10:59PM

At this moment, there are not words to express the pressure I feel. I have been fired from Starbucks. Well, it's not as if I wasn't expecting that. I really was horrible and, (just between us, dear faithless readers), the managment at that particular location was not exactly up to par.

I have been cast in a play. I am playing Lizzie Curry in 'The Rainmaker'. However, before you get too excited,things are not going particularly well. I'm doing fine (at least according to the director), and we have a talented enough cast. Or, at least we had a talented enough cast until the male lead dropped out because of work and we had to switch the parts around, bringing in someone who had never done any acting whatsoever. Then, tonight, sixteen days before the show opens another cast member who shall remain nameless, decides to quit the show in order to play a bit part in Rocky Horror Picture Show! So now we have to bring in a completely new cast member, who doesn't know anything about the show at all!

Honestly! I'm trying to give men a chance. I'm trying to beleive that they're not all a bunch of selfcentered pricks but their not putting in a very good defense from what I've seen. Almost every young, male I have put some ammount of trust in, whether it be romantically or professionally, has let me down. (I could make a list but it would take too long). Well, if that's what they're all like then, in the words of Lizzie Curry: 'To hell with all of them!'

To top it off, we're putting my Dog of fifteen years to sleep tomorrow morning. My poor Shadow has had it very hard these past couple of years and it's his time to go. I hate it but...that's life.

Wow. That was an uplifting update.

As a peace offering, I shall give you the image of thirteen purple frogs singing and dancing in the Rain.

Until a hopefully happier time, may the heavens smile upon you all.

10:27PM

Yes, my dear faithless readers, I beleive that you are long past due for an update. (I can not make any promises, however, I can say that I will try to update more frequently from now on).

Now, as many of you know, I have returned to San Antonio, never to darken the halls of the University of North Texas again. (That's not to say, however, that once I secure a car I will not be making frequent visits to Denton). While in San Antonio I have accuired a job. I am now, an officially certified Starbucks barista!

I'm working in a newly opened store at Bitters and Embassy Row. We've spent the majority of the past week setting the store up and on Friday evening, we officially opened for the public. So far, I have worked two seven hour days and am expecting my first paycheck sometime this week.

In less happy news, I have been turned down for two community theater shows: Carousel (San Pedro Playhouse), and Commedy of Errors (San Pedro Cellar Theater). Not to worry however, as I have at least two more auditions lined up for the summer, one of which is tommorrow at 7:00 pm. (Wish me luck!).

In other news my best friend's wedding has been called off. Thus proving, definitavely, once and for all, that all men are bastards and not to be trusted.

I am currently having major anger issues in dealing with this new reality. I'm a very difficult person to anger most of the time. However, I do have three areas in my life which I will loyally defend to the death if necesarry. The first is my faith, the second are my friends and family, the third is Harry Potter. (Well Harry Potter...perhaps not to the death, but I am willing to put up a very strong fight to up hold its literrary integrity). And, in this case, one of my closest friends has been thouroughly wounded on an extremely personal level.

It's nearly all I can do to keep from marching to the man's home and litterally knocking sense into his thick skull.

No, no scratch that last sentence.

After all if she can somehow, miraculously, learn to forgive him, then I can too. Still, even if I do, eventually, forgive him, I'm convinced that it will be a cold day in hell before I can learn to like him again.

Well...on that light and cheery note (note the sarcasm) I shall leave you with the image of three aquatic bunnies sporting lime green monkey pants singing 'Matchmaker' from fiddler on the Roof.

Current mood: crushed

11:07AM - I don't care!

Hello once again and welcome to the two weeks which I have now termed "f---itall fortnight" known to the less crude populus as "finals week".

The week began on Monday in which I stressed about my math test (Not the final) the entire time I was taking it and then returned to my dorm room in order to stress about my jurry which would be taking place at 12:18 the same day.

