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Yep, that's my ex. Not the chick, of course. But i dated that guy in like...fifth or sixth grade. It didn't last very long, but i remember crying when he dumped me. That's the only time i've ever been dumped, ever. i got this off of the chick's Myspace and thought i'd show it to you. Not exactly sure why.
i never did the essay. Mrs. Carr gave me until Tuesday (no school Monday) to turn it in b/c i told her i left it at a friend's house. i would love to type it, because if we type it it only has to be two pages long, but my printer has no ink. So i have to write it, and it now has to be four pages long. FOUR FUCKIN PAGES!
i really should get started on it. but i'll probably wait until Monday night to do it. i love being lazy.
Song playing: Disturbed - Inside the Fire
i think i've pretty much narrowed down the audition song list to this:
Everyone's A Little Bit Racist - Avenue Q
The Money Song - Avenue Q
The song from Annie
Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better
For Now - Avenue Q
All You Need is Love - Beatles
And a correction from an earlier post: The auditions are on the 26th and 27th of this month, not the 25th and 26th. i'm really trying very hard not to rip off posters announcing the audition dates off the walls of the hallways.
Love, love, love.
The story of my life:
i was born in Missouiri, at 1:01 pm, July 26, 1993. My parents moved to Chicago shortly after that. We lived in an apartment, then at my grandparent's place down the street, then when i was 8 we moved into our first house. My little brother and sister were born within a year of each other; Kyle on December 3, 2003, and Kelly on May 24, 2004. In summer 2007 my dad filed for a divorce. A battle for custody of me and my brother and sister ensued. My mom and my siblings lived in an apartment for 6 months before we visited her family in Alabama for the summer. While we were there, my mom decided not to go back to Chicago. We lived at my mom's mom's house until my mom remarried to a man with four kids. So that's where we are; a family of 6 children and me. i'm going back to court next June for the judge to decide where me and my brother and sister will live; with my dad in Chicago, or my mom in Alabama.
URGH.
i have an essay due tomorrow. We're supposed to summarize Moby Dick, acting as one of the characters other than the narrator, Ishmael. i originally wanted to do Moby Dick himself. But it's harder than you think. So now i'm going to see if i can do Starbuck. We were given a week to do it but i'm an incredible procrastinator.
A few more songs for Peter Pan auditions:
It Sucks to be Me - Avenue Q
If You Were Gay - Avenue QFor Now - Avenue Q
Everyone's a Little Bit Racist - Avenue Q
Across the Universe - Beatles
Champagne Supernova - Oasis
and that song from Annie that goes "i don't need anything but you.."
Yes, i love Avenue Q. If you don't know, it's a Broadway show filled with Sesame Street-like puppet characters dealing with real-life adult issues and it is FUCKING HILARIOUS. My friend Ashley from Chicago and i became obsessed with the show after we found an If You Were Gay video on Youtube...and the rest is history. Sometimes we would randomly burst into song (it pissed people off a LOT). i really like Everyone's a Little Bit Racist right now..it's funny and i can sing it decently. i may have found my song. i just need to practice it.
The name of the girl who played the Queen of Hearts in Alice is Jam. Well, her real name is Janet Marie, but she goes by Jam and i wish i had that name SOOO baddd. She told me today that i would make a good Mrs. Darling. i think she's right; i would love to be her, or maybe Jane at the end.
Everyone's A Little Bit Racist
Princeton:
Say, Kate, can I ask you a question?
Kate Monster:
Sure!
Princeton:
Well, you know Trekkie Monster upstairs?
Kate Monster:
Uh huh.
Princeton:
Well, he's Trekkie Monster, and you're Kate Monster.
Kate Monster:
Right.
Princeton:
You're both Monsters.
Kate Monster:
Yeah.
Princeton:
Are you two related?
Kate Monster:
What?! Princeton, I'm surprised at you! I find that racist!
Princeton:
Oh, well, I'm sorry! I was just asking!
Kate Monster:
Well, it's a touchy subject.
No, not all Monsters are related.
What are you trying say, huh?
That we all look the same to you?
Huh, huh, huh?
Princeton:
No, no, no, not at all. I'm sorry,
I guess that was a little racist.
Kate Monster:
I should say so. You should be much more
careful when you're talking about the
sensitive subject of race.
Princeton:
Well, look who's talking!
Kate Monster:
What do you mean?
Princeton:
What about that special Monster School you told me about?
Kate Monster:
What about it?
Princeton:
Could someone like me go there?
Kate Monster:
No, we don't want people like you-
Princeton:
You see?!
You're a little bit racist.
