Date:	2008-01-13 21:39
Subject:	ha... haha... um... yeah
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Mood:	chipper

k, so, despite promising I would do this, like, four months ago, I'm doing it now... which is something...
So, hey Trevor: what's shakin' bacon? I  have filled out my OUACs. "Ontario" is pretty much all I have decided for post-secondary education. Ryerson, Yorke, U of T, Sheridan, and St. Lawrence are all in the mix. Beyond that, I got nothing. Sheridan would be my number one right now: going through the most recent program at Neptune Theatre, I found atleast six of the performers went to or are currently teaching at Sheridan, so it comes with a good rep.
YPCo is over: Little Women had a great run. I'm proud of what I did with my role, as lame as she was! Now, my general schedule is Beauty and the Beast at CEC from 3:15 to 4:45, and Seussical the Musical in Dartmouth from 6-10, on weekdays. I have voice on Sundays, curling when I can make it through the week, piano wednesdays after school, jazz choir wednesday evening, and saturdays? I socialize. Yeah, my social life is suffering: what else is new? I build up a wall of activities to keep people out, and I intend to die an old, lonely spinster. So far, so good!
So, if I'm doing musical theatre after high school, why am I currently doing Adv. Phys. 12, Pre-Cal, and Cal, including the AP at the end of the year?
I think I have a crush on Kyle XY (sci-fi show... seen it?) and I have decided, after seeing PS I love You, that I shall go to Ireland to meet my husband: they seem to breed them well there. (I swear, chick flicks don't usually do it for me, but in this, I started crying at the funeral, and it was over for about ten minutes before I stopped. It was also all interspersed with laughter. There is chick flick, and there is well made movie. This was the latter.)
Go see The Producers at Neptune! It will be funny!!!

Top Ten Phrases and their Anagrams

10) ELVIS - "Lives"
9) WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE - "He's like a lamp I swear" (There are ones that make more sense, but this one is funnier!)
8) SAY IT WITH FLOWERS - "we flirt so this way"
7) PRESIDENT BUSH OF THE USA - "A fresh one, but he's stupid"
6) GEORGE BUSH - "He bugs Gore"
5) A STITCH IN TIME SAVES NINE - "Is this meant as incentive?"
4) MOTHER-IN-LAW - "Woman Hitler"
3) BILL GATES - "Last bilge"
2) TOM CRUISE - "So I'm cuter"
1) VIN DIESEL - "I end lives", "I send evil", I end evils", "Is Vile End", "Snivel! Die!"

PS. Thanks for being awesome Trevor!

Again, I don't know why I'm posting exactly.
I've been feeling extremely tired as of late. I'm not sure why; I've just found most things very wearisome. I find myself constantly seeking other people's company, which brings me to another problem.
I have trust issues. They're not super serious; yeah, I trust my family, and I have probably two, maybe four friends at school that I really trust. There are even some people that I half trust. But when it comes down to it, I don't trust people. And I don't want to. You know what happens when you trust people? They take something you said three months ago and don't even remember saying, blow it out of proportion, and call you a bitch because of it. Or they take whatever you trusted them with and spread it around. Or they make everyone suspicious of your every movement. Or, worst of all, you realize eight months too late that you wasted your kisses on him, because he had a girlfriend he never told you about and he never really liked you in the first place. 

You hear the words spilling over my lips
Like a rainbow falling from the sky.
They keep coming, 
And I don't have to try

They spin a web that catches me,
And I say them standing tall.
To you, they sound so beautiful.
To you, they're like a waterfall

But to me, they feel like vomit,
Only there to cover up
That I have nothing to say at all.



Oh yeah. And I trust my dog. Everyone once in a while, it's nice hacing a friend who doesn't speak a word.

