm currently reading the chapter in my Health book about vaccinations and infectious pathogens. Just the words about needles, medicines, dead microbes, cell damage, parasites, system structures, and donated blood plasma is making me hurt all over.

Is there a vaccine for that?

stupid...

I am. 'Cause I didn't realize that all college teachers are different and make up their own rules. My Health professor decided that his class would end five days before the end of the semester, so all of the quizzes, tests, and assignments were due last night. Meaning I pretty much failed the class.

Now that you're all worried-ha. Yes, the stuff is all due, but I wrote him an email asking for the criteria to get an "I" in the course, and he responded saying "I don't give 'I's, so just finish the tests and quizzes and take the final." Score! Thank you, mom, for telling me to email him. I'll still probably end up with a B at the most, if I get 150/200 on the final. I'm so stupid.

Do any of you find me annoying? Or rude? Or something else like that? Let me know so I can fix it.

My family and I (excluding dad-he's on another business trip) drove up Provo Canyon today to go on a "picinica". I used to say that when I was little, and now my mom uses it. We had a lovely chicken and grape pasta salad, and I messed around with my camera. Misty had fun lying in the grass. She has exploded, seriously. I can't figure it out, but she's taller, longer, and just bigger. It's so weird. We all thought she'd stopped growing. Now this little white monster dog is running around the house, tripping on her spindly legs. While we were eating she sprawled and turned her nose up at her own dinner. Word to the wise-never feed a Maltese, even a half Maltese, people food because she will never eat her own again.

There were a lot of family groups at the canyon park. Each was at least three generations-grandparents, parents, and children. Two of these families collided when a small girl hurled a large flying disc with all of her might, and it landed in the other family's fire pit. The grandma of the second family let out an "uh-WHA!" and began kicking the disc to get it out of the flames. The small girl began to cry, and was given a few Starbursts from the grandma and the teenage boy of the second family. I tried not to laugh for the little girl's sake, but it was funny.

The only problem with the campfires is that now I smell like woodsmoke. It takes so long for me to get it out of my hair. Like from Girl's Camp-THREE DAYS!!! AND I washed it three times each of those days. NINE times before my hair was back to normal. That's the trouble with some good things. It's good while it's happening, but sometimes the lingering effects are a little bit annoying. Break out the shampoo, people!

Dessert was from Macey's-individual pints of ice cream. Yes, I can eat one in a single sitting, and yes, I know I shouldn't. At least it wasn't a quart, right? All in all it was a fun evening. Now I just have to finish five more chapters for this Health class. I'm so stupid! Perhaps I'll learn something from this, like make a schedule so I know when stuff is due. That might be a good idea.

Maybe I can learn how not to be stupid. Is there a "How Not To Be Stupid for Dummies" out there yet? Someone write it so I can have it on my bedside table. It would probably get more use than any book I've ever read.

wtfreak...

That's all I can say when I think of my Health final on Thursday and having only completed ten chapters so far, school starting on the the Thursday after, being scheduled for a television spot on Good Day Utah the day after for WoOz, opening night on the 27 and the following performances, the ACT test on September 12...

WTFreak!?! THIS IS NUTSO!!! I'm going to be a SENIOR?!?!?!?!? WHEN did THAT happen?!?

Plus I'm sick. No idea how that happened, but I've got a fever, sore throat, headache, yadeeyadeeyada. That's so dumb.

Tomorrow I go back over to MVHS to get my schedule fixed. Yeah, I decided to stay at MV instead of transferring to OHS, the school which I'm in area for. It'll just work better. My schedule has a hole in it, meaning I am not scheduled for a class or a released period. Just nothing. Should I take PE Lifetime Activities, a second ballroom class if there is one open, try and finangle myself into Jewelry, take some sort of an AP class just for the heck of it, or keep it a released period?

I need ideas, people. You know me well enough to suggest classes, yes? Of course. :D

(Beth, I don't have pictures of me in my dress from yesterday. Our neighbor took some, but I don't know if he'll give us copies or not. If he does, I'll think about posting them. I'm kind of embarrassed to put pictures of myself up.)

singin' at the bbq...

