To have feelings for a person
is taking all your time thinking
of things to say to that someone
staying up late into crackhead hours
then waking up to drink cups after cups of coffee
as you realize you’ve just smoked all your cigarettes
but still have nothing to say but ‘how are you.'
— Nes CruzSunday: Crap.
Monday: I was out of class rehearsing with the choirs all day. Much needed break.
Tuesday: I don't remember.
Wednesday: I felt like today took forever to get to. Goodness. Practice. <3 Wednesdays are always good days. Or at least decent days, for several reasons: we played a fun game in AP Psych, I took a legitimate half-hour nap in Sociology, and, of course, Jrs practice. If my school day is crap I can at least count on practice being good. Even if I fail at learning a piece or something. I made the piece, GOOD, I better have especially since I skipped out on the concert. It was a good decision because we ended up re-auditioning today. And I made it. Good. Though I am a little bummed because I was hoping to be center group or something cause I thought I danced the piece pretty well; either way, I'm happy I'm still in the piece. And my buddy gave me more cookies. Yay. (: Dance life is the good life.
The only really bad thing so far these past few days would have to be my toleration for people. I don't why, but everyone's just getting on my nerves. My anxiety level has just been up and down and up and down lately. It's just winter kicking in, really. I need to go into hibernation. Until the holidays. Yeaaah.
Thursday: I love legitimate bonding at night at a restaurant/fastfoodjoint/wherever we are eating. <3 More often, please! Well more like a definite at least once-a-week or every-other-week type thing, anyway.
Friday: Apreez gets sung to by the cutest boy ever and it's like one of my favoritest songs in the world, WTF.
I Swear This Time I Mean It by Mayday Parade. Add that one to last week's list. In other news, mmmm brownies. Paul Rudd makes me swoon in Clueless.
Saturday: Today was pretty good. Practice wasn't as intense; we just ran pieces and cleaned, staged more of the reggae piece, and did a staging exercise with Katrina's piece with the two other directors. I was really tired by the end of it though, and I only had one water bottle on me today. Nothing too exciting, but the new choreo for the reggae piece is hella fun. I really need to do something about my ankle. :/ Sigh. After practice I got some nomnoms, which made me significantly happier, lol. When I got home I just watched some of
The Polar Express and watched makeup tutorials on YouTube. Then for about an hour or two I sat in my room and experimented with makeup. Conclusion: I really don't look that great with heavy makeup. Eyeliner, mascara, and natural/neutral shadows for me. I'm really considering asking for
this for Christmas and experimenting like crazy. That and a copy of
Along for the Ride, and I will definitely be satisfied; cardigans and scarves I could get at some other time.
Sunday: VERY chill day today. I just felt unmotivated to do something, hah. It's prolly the rainy weather. I woke up at around seven when my mom told me she and dad we going to church early. Ohkaaay. I woke up again around nine to find three adult male strangers in my room. I nearly flipped a shit. Our family friend was over with two workers fixing our roof, and they had to get up into the attic. The thing is, the entrance to our attic is in my room, so . . Hahaha. Well I got all my shit together and moved to the basement. From like ten to five I was down there, just on the computer, downloading music, or staring at the ceiling, eating Tostios with salsa and brownies and sitting with my ankle elevated, hahah. Yes, the weirdest combination ever. Awesome. Now I'm back up in my room, just sitting here and contemplating what to do with myself. I started working on Christmas gifts. Blaaaah. Can you believe it's already next week? Wtf.