Date:	2007-01-24 18:13
Subject:	Nothing, actually
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Mood:	cold

I actually can't think of anything useful to say. I'm really only posting because I don't want to tstudy for my CLM test tomorrow. But I need to. I need to get 90's if I want to audition for Triple Sensation. I'm all registered and whatnot. Should be fun/interesting/nervewracking/stressful/fun. hopefully fun.
Oh, ricky's not dead yet. In case anyone was worried.
I love Stargate. Everytime I watch it I feel like a nerd, but its sooo amazing. It's one of the things keeping me going actually; just knowing that its on every night perks me up. I'm so in love with Daniel. Why must he be fictional? It's so hard to have a fictional person's babies. But not quite as difficult any more, since he no longer also lives on a different plane of existence! He's back, soon to be travelling through space and time, battling aliens that take over your brain and are made of ascended energy! (Whoa... did that just sound as sci-fi as I thought it did? Oh, man)
Next semester is going to be hell. Adv. Eng w/ Campbell, Global Geog w/ McKenzie (although I admit, I <3 McKenzie!!), Chem 12 w/... I forget, and Adv. Math 12 w/ Pilmer. Not bad teachers and whatnot, just so much constant work. I'm saving all my fun courses for next year. 
Ok, so I seriously can't procrastinate anymore. I'm off to study for CLM and Latin. Or maybe eat some cookies.

Wow, this is a rough day. 
I got three and a half hours of sleep last night. Last night was closing night, and I couldn't sleep because I was crying so much. I was crying so much because I can't believe it's over and desperately don't want it to be, and because of a nightmare I had. I had a nightmare because I act like Ricky's mother, and worry about him all the time. I actually had this nightmare twice before; One night, I'm trying to contact Ricky on MSN, and he doesn't answer. The next day, I bring in the paper and it says that he has died. He's died differently every time; once it was a car accident, and once it was alcohol poisoning. Last night, it was something stupid like a "fatal pop can explosion" or something. 
Then I went in to Mr. MacKillop to see what a missed, and walked away with a stack of sheets about three inches thick. I thought I was going to start crying again, but I mercifully restrained myself. I was so stressed that I sort of abducted Brendan at lunch and forced him to teach me how to do the dang stuff. It was really helpful and I learned a lot, but I was so tired/overwhelmed/upset, that I took some of it out on him as anger, by swearing and saying stupid things. I just walked away feeling like a butt head. 
I sucked at broom ball in PAL. And I mean SUCKED! It was partly because I was so tired, but largely because I'm athletically challenged.
I was walking home and I was surprised by how EVERYone reminds me of someone at Neptune. there's a girl who walks like Tringa, a guy with a beard who looks like Pirate Hubely, a guy who smells like Ricky... there's even a guy who could pass for Drew O'Hara's evil twin. So I almost cried again. Several times.
Then, earlier this week I had heard a report that Mark Nichols had injured his leg somehow. I didn't hear any details, and was really really scared, so I went on MSN and asked Mike Adam about it. Mark probably just has a stress fracture, but Mike is LEAVING THE TEAM! It's like my world is crumbling around me! That is one of those things that is just not supposed to happen! I mean, it's totally cool of him. His reasons are totally mature and the whole sitch is totally amicable, but I feel like I just shouldn't have asked. 
At least, not today.