To wear for my jurry I chose a flowy skirt and lime green top and happily felt very much myself. I began to preceed to the music building where my accompanist was waiting for me. With in seconds of my arrival a little man with curly hair and a slightly orange face (Think a middle aged frodo baggins meets oompaloompa), walked into the hall, said they were running a bit early and asks me if I was ready to go. Of course I wasn't, (my hands were shaking and I hadn't even warmed up yet). But who am I to refuse the allmighty jurror. So I said yes and walked into the jurry room.

I was met with the ussuall assortment of old, but well dressed, foggies who all looked like they had just sucked on a lemon gone bad and my voice teacher (The only person in the room under forty besides my accompanist and me).

Anyway, I told them the title of my first song and proceeded through the first verse efforletlessly until I got to the chorus and then I immideately forgot the words. There were several moments of confussion before I sang the section again. After that was done, I was prepared (if not exactly thrilled) to sing my German peice. However, what should the jurror to my left call off my repitoire sheet but the Bernstein peice from Peter Pan! HURRAH! I sang and actually preformed, (I know SHOCK to the classical voice world), thus I was ushered out of the room with a cold "Thank you".

It was, I suppose in the hallway that instead of bursting into tears because of my mistake and the cold manner in which I was dismissed, I realized something very important: I don't care.

Really why should it matter what those wet blankets think of me anyway? Why am I trying so hard to impress them when I think nearly everything they represent is outdated and eleitist?

Sure I want a good grade but I'm leaving this year for heavens sake! There is no reason to want their approval!

That is the day I came up with my title for the next two weeks. Yes, I want good grades and I want to pass all my classes but...in the grand scheme of things will it really matter if I pass voice with a B or an A because of subjective judging? Not really! (Besides, we all know from the winter olympics that subjective judges will ultimately get theres. So HA UNT school of music!)

Current mood: cheerful

6:48PM

Oh dear. It seems I have been neglecting my ever faithless readers these past few months (In that case, said faithless readers may possibly earn the title "Faithful" if they are still reading this). In my defense quite a bit has been going on in my life since I last wrote. And the stress of all of this has kept me from thinking much about writing it all down to share with a world of people who would, no doubt, laugh at my petty troubles, before taking toast and tea with a group of exceptionally friendly gorillas.

In the months since I have written, my life has taken several major turns which I will describe for you now chronologically in the monts they took place.

Febuary:

- I finally spell out my feelings to the tourtise who claims that he is flattered and generally feels the same way, but is much too busy to be romantically involved at the moment. (In other words, he's a comitment phobic bastard who will be ever married to his precious piano. Never discuss commitment with a musician).


- In order to console me, my friend Sarah declares she and her boyfriend Tony have found my future Husband in one of our mutual friends from church.

March:

- I go home for Spring Break. I return and my computer will not work with my internet card (Still isn't working as a matter of fact. I'm in the lab)

-I learn that Sarah with whom I was going to get an appartment, is moving to Amarillo at the end of next year in order to be closer to Tony. This makes my plans for dorm free living nearly impossible.

-Desperate for a "next year plan" and Inspired by a romantic comedy entitled "Prelude to a Kiss" (Starring Meg Ryan and Alec Baldwin) I decide to sell all my posessions, buy a plane ticket, and imediately leave for London.

-I realized the folly of this plan and decided it would be best to instead, research my options and present them to my parents before I reach London rather than calling them collect from a payphone.

-Deciding that UNT is devouring my soul and I must escape it as soon as possible I decide to give my parents two options: 1. I come back home for one year durring which I will work, attend community college and apply for several smaller liberal arts schools. 2. My parents transfer $500 into my account, I raise $500 on my own. I go to England to seek out employment and call them collect after one month. If at the end of one month, I am not employed and on my way to becoming self sufficient, I will come back home and fall back on the first option.

-My parents decide to go with option number one (I know SHOCK).

- I find a way to merge the two options together. I decide go back home for one year. Durring this year I will apply and re audition for the Liverpool Institute for the Preforming Arts (Paul McCartney's school!).

-My Parents accept this

-Sarah and Tony find my future Husband in Tony's Room mate.