My sisters and I were asked to sing at my across the street neighbors' summer barbecue a couple of weeks ago, and today was the day of our performance. Ugh. My voice totally cracked on the "encore" of "My Favorite Things" from The Sound of Music (they asked us to sing it a second time). Ah, well.

Despite my sisters protests, I wore my red dress and black heels to perform in. I cannot, cannot perform in jeans. I don't know why, but I just feel so sloppy and out of character. I guess I hide behind the clothes I'm wearing. If the audience sees a pretty dress, maybe they'll forget the person inside of it. I did "dress it down" to match the backyard barbecue feel by throwing on a denim jacket over the top, but I did end up wearing a black headband with white rhinestones and pearl with rhinestone accent earrings. Told you I perform dressed up. :)

Mom had me sing first. I performed "Honey Bun" from South Pacific. I think it went all right. It wasn't horrible like I expected it to be, but I don't know. Amanda went next with "I Could Have Danced All Night" from My Fair Lady. She did a very good job. Meghan made everyone cry, especially the men, with her song "On My Own" from Les Miserables. After we sang as a trio "My Favorite Things" with me on the first verse, Amanda on the second, Meghan on the third, and harmony on the ending chorus.

Food was good, singing is over, and our neighbor gave us a box of chocolates. Loverly. :) The one sad thing was that Misty had to stay home. She always gets sad when we leave her behind. See? She sits on the couch and looks out the window after us, unless she's really depressed and pouting. Then she stands at the door with her tail between her legs and hangs her head. Sadness.

breakfast...

I am at work eating the best blueberry bagel I have ever had in my life. It's so amazing that I had to blog about it.

Health Bill...so important it's in caps...

This email concerns the proposed health care bill which is being voted on in three weeks. This is not a stupid forward, 'cause my mom and I created it ourselves. I don't care if you're Republican, Democrat, black, white, orange, or purple-every single one of you is affected by this. Please view these links and brush up on page 136 of the bill. If you feel as scared as I do, send it to friends and ask them to write to their representatives. You won't regret doing so. If you don't, well, at least you know, right?

One of the most frightening things about the proposed health care bill is the assisted suicide clause, which says that counseling on how to forgo nutrition, fluids, and medication will be offered in place of care to chronically ill, critically ill, and elderly people. Basically if your health care costs outweigh your value as a citizen of the United States, they'll teach you how to put yourself to sleep.

Here are some video links. I know some of you have seen some of these before, but the vote for this bill happens at the end of the month! Please send the following to your contacts. Contact your government representatives and let them know we don't need this bill!

Hicksville, NY, protest and former Lt Gov:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vC3ENngYnlQ

Detroit protest:
Go to 3:20 on the following video (the rest is just enthusiastic people-watching):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiW8s-Vld88

Columbus, Ohio, protest (part II):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7-75RZuxIs

20/20 on USA health care reform and Canada's and UK's health care:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdx_2cuPgQQ

Fox on Health care:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yO9L3oyQhQ8


Part of being an American is taking responsibility for your part of the decision making. As George Washington said of the Constitution, "...its only keepers, the people". It is time to take up our pens and to let our voices ring out. It is our sacred honor and duty.

Let's keep this country free!

20 ?s...

1. What are you listening to?

My family watching “Glory Road”.

2. If you were a crayon what color would you be?

The sharp one, I don’t know. You tell me.

3. Any favorite smells?

Well, it’s not you. ;)

4. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?

My daddy. He’s on a trip. Again.

5. Do you use nail coloring?

Nope. I have a habit of biting my nails when nervous, so they’re not long enough to paint.

6. Favorite sport to watch?

Diving, ballet (it counts), figure skating (solo and couples), ice hockey.

7. Hair color?

Some weird shade of everything, including white.

8. Eye color?

Ice blue, or grey blue, depending on what I’m wearing and who is commenting.

9. Do you wear contacts?

Thank goodness I don’t need any gear for my eyes. I have enough trouble with mascara and liner as it is.