I'll have to put in this poem I've been working on. I've been kinda writing it randomly since September in my Latin binder, and not really focusing on it, but I recently reread it all the way through. It's totally fragmented and I go through, like a zillion different frames of mind, but that kinda makes it cool.
Rehearsals rock. I love my lover, my sisters, my Ruthie-poo, my drunk pirate, my pirate #2; they all rock. We had a pretty scary incident last Friday, when we thought we would have to amputate Janice's hands, but that all worked out for the best. lmao, actually it was hilarious... she was fine.
Brad Gushue is signing copies of his book, "Golden Gushue" tomorrow (Wednesday) at MicMac mall, and I really want to go, so I can complete my set by taking a picture of him, me and larry (our broom). Unfortunately, I have a Latin project due, (which I really should be working on right now, instead of updating) and I'm quite distressed.
I cried with laughter at the Drama 12 class's miming today. I had had the crappiest morning (I SUCK at ringette, and sucking SUCKS), and suddenly, Brent walks in with a white face, and the best expressions. I seriously almost peed myself. I shared popcorn with Andy, laughed a butt cheek off at Joey and Travis trying to high five one another, laughed the other one off when joey accidentally started a ginormous fight by hitting on some random girl, i got to hear (well, see) about how will had walked into a wall earlier that day, and i got to watch sarah get picked up by brent. Then max stole my apple. And the whole time, I didn't need to hear them say a single word. It was sweet!
Sister Anne was here for supper; she's sweet. I had piano after supper; he wasn't so happy to see me. I really should practice sometime this week. I had chocolate mousse for dessert.
I really wish I was in a drama class. or something. I just feel so completely out of place in high school, i feel like i stick out like a sore thumb for my values, and boys are starting to get on my nerves again. (not you, trevor, dont worry.) I'm trying to keep a positive attitude about High School Musical, but deep down, I really feel like my last chance at having fun with theatre this year (other than Pirates) has been diminished incredibly. I don't stand a chance for a lead (for gods sake, I'm an opera singer) and chorus (as positive an attitude as i try to give it) is not very fun. Musical is all that really keeps me going through the long haul of the second half of the school year; the only thing that really makes me happy. i miss lambert/barret.
Sorry I only seem to come on this lj to complain, but I treat it kinda like a diary, for my innermost thoughts and feelings. I'm keeping myself really positive lately, but my innermost self isn't nearly so optimistic about things. I guess I'll just have to keep trying.
Thanx to everyone who continues to read.

Date:	2006-09-30 11:52
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Mood:	flirty

   Well, I guess it has been a while since I updated, because since then, I found out I got into Pirates of Penzance. (Wow, it's so easy to act calm when you're just typing!!!!) Not only am I in, I'm the romantic lead... cool! I'm Mabel, the youngest daughter of the Major-General, with a voice only bats can here. I'm uber excited about it. First rehearsal was a lot of fun. 
   Yesterday, I also had an audition for some voice work with Maritime Marionettes. That was pretty fun, but I felt like a complete douche. I mean, its fun to do character voices, but a) I prefer to do them in the privacy of my room at home, and b) I'm not very good at them to begin with. And of course, I had to run out at 4:15 so I could eat supper before the Dicksons picked me up at 4:30. 
   I still love Stargate-SG1 more than is humanly healthy. If I felt like a douche doing a goose impression in a room full of people yesterday, I felt even more stupid when I came upstairs to greet my parents and my aunt and uncle Tuesday night in tears because Daniel had schizophrenia :-P My birthday is next month (well, next month as of tomorrow) and I'm asking for as much of the series on DVD or VHS as possible... it has to be SOMEwhere.
   Anyways, I'm going to run as faaaar away as possible from the computer now, because I'm seriously freaked out by the dead grasshopper on the table in front of me. Feel free to comment... I'm not sure who actually reads this, but if anyone does, I love hearing from you.

Date:	2006-08-31 06:09
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Mood:	flirty