Kate Monster:
Well, you're a little bit too.
Princeton:
I guess we're both a little bit racist.
Kate Monster:
Admitting it is not an easy thing to do...
Princeton:
But I guess it's true.
Kate Monster:
Between me and you,
I think
Both:
Everyone's a little bit racist
Sometimes.
Doesn't mean we go
Around committing hate crimes.
Look around and you will find
No one's really color blind.
Maybe it's a fact
We all should face
Everyone makes judgments
Based on race.
Princeton:
Now not big judgments, like who to hire
or who to buy a newspaper from -
Kate Monster:
No!
Princeton:
No, just little judgments like thinking that Mexican
busboys should learn to speak goddamn English!
Kate Monster:
Right!
Both:
Everyone's a little bit racist
Today.
So, everyone's a little bit racist
Okay!
Ethinic jokes might be uncouth,
But you laugh because
They're based on truth.
Don't take them as
Personal attacks.
Everyone enjoys them -
So relax!
Princeton:
All right, stop me if you've heard this one.
Kate Monster:
Okay!
Princeton:
There's a plan going down and there's only
one paracute. And there's a rabbi, a priest...
Kate Monster:
And a black guy!
Gary Coleman:
Whatchoo talkin' 'bout Kate?
Kate Monster:
Uh...
Gary Coleman:
You were telling a black joke!
Princeton:
Well, sure, Gary, but lots of people tell black jokes.
Gary Coleman:
I don't.
Princeton:
Well, of course you don't - you're black!
But I bet you tell Polack jokes, right?
Gary Coleman:
Well, sure I do. Those stupid Polacks!
Princeton:
Now, don't you think that's a little racist?
Gary Coleman:
Well, damn, I guess you're right.
Kate Monster:
You're a little bit racist.
Gary Coleman:
Well, you're a little bit too.
Princeton:
We're all a little bit racist.
Gary Coleman:
I think that I would
Have to agree with you.
Princeton/Kate Monster:
We're glad you do.
Gary Coleman:
It's sad but true!
Everyone's a little bit racist -
All right!
Kate Monster:
All right!
Princeton:
All right!
Gary Coleman:
All right!
Bigotry has never been
Exclusively white
All:
If we all could just admit
That we are racist a little bit,
Even though we all know
That it's wrong,
Maybe it would help us
Get along.
Princeton:
Oh, Christ do I feel good.
Gary Coleman:
Now there was a fine upstanding black man!
Princeton:
Who?
Gary Coleman:
Jesus Christ.
Kate Monster:
But, Gary, Jesus was white.
Gary Coleman:
No, Jesus was black.
Kate Monster:
No, Jesus was white.
Gary Coleman:
No, I'm pretty sure that Jesus was black-
Princeton:
Guys, guys...Jesus was Jewish!
Brian:
Hey guys, what are you laughing about?
Gary Coleman:
Racism!
Brian:
Cool.
Christmas Eve:
BRIAN! Come back here!
You take out lecycuraburs!
Princeton:
What's that mean?
Brian:
Um, recyclables.
Hey, don't laugh at her!
How many languages do you speak?
Kate Monster:
Oh, come off it, Brian!
Everyone's a little bit racist.
Brian:
I'm not!
Princeton:
Oh no?
Brian:
Nope!
How many Oriental wives
Have you got?
Christmas Eve:
What? Brian!
Princeton:
Brian, buddy, where you been?
The term is Asian-American!
Christmas Eve:
I know you are no
Intending to be
But calling me Oriental -
Offensive to me!
Brian:
I'm sorry, honey, I love you.
Christmas Eve:
And I love you.
Brian:
But you're racist, too.
Christmas Eve:
Yes, I know.
The Jews have all
The money
And the whites have all
The power.
And I'm always in taxi-cab
With driver who no shower!
Princeton:
Me too!
Kate Monster:
Me too!
Gary Coleman:
I can't even get a taxi!
All:
Everyone's a little bit racist
It's true.
But everyone is just about
As racist as you!
If we all could just admit
That we are racist a little bit,
And everyone stopped being
So PC
Maybe we could live in -
Harmony!
Christmas Eve:
Evlyone's a ritter bit lacist!
So yesterday i was talking to my boyfriend's ex best friend and he said he was going to kill himself.
He loves me. Even though he knows i have John.
i eventually convinced him not to die. i was surprised that i started crying. i didn't know he meant that much to me. and i wonder if that is a bad thing. i'm not going to cheat on John again, though, no matter what. That was a big mistake, i'll tell you that.
