Shutting down...again.

I realized how stupid and weird I sound, looking back on most of my posts. I just don't sound like a teenager should. In short, I'm shutting down this blog. I'm making a new one that will be more focused on photography and less on my boring and uneventful life. Thanks for reading, whoever did, sorry I'm such a freak.

Crashing down.

It has officially begun. Not three weeks ago, I was coming to terms with the fact that my 7-year assumption had been replaced with hardly nothing. In short, I assumed I was going to get a lead in my very last CTE show because A) I'd gotten leads before and was considered to be one of the "good" ones B) The adults (directing team, other parents, etc.) really do love me and C) All ninth graders get at least a small speaking part on their last show, it's just set in stone.

I.still.don't.under.stand.

I still had one hope - the next fall show for CTE's sister theatre group, FVTC (Fox Valley Theatre Company). And just now, I checked the website and it's ... Children of Eden.

The show where they make up things about the bible. A.k.a.? Blasphemy. My God is my God and in everything I do, I honor him. And this? Out of the question.

So my one solace has been torn down. Now what?

???

I can tell you one thing. This SUCKS. I HATE it. I hate to be blunt, I hate to be crude but it's true. All the other ninth graders are always talking, they're disrespectful, the boys flirt shamelessly with the girls and vice versa. Not to say I don't love a good amount of them, quite dearly in fact. But I never talk, I always pay attention, I treat this like a career and not Social Hour. And guess what? Back in June, they all got SOLOS and I did NOT. They reward bad behaviour. And I've had enough.

Off to bed.

From your residental Punk-ette.

I have a confession. Or more, an annoucement - whichever you prefer. I have always considered myself to be 'different' - quirky, unique. It goes beyond the ties of the Theatre - I'm just, well, a bit odd. So far in life I haven't strayed from typical style - you know, Aeropostale and what not -but I've felt lately that it should change. Well, not that it should, as styles nowadays are many times very cute, but more that I want to.

Gothic is too ungodly. You know, red and black, blood and giant skulls. Erm. Nothankyou. There's Bohemian - which is gorgeous, but being the clunky klutz I am, I could never ever pull it off. So I resorted to Punk. Or, what Mum refers to as, "Fun". And fun, it is! Neon colors, pettiskirts, bright hair extensions, hair bow clips, skirts over skinny jeans. I just love it all.

So yesterday Mum and I went shopping at my new 'staple store' - Hot Topic. It was my first time getting actual clothing from there, though I've stocked up on their amazing hair clips. While I'll admit that some of their stuff is much too, like I said, gothic - I had a blast. And, Mum loves it too, AND it's not terribly expensive (she refers to it as "Kohls without the sales". Win-win!



OH, and before I forget - Congratulations Jeremy on winning last night's round of the Law Tournament! Good luck tonight! Love ya! ~ Your sissy-in-law

At Long Last

Something people are surprised to find out about me is that I do not own, nor have I ever owned, a cellphone. In teenage years, they are crucial. Everyone-and I really do mean EVERYONE-has one. Except me.

But not for long! I've FINALLY (after about 4 years of trying) convinced my parents to let me buy one and pay for all the bills myself. The bills are easy, with tax it'd only be $25 a month for unlimited nights and weekends and *drumroll please* unlimited texting!!! A dream come true.

Because I'm totally not overdramatic, or anything like that.

Anyway...say hello to the Samsung Gravity! To be mine in an exact 19 days. I've not found a name yet (Maria is my Ipod) but I will soon.

"I have had no trials in my life until now, and they have proven that I AM a horrid child." ~ A Little Princess