Ok, so, Katherine is to be thanked for my new addiction. THV and Blockbuster are to blame for my early withdrawl. It turns out you can't rent or buy Stargate-SG1 seasons 1-9 on DVD or video. What are people thinking? There is money to be made here! Oh, and Katherine is also to be thanked for my new user pic. (Hee hee, spacemonkey mafia!!) Last but not least, she is to blame (or thank) for inspiring my most recent top ten. (see below) 
Neptune was also a-fricking-mazing. I'm also sort of in withdrawl from that. Picture spending two weeks doing exactly what you feel perfect and right doing, and loving every second of being alive. Then you come home, find there is one week left before school and total overload. Between Pirates if I get in, Canada Games training, jazz choir if I get in, and schoolwork that i hate, I'll be lucky if my brain doesn't involuntarily shut down. 
So here it is...
My Top Ten Hottest Famous Guys of the Twenty-first Century
1) Michael Shanks ("Yes... You go down a dark hallway alone, and I'll wait here in a dark room... alone.")
2) Joaquin Phoenix ("If I ever become a teenage heartthrob, I'm gonna eat a lot and gain weight. Then I'll scar my face.")
3) Jamie Bell ("Miss... you don't fancy me, do you?"/"Alright, alright, don't lose your blob!")
4) Shawn Ashmore ("... I'm doing what I truly love. How many people can honestly say that?")
5) George Eads ("Poncho"... awwwwwww)
6) Dominic Monaghan ("VEN VILL YOU VEAR VIGS?!!")
7) Steve Yzerman ("The last time the Detroit Red Wings won a Stanley Cup, Eisenhauer was in office.")
8) Richard Dean Anderson ("Well, if there's a price on your head, you're doing your job.")
9) Stuart Wells ("I think you'd look wicked.")
10) Richard Gere ("Good... You wanna button your fly?")
 So there you have it. Fret not, if you're not on the list, you're porbably just not famous. Or from the Twenty-first century. ; )

Date:	2006-07-25 11:54
Subject:	On dreaming, following dreams, and reaching dreams
Security:	Public
Mood:	accomplished

Well, I am in a suFFIciently better mod than last time. LifeSupport is coming to RUSH again, and I AM going this time. (YAY!) And last week...
I met the Canadian Olympic Curling Team!! Jamie Korab was somehow even funnier in person (especially with a lei and a supersoaker), Mike Adams was... well, a dude, lol! He was our coach, and we learned soooo much! But for those of you who know me, the best part was... I Met Mark Nichols!!! Mark has been my hero since his first Brier appearence. He is (in my opinion) the greatest curler in Canada, and the most underappreciated in the world. I got my picture taken with him, and I cried. I am either even more pathetic than I  anticipated, or even more obsessive than I anticipated. At any rate, I also got a picture with me and the rest of the boys and our broom. (They liked our broom!) Then I got them developed and signed. I printed off two of the picture of me and Mark, however, and autographed one of them. I wrote him a fan letter, and put the autographed picture in with it, basically thanking him for inspiring me to follow my dreams and stop at nothing to achieve them. Now he'll have a memento of me when Team Porter wins the Olympic Gold Medal in eight years time. If you want to check out what other AWESOME stuff we did, here are Erin and Brittany's pics: http://www.piczo.com/erinandlouise?g=25942514&cr=1
I also completely cleaned out my room tonight, so I found some old poems, and some newer ones. The downside is, I don't know which is which, and I can't give any real back story. 

The Fruit (sonnet-ish)
There is a fruit that I have tasted,
Sweeter than a fruit should be, 
Sweet as the forbidden apple,
But it is not forbidden for me.

I've tasted fruit before this one
And they wer satisfying, too, 
But nothing I have ever tasted 
Fills me up like this can do

And maybe I have tasted fruit
That makes me want to have some more
But I have never felt that I
Could live on just one fruit before.

It is such a shame to see
This fruit is scarce as scarce can be.
        by Emma Smit

Yeah, that one sounds really deep, but I have no idea what it means. But this next one mainly makes me laugh... like that visualization thing where you're like " i made the shot but i fell!" (Insider for White Cappers...)

Fly
Sometimes I feel like I could fly
But when I fall and break my bones
I roll about and start to groan
And curse the ever stupid I
Who told me I could fly.
       by Emma Smit

Well, I'm going to try and work off this happy hangover... ah, who am I kidding? I love OLYMPIANS!!!!