April:

- I play a rather amusing April fools joke on my family involving a certain tourtise, a proposal, and a wedding planned for October. My mother's eyes welled with tears of joy, my father narrowed his eyes and became amazingly silent, my sister had guessed it before the anouncment was made. I must admit I was rather proud of myself. Now the only problem is when I actually do get engaged...

- I attend the "Second Chance" Prom with someone whom I thought of as a "friend". Apparently he was thinking more along the lines of friends with benifits. I dodge a kiss in an attempt to set the boy straight. He doesn't take the hint. In other words, apparently I have been involved in a relationship since Febuary with out my knowledge.

- I finally hire an accompanist to play for my jurries (Which are in less than two weeks. Don't PANIC!)

- I spend Easter in Dallas with Sarah and her family.

-I give a chior concert performance with Womens chorus which goes excedingly well, despite the fact that once again Tourtise broke his promise and did not make an apperance (Bastard. It's my word of the day).

-Sarah and her new Fiance Tony claim to have found my future husband in one of Tony's friends from Missouri (Where both he and Tony attend bible college) whom I am traveling to meet this weekend. Sarah, my other friend Megan and I are all heading up to Missouri to go cave exploring and camping. Should be interesting if nothing else...

To recap:

I am currently very unorganized when it comes to my voice work. All other classes are going well. (History is fascinating and our professor is excelent!). It looks like I will even pass math! Meanwhile, I am still somehow involved in a relationship I never consented to be involved in with a man whom I am not attracted to that way, I am in love with a comitment phobic, music theory minded, tourtise married to a piano, and apparently my future husband currently resides in Missouri with the hopes of someday becoming a missionary to England.

Yes. This is a long post. I am sorry if I have bored you. So then...Until such a time as I see fit, I shall bid you good day with the image of 24 bow tie wearing snakes performing "Let Me Entertain You" from Gypsy.

Current mood: drained

3:37PM - Story Time

Allright, here is my dilema: I have a rather highly amusing story to tell to my everfaithless readers. How is this a dilema you ask? Well, the telling of said story involves certain persons of the male pursuasion whom I vowed never to mention again, (within the realms of live journal of course). However, I have decided that this is indeed a story my faithless readers would not want to miss out on. So, in order to solve my problem, I have decided to sit my little readers down with a box of crackers and several containers of milk and tell them all an old UNT fable dating back to well...last Thursday.

Reader's foot notes:
*Tortise=Daniel
*Mexican jumping dwarf= his roommate Carlos
*Nevjim=Me (for obvious reasons)

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5:22PM - The Rainbow Connection

You Are Kermit

Hi, ho! Lovable and friendly, you get along well with everyone you know. You're a big thinker, and sometimes you over think life's problems. Don't worry - everyone know's it's not easy being green. Just remember, time's fun when you're having flies!

Current mood: restless

8:35PM - The allmighty Return

I have realized that it has been a little over a month since I've given you,the faithful (faithless?) readers a proper update. I plan to remedy this now. So here it is.

I am happy. That's it. I truly am, no angst, no fatalistic ideals, no optomistic masquarade, just no holds barred content with life. I really don't think I've been this happy for this long since, well...I can't remember when!

Nothing seems to be going wrong! I have classes that are very interesting, (I'm even doing allright in math thanks to the tuttoring center!), I haven't eaten a meal alone at all this semester, I'm in a book club (Well, it's more than that but for lack of a better word...), and I could, very possibly go backpacking across Europe this summer! Hurrah!!!

The amazing thing is that even though pretty much everyday back at school has been a good day, no day is boring. Something new and unexpected really does happen pretty much every day! I think I may even be on the road to becoming spontaneous. What else would you call random 9:00 pm trips to wall-mart, and Study sessions that end up taking me and two of my friends thirty minuets out of our way? The only fear that I have in my life right now, is that I could possibly be boring my ever faithless readers who log on to my live journal for their daily (monthly?) dose of drama. To those readers I appologize profoundly.

