Gaga, Anyone?

I have the greatest dance coach in the world.

Her name is Hilary.

She is from Sacramento.

Her birthday is on Monday.

And we are having a bit of a party during our third class Monday night.

But not just any party.

A Lady Gaga party.

Oh yeah, baby.

[Sooooo...]

I am now required to dress as Lady Gaga on Monday evening.

Someone help me please?

Any ideas?

[and speaking of performers... i got a callback for the narrator on thursday]

I have some very funny friends

& I thought I would post my favorite quotes from them:

Daniel: "Sorry. It's just been a long day." (He usually says this very early in the morning, mind you.)

Katie: "Do whatever you like, but I'm not going to be your surrogate mother."

Savanna: "You're all alone with your cute sweater!" *frowns*

(I mention that I will marry Jack Sparrow) "Too bad. We're already married."

Mrs. Asay (My very favorite teacher possibly ever. She teaches French.): Because it's not good to steal things. Especially from nice teachers."

Mom (After I ask if I can eat more cake, or something.): "Sure, if you want to be on season 10 of the Biggest Loser!"

Marissa (I dance with this girl, and completely adore her.): They have these things, that are like lawn mowers. But they're not. And the pick up the golf balls!"

Dad: "Here's a good sales technique: when someone makes a deal with you, you take their money, you shut your mouth, and leave."

Sammi (speaking of Channel 1 news, when we could be watching Pride and Prejudice in French class - I told you we only watch movies...): "It's ugly. Turn it off."

Kenzie (We were learning nationalities of famous people in French - learning, yes, believe it or not, and there was a picture of some famous opera singer that is now dead, and Madame Asay asks who it is): "Opera singer! Like, dddddduuuuuuuuuhhhh!" *she sings this last bit very low, like a base opera singer.*

Dallin and Dawson (These guys are huge. Like six foot plus, and just like super-ripped, and have the lowest voices I have ever heard. If they were super heros, this would be their catch phrase.): "It was hurtin' real big."

Here: I am cynical and depressing no more.

Alright, alright, alright.

I'm sorry.

I really didn't mean to depress anyone with the poem, but I am guessing, due to the no comment thing, that I did.

I have been slightly cynical and depressing today, so I thought I would make up for it.

(Inspired by Rockstar Diaries)

10 things that make me terribly happy:

1.) Waking up and realizing you can go back to sleep.

2.) Friends that are lovely and understanding... even when you are being cynical and depressing. Or possibly ditch their older brother's birthday party to hang out with a seriously attractive boy. (Not that I have ever done that.)

3.) Rain.

4.) The smell of a new car. Ahhhh. I just adore it.

5.) The number 14. I have a really random obsession with the number 14. Don't ask me why, because I don't really know. I just love it. Like, when I am making decisions I look for the number 14, and if I can find it, my choice has been made.

6.) Laughter. I love all kinds of it. It is so wonderful. I really love those moments when you really shouldn't laugh, but it is so funny. I think we all should laugh more, because when people are laughing, they generally aren't killing each other.

7.) Seminary. It is just a break from the crazy hustle and bustle of school. I love the breath of fresh air. And how it just sort of feels like going home. I love all the seminary teachers, too. They love everybody, and never yell at their students. How lovely.

8.) Looking in the mirror, and being happy with your reflection. It is the best feeling on the planet.

9.) French class. There is eleven girls and one boy. Poor Mason. We eat food and watch movies with the most awesome teacher ever. Plus, when we watch movies, we watch them in English with French subtitles. This class was made for me.

10.) Snow. Don't tell me how much you hate snow, because I simply adore it. It makes everything so pretty and elegant looking. What more can you ask for?

Parents - 1968: Found Poem

Parents - 1968, New York Times.

Linda failed to return home from a dance Friday night.
On Saturday
she admitted she had spent the night
with an Air Force Lieutenant.

The Aults decided on a punishment
that would "wake Linda up."
They ordered her
to shoot the dog
she had owned about two years.

On Sunday,
The Aults and
Linda
took the dog into the desert
near their home.
They
had the girl
dig a shallow grave.
Then

Mrs. Ault
grasped the dog between her hands and
Mr. Ault
gave
his daughter
a .22 caliber pistol
and told her
to shoot the dog.

Instead,
the girl
out the pistol
to her right temple
and shot herself.

The police said
there were no charges that could be filed
against the parents
except possibly

cruelty
to
animals.

And So I Shall Ramble On...

In case you were wondering, auditions went very well.