Date:	2006-07-05 11:30
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hmmm, i came to update and realized that as per usual, i have absolutely nothing to say. Oh yeah, my grandmother broke her hipe, had to wait a week for surgery, but is walking again, and should be back in truro soon.

im going to the tatoo this weekend. "Exciting", you say? "Biggest annual indoor show in the world", you say? My butt. I was seriously looking forward to RUSH, and if it wasn't for my grandfather being excited/the tickets costing a poopload/my mom, id probably go anyways.

My acne looks twice as intense as per usual since the black flies at my cottage were four times as intense as usual. But now, if anymore little girls come up to me and point to my head and say "what are those red spots all over your head? are the bug bites?" i can say "yes", without it being a complete lie like last time.

Yeah, like always, the young one didnt quite get the "were going to the cottage for FOUR DAYS" message and only packed for overnight. so instead of spending four days in one pair of underwear, i spent the whole time in my bathing suit. smart, you say? hah, until you get sunburned all the way up the back of your legs, all along your buttocks, all up your back, shoulders, neck.... i wasn't impressed. my legs are so aloe vera-ed, i stuck to the car seat on the way home.

On a happier note, Laura looks uber cute, and has raised over $1500 so far. Her friend has started treatment, and even though it looks pretty bleak, not being alone in her baldness is helping to keep her spirits up.

And Good old Rev Kev is in Canada for a wedding. My house is full of lazy Irish humour and bliss. Unfortunately its infecting my dad. Irish humour is even scarier than his usual sense of humour.

Signing out, and God bless, and w/e you say to finish these things.

PS. My dog is a dork. But I love her

Date:	2006-06-19 08:52
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Well, that was a little confusing. I realized a wonderful top ten I want to do today.

Top Ten People I didn't think could inspire me any more... until they did.
10) Achla, my "lylac" friend... achla has always been there to discuss boys and other dirty things with me, but THEN I was able to confess my deepest, darkest boy secret, the one only THREE people in the world know... and she not only kept it a secret, but could SYMPATHIZE!!
9) Meggie, my "sisterly" sister... she has always been there for me with sisterly advice, but THEN, she called me every day when I had what I will refer to as "my smackdown" to comfort me, and offer me advice (some of which I shouldn't have taken... lol)
8) Rose, my weird friend (be proud of it, rose)... she was always there for me to help me in my pain, but THEN, she shared her own story with me and allowed me to share in hers.
7) My dad, the wuss... He always cried during the most pathetic stories (including ones he MADE UP... ON THE SPOT!), but THEN, he laughed at his own joke so hard at supper that he cried!
6) My mom, the machine... I always admired her for being unfailingly strong, and never crying, even during the Green Mile, but THEN, I finally saw her cry... and it was only because I was upset. The only time she feels pain is when she needs to share it with and for me.
5) Matt, my Jesus buddy... I seriously admired him for the whole R.U.S.H. thing, but THEN I saw him driving a car with the liscense plate "Karen's Wheels"... uber funny/cute!
4) Trevor, my smart friend (you are worthy of this title!)... often made me laugh at lunch hours and even opened my banana for me, but THEN he pulled off Sean Connery! You're a tank, man!
3) Cydney, my facial friend... always laughed at my jokes, no matter how corny. THEN she helped me talk about things you can't talk about with just *any* friend.
2) Katherine, my HP buddy... we hit it off immediately when we could talk about Harry Potter, but THEN when she was casting a "geeky, fruity girl" for a music video, and immediately thought of me? That's love!
1) Laura, my sister... she has always been there for me when I am super depressed (or even just drama queen depressed. NOW she is getting together with one of her best friends tonight who has cancer. Together, they are shaving their heads before her friend starts treatment, and raising money in the process. 
Yes, that's right, my sister is shaving her beautiful blonde locks and donating them to Locks of Love or whatever, raising money for the IWK, and joining her friend as a "bald babe". Say a prayer for them both, if you get the chance.