10. Favorite food?

This one always comes up, doesn’t it? I can’t think of any right now. But I have been thinking Arby’s for about five days. No go-gotta get my hair trimmed.

11. Scary plot or happy ending?

What constitutes a scary movie? Lassie had me in tears, I was so scared.

12. How fast do you type?

Between 80 and 110 words per minute, depending on what I’m doing/what the temperature is/if I’m actually focused/length of words.

13. What color of shirt are you wearing?

A blue, over-sized, long-sleeved button up.

14. Summer or winter?

At the moment I’m thinking of winter. Halloween, Christmas, you know. And snow.

15. Hugs or kisses?

I like chocolate.

16. Favorite dessert?

Rice Krispy Treats for da WIN!!!

17. Last song you heard?

“Somewhere Over the Rainbow”

18. Black or white?

Black or white what? That is a potentially dangerous question.

19. What book are you reading now?

The King of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner. This one is harder to read than the first one; there’s more politics and intrigue so there’s more detail.

20. What’s on your mouse pad?

My mouse is so cool, his pad has an advertisement for Provo School District’s Career Tech Education program on it. Rock on.

high school survival guide I...

School begins in two weeks, give or take a couple of days. I've been thinking back on my time during some of my classes, and I've begun to make lists of the things I wish I'd known when I was signing up. My first list concerns AP Environmental Science, taught by Mr. Clark. Ready?

15 Ways to Survive AP Environmental Science:

1. When Mr. Clark says you need to study, you need to study. Take him seriously.

2. You will NOT pass the "Rocks and Minerals" test unless you go into the classroom for at least four hours a week before or after school to study the samples in the cases/on the shelves.

3. The AP test is required, so study like you are going to take it (you have to no matter what).

4. AP test essays are not to be taken lightly-know what you're talking about or Mr. Clark will dock you major points.

5. Mr. Clark curves all of his tests. Do not aim for the highest score or your classmates will hate your guts.

6. Go to the school plays/concerts and keep the program to turn in. It's worth extra credit at the end of the term.

7. Don't procrastinate turning in the chapter review assignments, because if you don't turn them in on time you have to write out the definition for each vocabulary term at the back of the chapter AND draw a picture to match. It sucks. Like ew.

8. Take good notes. Very good notes. And draw the diagrams.

9. Don't put your head down on the desk/look tired/stare straight ahead/tip your chair back. Always look busy and attentive, 'cause otherwise Mr. Clark will tell you to go and get a drink.

10. Make sure your questions sound intelligent.

11. Don't talk to your neighbors. Mr. Clark doesn't like it.

12. Pick good lab/table partners, 'cause you're stuck with them for the whole semester.

13. Never do homework in his class.

14. Always bring your field book and never bring your phone.

15. Turn in money for the AP test and field trip before the deadline, because they go on your grade. Also, the field trip is required. Don't worry; it's way fun.

OMGosh!!!!!!!!

Wow. Wow, wow. I read a book a few weeks ago called The Glass Harmonica by Louise Marley. I also posted a review for it on one of my Reading Worlds lists. And guess who commented on my review of said book? Louise Marley.

WOW!!! First Beth on this blog, then Sherwood (Smith) on Goodreads, now Louise on this blog, too. This is totally the COOLEST thing EVER!!!

I feel so lucky. :)

hair, hair, hair...

This is what puppy looks like after a long time between beauty parlor visits. I now christen her...Mop Head.

And the face she is making is because she just got kicked in the nose by a flailing foot during a rousing game of Twister. She stayed under the table after wards.

Haha. Mop Head. Love you!

do i still have eardrums?

Someone is blasting Josh Groban upstairs. Who does that? I can understand blasting Spiderman or Lord of the Rings or The Chronicles of Narnia or Superman while watching the movie because they've got great music , and I can understand blasting Queen or something like that, but Josh Groban? That is weird.

*sigh*

It's my dad.

Reminds me of the time during my Homecoming date that Andrew, my date's best friend, cranked up The Mormon Tabernacle Choir and rolled down all of the windows. That was rather strange, too. Especially pulling up next to people at stoplights. Wow.