To the rest of you...there is an adorable penguine next to you with a bowtie around his kneck singing "Into Fire!" From the Scarlet Pimpernell

Current mood: cheerful

7:51PM - I Knew It!

You Belong in London

A little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock. A unique woman like you needs a city that offers everything. No wonder you and London will get along so well.

Current mood: pleased

10:53AM - The Return

To answer one question posed by many of my faithless readers, no, I have not been pushed off the face of the earth by the hand of an evil drug lord. Yes, I am still alive and relatively unharmed. Though my internet is not doing what I would like it to, (I'm using the "family" computer at the moment), and my house has been a bit crazy these past few weeks.

The week following thanksgiving, my cousins came to stay with us. They are 7 and 4 and I was their primary care giver. It was fun actually, though by the end I don't think I was able to feel my back from all the piggy back rides I gave, and why God decided to give all the boundless energy to four year old girls and leave none for their exhausted 19 year old playmates, I will never know.

I have seen Narnia! The day it came out I went with above mentioned cousins. I LOVED IT! So much so that I have now seen it three times and plan on going a fourth (and fifth?) before it leaves theaters. In fact I went again yesterday, with my sister, before doing the "Posada" last night. (for all you gringos out there: It's a mexican thing)

With that, I shall leave you with these epic questions to ponder:

Does Santa Clause have a wife? Does he have children? If the answer is no, why do so many hallmark movies deal with possibly none existent Clause children? When did Steve Guttenburg stop being a real actor? Is it wrong to love a fictional character? Is it wrong to love a fawn? And the most important question of all: Why does Harry Potter get no love from the "academy"?

Current mood: curious

10:19PM - AHH!!!!!!!!!

Jason Robert Brown is a GENIUS!

That is all.

Current mood: giddy

1:05PM - Your it!

TEN YEARS AGO I WAS:
in my old house with my family, putting on a thanksgiving "Play" for my parents with my little sister, in which she was a pilgrim and I was an Indian. Then I think we began baking...but I can't remember exactly.

FIVE YEARS AGO I WAS:
A freshman in highschool. I remember that year I spent quite a bit of time complaining, though I'm not sure why. I was in the school of my dreams, I had friends that cared about me, and all together a very pleasant life (allright there was the interspersed unrequited love incident but other than that...) I think I just felt intimidated by public school, after being homeschooled for three years.

YESTERDAY I:
Saw "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire"(!),Got my schedual for my new job in the smoothie shop, watched Notting Hill, talked about Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (again), sang at the top of my lungs in the living room, Implored my father to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire...

FIVE SNACKS I ENJOY:
1. Cranraisins (dried cranberries)
2. popcorn
3. Chocolate (!)
4. Gummies (any kind)
5. Cheese its

FIVE SONGS I KNOW ALL THE WORDS TO:
1.American Pie: Don Mclean
2.On the Steps of the Palace: Into the Woods
3.The Stars and the Moon: Songs for a new World
4.I wish I could forget you: Passion
5.Remember When it Rained: Josh Groban

FIVE THINGS I WOULD DO WITH $100 MILLION:
1.Move to the English countryside (and go to a college near by)
2.Pay off my parents debts from college
3.join the peace corps
4.Sponser charity events
5.Smuggle bibles into china

FIVE BAD HABITS:
1. Talking aloud to myself
2. tearing leaves as stress releif
3. Picking at my food
4. not staying in touch with people
5. Biting my thumb nail

FIVE BIGGEST JOYS:
1. Harry Potter!
2. Singing anywhere
3. being able to perform a character, to be someone else on stage, even for just a few minuets...to live a life diferent from my own
4. Discussing theology (with my christian friends), and discussing history
5. Law and Order brings me much joy

FIVE FAVORITE TOYS:
1.My stuffed animals (hey!)
2.Wireless laptop computers
3.CD players
4.Wind up frogs
5.cool squishy pillows