Date:	2006-06-07 12:57
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Mood:	mellow

Ok... for real. my poetry.
An I hate boys poem

Date:	2006-06-07 10:24
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Back to my old favourite use of my lj... poetry! ( Me and I Sometimes I drive me crazy and hate that I;m alive, because I can't escape my mind; my thoughts; my soul. All at once they close in on me, and I'm suffocating... I'm smothering myself; tearing myself down, but I find myself helpless to stop it. Sometimes I think I can hold myself down stand up to the beast inside of me. Its when I realize the beast and I are one and the same that I lose all hope and can't take it anymore. )A "Boys Confuse Me" Poem (  Consciences  )A "Maybe Boys Arent So Bad" poem ( Read more... )And peace.

Date:	2006-05-29 10:09
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Mood:	melancholy

Top Ten Sob Songs
10) "Adam's Song" - Blink 182
9) "Youth of the Nation" - P.O.D.
8) "Stole" - Kelly Rowland
7) "Tears in Heaven" - Eric Clapton
6) "Forrest Gump - End Theme" - Alan Silvestri
5) "Into The West" - Annie Lennox
4) "When Somebody Loved Me" - Sarah MacLachlan (Toy Story 2)
3) "Last Kiss" - Ricky Nelson
2) "Defying Gravity" - Stephen Schwartz (Wicked)
1) "I'm Not That Girl" - Stephen Schwartz (Wicked)
Top Ten Amusing Songs
10) The Mrs. MacPherson medley ("Bonjour dame madame, il fait beau")
9) "Zero to Hero" - (Hercules)
8) "I'm Never Speaking Up Again" - John Mayer (also sort of fits into the above category)
7) "Friend Like Me" - Robin Williams (Friend Like Me)
6) "Gaston" - (Beauty and the Beast)
5) "Main Street Electrical Parade"
4) "The Turkey Song" - Adam Sandler
3) "The Hanukkah Song" - Adam Sandler
2) "Amish Paradise" - Weird Al
1) "The Ultimate Showdown" - Lemon Demon

I have discovered it is a grea cleansing ritual for those very depressing days/weeks (read: this week) to listen to a very depressing song (or sing one or watch a depressing movie)and sob your eyes out. Immediately afterwards, when you are depressed to madness, listen to a funny song (or watch a funny movie, or red skelton), and it will seem ten times funnier than normal. If that doesn't make you feel better, you can always try a peanut butter chocolate milkshake and a facial.

Now, excuse me, I need to go buy some chocolate ice cream for my milk shake.

Date:	2006-05-21 03:32
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Top 10 Funniest Drunk People to Watch Whilst going Completely Sober at the "Jellicle Ball"
10) Kelly
9)Kieran
8) Dan
7) Brent
6) Ainslie
5) Allyson
4) Emily
3) Rose
2) Max
1) Bruce

I must admit, even though I found myself morally obligated to play nurse in the "drunk ward", cast party was a ball. The things that come out of people's mouths...! My night got better and better with making fun of crunk people, rapping the "Our Father" with Cayla, and trying to take Allyson's bottle away. The highlight of my night, however, is still, hands down, heading back to Andrew and David Ross's house at 2am, and watching all of the professional "Cats" movie. And within this experience was the terrifying experience of meeting the real life Macavity, Marianne's doll, and the totally fungasmic experience of going for a walk at 5:30 am with a plate of ice cream cake. The two hours of sleep bit... well, I guess it added to the experience in the long run.

Date:	2006-05-18 08:36
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Top Ten Reasons I Quit Boys
10) The whole "Don't worry, I can fix it" thing is really getting old
9) Morbid senses of humour are no amusing, in the slightest
8) A fear of bugs, as irrational as it may seem, is not liable to be mocked
7) They are even worse at appreciating the fact that I am an emotional girl than I am at appreciating the fact that they are emotionless boys
6) They all have nicer fingernails than me
5) I am a girl, and I still fart. Get over it
4) I am liable to random bursts of wearisome illness. The same goes for random bursts of energy, and random bursts of snarkiness. Again, get over it.
3) I cant find a hot nerd ANYWHERE
2) Every one I talk to wants to go out with me
1) For heaven's sakes, they're my best friends... They should know better!