My voice loved me and decided not crack or flip or anything.

I sang On My Own from Les Mis, which is quite possibly my favorite song ever.

I was utterly joyful.

I also saw Pirates of the Caribbean for the first time last night.

I will marry Jack Sparrow.

Well, that is, if my thing with Draco Malfoy doesn't work out.

I also was introduced to a new poem in Honors English yesterday.

This type of poetry is called "found" poetry.

It is when you come across something poetic in an unlikely place, and change the format to create a poem.

It is not, just so you know, plagiarism.

The poem is extremely thought-provoking, but the name is ridiculously simple.

I have googled about a thousand things and have not come up with the article or with the poem.

So I emailed my English teacher and asked her for it.

So it will be here soon.

If any of you are familiar with a 1968 "found" poem called "Parents" you know how I feel about this poem and how very important I think it is that it makes it way out into the world.

Auditions

Today's the day!

Wish me luck.

Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat

Personally, I find the name a bit excessive.

I don't know.

Intriguing?

Possibly.

But... The name is not important.

The important thing, is that we are official on our decision to perform Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat.

Everybody: It's going to be utterly fantastic.

We have an amazing amazing class, and I am so excited to finally start the whole audition process.

The story is based off of the bible story Joseph and the coat of many colors.

It sticks basically to the story... with a little spicing up due to a character named Elvis Prestley.

The music is wonderful and it is such a fun show.

I would like to be the narrator, which is the main female part.

She is a soprano (perfect!), or Podafer's wife.

She is... well. She is quite a character.

Anyway. I am very excited and I hope all of you will come support us!

Many Strange Things Make Me Smile

Very many strange things have successfully put a smile on my face over the years.

Here's a few of them:

1.) You've made scrambled eggs, right? And you know how in the beginning they're all runny, instead of scrambly? I find so much joy when they start to scramble up and stick together! It's so wonderful!

2.) I love love love it when people can quote Harry Potter. The books or the movies. It just makes me so happy (thank you for sending me joy, Hayley). I mean, not that I don't absolutely love other people, like my sister, who has never as much as cracked a Harry Potter book open, let alone quoted it.

Professor Lupin: Now repeat after me -- without wands please -- repeat after me, Riddikulus.

Class: Riddikulus!

Professor Lupin: And again!

Class: Riddikulus!

Malfoy: This class is ridiculous.

3.) I like rainboots. That's about it. I just really like them.

4.) Alice in Wonderland. It is wonderful. I just simply adore it. I mean, where does Lewis Carrol get these ideas? I find him rather entertaining.

5.) The letter "u." I have always enjoyed writing it. Go try it. It's utterly a lot of fun.

im in a mood

im in a very strange mood.
i am feeling very very many things all at once.
i dont want to use proper puncutation or capitolization today.
i apologize to all you grammar nazis.
i had a quote unquote "harry potter marathon"
last night
with my favorite cousin and her friends.
we only got through the first movie, and then we ate pancakes.
i am thinking that i will marry draco malfoy.
he is just misunderstood.
we ran out of syrup though.
("do you like sugar, buddy? does syrup have sugar? yes. yeeees.")
and then this morning,
i slept until 11:00.
like i said, i am feeling very many things at once.


1. joy
2. happiness
3. sleepy
4. sugary


gasp!
i have figured out my problem!
so remember how we ran out of syrup? yes?
well.
teenagers cannot really live without sugar
so we drenched our pancakes in corn syrup.
that is what is making me feel all funny inside.
because i am not sad.
and i am not angry.
i am still sleepy.
but my insides are all coated in sugar!!
there are 10 grams of sugar in two tablespoons of corn syrup.
it is rather fantastic.

Today

Today,
People all over the world,

are changing their lives.

{They are committing to loose weight}
{To enjoy life more}

{To succeed in the workplace}

{To fall in love}

{To become a better friend}

{To read the Bible}

Today,

I am committing to do something very hard:

{I am going to stop complaining about people}

I am not going to complain about the things people say around me or about me.

I am not going to complain about the grades people give me.

I am not going to complain about the things people do.

I am not going to complain about the things that think.

I am not going to complain about the things that people watch, believe, understand, or want.

{I, Addy*, swear not to complain about people}

Ergo: I am giving it up.

{Forever}

Never.

Ever.

Again.
{Never again}

Today,

I am also going to replace my complaining about people with something much more{wonderful}

Starting today I am going to

{dream bigger}

& I am going to work towards those dreams.

Today,

I am going to start

{becoming}

a better person.