FIVE PLACES I WOULD RUN AWAY TO:
1. San Fransisco, California
2. Hogwarts (if we could get past the tiny barrier of it being a fictional place and all)
3. London, England
4. Liver pool, England
5. New York, City New York

FIVE THINGS I WOULD NEVER WEAR:
1. Ron's dress robs
2. see through fishnet top
3. Mom jeans
4. Shirts that advertise the designer or shop (I'm not paying to be a walking billboard thanks!)
5. A pink baby T-shirt that said "princess"

FIVE FAVORITE T.V. SHOWS:
1. Law and Order
2. Who's line is it anyway
3. Without a trace
4. Inside the Actors Studio
5. Dr. Phil

FIVE PEOPLE I TAG:
1. Walcnevar
2. Devonitation
3. Peircedbutton
4. Butterflyblade
5. Avalonsmorgaine

Current mood: cheerful

7:20PM - Midnight tonight: The freaks shall rise!

Yes, my dear faithless readers this is the NIGHT OF THE HARRY POTTERNESS!!! Much happiness and JOY!!!

I am going with my freakish sister, and her freakish friend, to see the midnight showing of Harry Potter in my freakish houself costume! Allthough my sister will allready have seen the movie (She got free tickets to go to an early screening , and I'm not sure I will ever be able to forgive her...jk! Love ya hoggy!;)), it will still be an evening filled with much fun and excitement and above all: HAPPINESS *instert trade mark childish happy hands here*

So, until a time whence I am more composed I will leave you with the image of me in my elf costume singing 'we love you harry'at the top of my lungs from the top of a soap box.

Current mood: ecstatic

9:13AM - Hmmmm....

the Prankster (38% dark, 30% spontaneous, 21% vulgar)

your humor style: CLEAN | COMPLEX | LIGHT Your humor has an intellectual, even conceptual slant to it. You're not pretentious, but you're not into what some would call 'low humor' either. You'll laugh at a good dirty joke, but you definitely prefer something clever to something moist. You probably like well-thought-out pranks and/or spoofs and it's highly likely you've tried one of these things yourself. In a lot of ways, yours is the most entertaining type of humor because it's smart without being mean-spirited. PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Conan O'Brian - Ashton Kutcher The 3-Variable Funny Test! - it rules - If you're interested, try my latest: The Terrorism Test

Current mood: curious

11:58AM - sounds about right...

Your True Birth Month Is November

Patient Secretive Romantic Inquisitive Trustworthy Determined Hardworking High-spirited High abilities Unpredictable Never give up Sharp thinking Thinks forward Always thinking Motivates oneself Loves to be alone Has a lot of ideas Difficult to fathom Extraordinary ideas Unique and brilliant Brave and generous Well-built and tough Careful and cautious Dynamic in personality Deep love and emotions Uncertain in relationships Honest and keeps secrets Can become good doctors Less talkative but amiable Stubborn and hard-hearted Fine and strong clairvoyance Not able to control emotions Does not appreciates praises Thinks differently from others If there is a will, there is a way Hardly become angry unless provoked Knows how to get secrets out of others

Current mood: chipper

2:03PM - Happiness is...

Current mood: content

12:13PM - home sick...

Not in the sense that I am pinning away for my house, back yard, and old arthritic dog. I am litterally, phisically sick after a weekend at home where there are supposed to be fewer germs. Strange...

My throat is constricted and feels as though it's on fire and I'm sneezing away violently in consistant five second intervals. I think my room mate might have passed her cold on to me. Well, I know not to go to the clinic as the last time my room mate did that they gave her perscription cough medicine which made her lungs swell up to the size of balloons so that by the next morning she could barely breath let alone speak and had to be taken to the emergency room.

I'll stick with zicam, thanks.

Mean while, I went to my sociology class this morning and have decided to skip all other classes toda due to the fact that when I go out side I immediately feel naucious. I'll have to go to an extra S.I session to make up for the theory I missed but...oh well.

The sneezing's started again. I think I'll make some tea and go back to bed with my frogie tissue box. Perhaps I'll venture down stairs for soup...