If you dont know what this rant is about, and you are not a boy, ask me about it.

Date:	2006-05-13 02:47
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Mood:	scared

Top 10 Things to Do Before Opening Night
10) Go for a walk
9) Buy toothpaste/listerine/bobby pins/clay mask
8) Jump up and down for five minutes to keep your mind off of boys (stupid boys)
7)Paint nails in various colours until you find one that seems catlike.
6) Remove fingernail polish
5)See how many cups of tea you can drink in an hour (4 so far)
4)Super Ultra Mega Hungarian Facial
3)Take a three-hour-bath
2)Watch "Boy Meets World"
1) Panic ("And the lady seemed enraptured by his manly baritone...")

Date:	2006-05-07 07:51
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Follow up time!
Top Ten People I want To Hug:
1)Guy from the Green Mile
2)Charlie from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
3)Joaquin Phoenix
4)Leonardo DiCaprio
5)Dominic MOnaghan
6)Johnny Depp
7)Tom Hanks
8)That guy I always wave to at school...
9)Mr. MacKenzie (Best Canadian History Teacher/Teddy bear eVeR!)
10)Shel Silverstein
Musical Opens on Saturday... be there or be square. My wig doesn't fit on my head. Stink. My voice keeps cracking. Stinker. Monster zit on my nose. Stinkest. My audition went pretty sweet (mostly), so de-stink. Had a well-deserved two-hour bath last night, so de-stinker. We're growing seamonkeys in science, so de-stinkest!
I am home alone tonight, since my parents are still in Alberta, Laura has started her job in Antigonish, and Meggie is hanging with Matty. Its ham for the third night running.

Date:	2006-03-22 17:41
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Im early. I got a letter from Katherine! Shes my hero!
Life is great. Band Hall is great. Kitty orgies are great.
My nails are turning crusty instead of sparkly:P unimpressive.
Things to do before I die:
1. Hug Joaquin Phoenix, Leonardo DiCaprio, Tom Hanks, a kangaroo, "charlie" from charlie and the chocolate factory, and that big guy from the "Green Mile"
2. Learn to play the tuba, french horn, trumpet, and trombone
3. Play Elphaba in Wicked
4. Do a duet with Barry Manilow
5. Make a cartoon of Franz Litsz and crazy lady fans throwing their powdered wigs at him
6. Sing in a quartet
7. Be serenaded
8. Watch a sunset, and fall asleep doing so
9. Sit on the roof holding hands with the guy i love
10. Drive down the highway in a convertible while wearin oaklies.

Date:	2006-03-08 19:40
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heh heh heh... so sinfonica, i shalt never mock thou again. your amazing for updating once within the last ..... seven months? wow, business
Cabaret was fantasmic, for many reasons. ( i love hugs. but adam sux:() my musical theatre, after coming miles so quickly, has pretty much stopped. and (i havent told leslie yet, but) i switched my pop song. i was doing the sound of silence, by simon and garfunkel, which is an eargasmic song, but, when i tried to play it and sing it, and sounded like crap on a stick. so now, im doing some good old fashioned barry manilow.
curling regionals comPLETEly fell through. the only good thing that came from them was my moms mouth watering cookies. and i only ate six of them... in five minutes... mostly on the car ride home after smuggling them out in my jacket....
i think my shoes dyes are wearing off or i have some weird foot fungus, because my socks keep randomly turning blue. and getting holes in them, and it cant be all me.
according to brian, my solfeggietto would make andrew "pee his pants" its so good. i dont know how old that man is, but from the way he talks, you wouldnt guess more than twelve.
im behind in dance again. oy.
i must go smile quietly to myself in my room now. hopefully i will be back down within the month next time.