September 23, 2008

  • Hi!

    Lol, so I've been srsly really trying to blog almost everyday for the last few days and keep getting so distracted by homework/sexy South Park marathons/catching up with the anime scene that I never get around to it.  BUT OHOHOHO, LOOK AT ME NOW.  Blogging masta is me!

    I've been secretly very proud of myself because this is the first year that I'm observing Spirit Week at school.  I didn't take any pictures, but I know Chau has a million, lulz.  TBH, I really think that seniors SHOULD win spirit point competitions every year, in spirit of it being their last year (lol @ not-so-subtle pun), so I've never really done Spirit Week in previous years.  But I'm a senior now, so ohohohoho!  ohohohohohooooo
    now i just need to fix my professor chaos costume and i'm set
    >:D

    What I'm secretly jealous of is how Mt. Pleasant (the high school i would've attended if i never moved away from san jose!) has four quads for each of the classes, so every holiday season the different classes have competitions decorating the quads, and the seniors always win.  lul

    My vision for a Christmas decorating contest:

    LOL, IT'S AN X-A TREE!  GET IT?!???!  Christmas : x-mas : : Christa : x-a?!?!?
    I'M SO CLEVAR
    On second thought, it's probably good we don't have that competition here.  >_>.

    ENGLISH WAS SO EMBARRASSING TODAY.  I bought a Homecoming Candy-gram for Phuc, which was delivered to him in AP Lit, a class that we both share.  So Mr. Kjargaard read my note on the gram to him aloud  in front of the class!
    "To my Handome McFine..."
    *ALL CLASSMATES GIGGLEH*
    >___________>

    Also, Mr. Kjargaard has been going through this U2 phase, where he keeps playing songs from the U218 Singles album, which has been making my afternoons.  Whenever he talks about how wonderful Bono's voice is, in my head I'm going, "Amen, brotha!"

    On that note, I've been having reason to be emo for the last month, and in spirit of Mr. Kjargaard's U2 love, I listened to the UK single version of "Walk On" on Monday during lunch on my iPod, after months of forgetting that song's therapeutic effect on me, and I felt so empowered and joyous that I started tearing up.  It was the first time during lunch that I forgot how I once thought senior year was going to be absolutely terrible.  Sing it, Bono!

    And uh oh, today was the first day I was called to Reckless rehearsals!

    I did pretty coo' (what a relief!!@@), but I learned today that my Reckless monologue is very stressful on my throat, so I need a lot of water afterward. >_>.  There's this one part where I start belting the screams like an angry wrestler, which personally tickles me pink, but my throat gets dry and scratchy afterward.  Good thing it's only one part of the entire play!

    And as much as I LOOOOVE being backstage (especially stage manager, it's made me sooo much better at talking with people since i had to tell people what to do for that job), I must admit that being onstage feels like I've gotten some sort of promotion.  >_>.  Granted, it's only like one monologue SOMEWHERE in the second half of the play, but what delights me is that in the script, I AM Scene 11.  Like, my monologue has its own scene, and no one else speaks in that entire scene but me, so I secretly feel quite special.  I hope that makes sense.  <_<.

    For everyone interested in attending the play, here are the performance nights!  :)   Look at me be too lazy to write out the dates.  LOOK!

    I'm yet to find out the prices.  UH OHHH.  Also, it catches me off-guard that the matinee is going to be on a Wednesday this year, but what I do know is that I really hope I'm one of the attendees of the "The Color Purple" field trip.  >_>  (join drama club and not go to kickass field trips?  i think not!)

    Sidenote: Amber is facking awesome because she now calls me Dr. Christa.  LULZ.

    Sometimes, I really, truly believe that wishes and prayers come true, and that the universe really does balance itself by bringing the good with the bad, and that karma really does work, and I'm really crossing my fingers and knocking on wood that everything's going to come together somehow.  Meanwhile, I'm extremely good at spilling my heart and guts to minor acquaintances, yet when it comes to people I care about, my hands start shaking and my heart starts pounding in my ears, and I've actually haven't had that feeling in a long time with anyone besides Phuc.  And in the midst of worrying mixed with awkward nervousness and that old fiddling-with-my-shirt thing I haven't done in a while, I'm still very happy, because I've forgotten how enriching it is to want to be there for someone, and how heartwarming it is when someone wants to be there for you.

    and how when i get so shy i really wanna totally flake out and start hidin again, there's hella people makin me follow through
    lul

    By the way, someone make me more photogenic!  nyaaaaar  D:<

    i won't hesitate no more, no more

    Bye for now!

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