Current mood: sick

4:37PM - AWWWW!

What shoe are you? by gsan
What is your full name?
What color is your hair?
You as a shoe
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Current mood: crappy

11:36PM - Baby it's cold outside

Yes, my dear faithless readers, I have returned from a very prolonged absence to inform you that the fall season has seen fit to visit us hear in Denton TX. YAY!

Today I woke up (at 7:00 for an eight o'clock class), fully expecting another sunny, hot, and humid day. As such I picked out a skirt and a pink tank top to wear, threw on my back pack, and proceeded downstairs. Once outside I realized the folly of my wardrobe and quickly ran up stairs to put on a sweater. Didn't have time to change completely, so, yes I was a tad bit cold today. But it was really a lovely change from being hot and sweaty. From the morning on I had several more very good things come my way:

1 I kicked Butt on my sociology test

2 I found the rest of my songs at the library long before my lesson

3 The copy center at the union had a sale, so I paid 25 cents to have about 5 pages of music copied

4. I got my lucky frog back from a certain *tortise* who walked me to theory

5. I understand theory (or I think I do)

6. I did quite well on my piano quiz

7. I got my math homework done

8. Had the room to myself and listened to Josh Groban while doing math homework (this helped)

9.Still had the room to myself, so watched "Without a Trace"

10. I finished packing (Because I'm going home. YAY!)

I'm really starting to beleive that some days are just plain lucky. Maybe it's the weather?

Current mood: Lucky

2:32PM

LJ Interests meme results

1. caves:
   'Caves are the essence of darkness, darkness is the essence of beauty...' -Zoolander (slightly modified)
2. dark spaces:
   see above
3. frogs:
   Frogies! They're adorable! And very green. (which is always a good thing)
4. harry potter:
   It's been a bit of an obsession for me ever since I read the first chapter of the first book when I was 13. It's a brilliant classic fantasy tale with it's own original twist. Not to mention it's very fun to theorize and write fan fiction about it on the internet!
5. play reading:
   I've always loved reading things in play format almost more than novels. I don't know why, maybe it's that I prefer diolouge to description.
6. play writing:
   Something I've always liked to do which was officially confirmed when I wrote my first full length play. I know it's not exactly shakespear, but it really doesn't have to be. It's just fun to write and provides me with a decent ammount of stress releif
7. re-writing broadway lyrics:
   Usssually to fit Harry Potter characters and themes, or to fit the situations of others and myself in my own life. It's amazing how the songs fit perfectly into most situations with only an altered lyric or two.
8. reading:
   There's not much more to say about that. If we didn't read, the world would be a very sad place indeed
9. singing:
   My life. Everything seems to come back to a song. So I sing it.
10. wireless laptop computers:
    this saddens me a bit. Because it reminds me of my dearly departed Micky M. Since I have a new laptop now, my sister has taken my old 1994 windows 98. (take care of him for me Sarah)

Enter your LJ user name, and 10 interests will be selected from your interest list.

Current mood: depressed

3:21PM - YAY! I'm nice!

Your label is the Nice girl/guy. You tend to care
for others over yourself. However, many people
appreciate your caring side and would rather
stick by you than hurt you. But, there is a
downside. Some tend to abuse your kindness and
take advantage of you. You always try to see
the good in everyone and try not to hate.
Also, you have sharp insight and a great
personality. Calm, serene, and understanding,
you make a worthy friend and a valuble ally to
people in need. Don't change your sweet
nature, your constant being-there can save a
life.

I suggest your go into a field that
centers around working with others such as a
doctor, baby-sitter, psychologist, lifeguard,
or Teacher. If none of these occupations
interest you, it is okay then. I am sure that
there are plenty of oppertunities out there for
you.


What type of teenager are you?
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P.S Hopefully I will have a new computer, and therefor internet access by the end of the week,my dad's comming up on Friday to look at my car and, hopefully, provide me with a new laptop

Current mood: stressed