So the school is doing the fall play, which is always a big deal. This year it's a musical. The production is:
i'm going to try to audition, if i'm brave enough. When i went to the auditorium to do the Alice auditions, i remember almost turning around a dozen times, especially when i went inside and saw how many people were there, especially the seniors. i knew they were thinking, Ha! Look at the little sophomore, i bet she thinks she can be Alice. But then again, i went through with it and it acually turned out really cool. So i just might be able to do it again. And just imagine how awesome "Was Alice in Alice in Wonderland" will look on my audition form.
For the audition you need to do 3 things. You will be given a speech to do a cold reading with, a few simple dance steps to perform, and if you are trying out for one of the major roles, you have to sing 32 measures of a song that describes your personality. So so far i have the uncut list of songs i might sing for the auditions:
Revolution - Beatles
Bring on the Rain - Jo Dee Messina
How I Could Just Kill a Man - Charlotte Sometimes
Anything But Ordinary - Avril Lavigne
Breath - Breaking Benjamin
Somebody to Love - Queen
Sorry - Buckcherry
Over You - Daughtry
The Reason - Hoobastank
Don't Worry, Be Happy - Bob Marley
Here Without You - Three Doors Down
All You Need is Love - Beatles
Life is a Highway - Rascal Flatts
Sally's Song - The Nightmare Before Christmas Soundtrack
Jack's Lament - The Nightmare Before Christmas Soundtrack
Breath - Anna Nalick
and that song that goes "anything you can do, i can do better, i can do anything better than you."
Obviously, i'm going to be adding and narrowing it down a LOT. Auditions are on the 25th and 26th of this month, i think. So i have only a week and a few days left. Hopefully i can pick a song and work on it enough by then. Let me know what you think.
i have no idea who i'm going to audition for. Sometimes i'm just like, Fuck it. i don't care who i am, i just wanna be in the show. Other times i really want to have a major part again.
i've already had one chick come up to me and be like, "Are you trying out for Peter Pan? Don't try out for Tiger Lily." She told me she's taken ballet since she was very young and that she was sure she would get the part. i'm pretty sure she saw me in Alice and that's why she's warning me. But she just happens to be fat and i'm not sure how agile she's going to be onstage. So that's what i have to say about that.
.......
So...
Today is Saturday. i always say the only good thing about a Saturday is the sleeping in. After that, everything's just boring. i actually really do like school; it's the only place i normally see my friends. Surprisingly, i've made a lot since i moved here. Well, for the first month or so i was a total loner. :\ That was no fun. Then it was like suddenly everyone went, Oh! New girl! i've been getting asked out a lot lately, too, which is very weird for me. Guys have never really noticed me that much.Imagine this; awkward, shy new kid at a strange school in a strange state, trying out for the school play. i know it was crazy. Maybe that's why i did it, just to see if i really could. And i also wanted very badly to make friends. The play was Alice in Wonderland, and i tried out for the Mad Hatter/Alice. i never really thought i could be Alice, so i performed a monologue from the Hatter's point of view. And i sang a song called "Will You Walk a Little Faster, Said a Whiting to a Snail." It's like an old nursery rhyme i got from the 1999 Alice in Wonderland movie with whatsherface....Tina Majorino from Napoleon Dynamite. Guess what? i got a callback. And guess what else? i showed up late. Everyone was leaving when i got there. But i still auditioned again, and the next day my name showed up on the cast list, next to Alice. i started screaming in the hallway.
Rehearsals were the best. i truly, absolutely love being onstage. People ask me how i can just get up in front of a whole bunch of people and not be nervous. The truth is, i really don't know. But once i'm up there, i get a strange rush like it's some kind of extreme sport. i think i might go into acting someday, if i'm good enough. Anyway we performed Alice for...five? elementary and primary schools. And then we peformed it for the recital at the high school's auditorium, and here are the pics.
Opening scene; that's the storybook behind me. God i love that skirt.
Saying hello to the audience. My apron was a little off 
The tea party scene. It's the March Hare, the (female) Mad Hatter, Dormouse, and me. I love the storybook.
Afterwards, holding my roses and yelling at my friend Ben ;D
My family(L-R); sb Christian, bro Kyle, sis Kelly, ss Chelsea, me, and the other one is a little jerkoff so just call him Royal Douchebag. Wish it wasn't so blurry.
i have a CD of a couple videos from the performance. Wish i could find it. I know it's around here somewhere... i'm definitely not the most organized person.
i think this post is coming to a close. Not bad for just the second one, right?
Let me know what you think. Merci for reading.
Yep, that's my ex. Not the chick, of course. But i dated that guy in like...fifth or sixth grade. It didn't last very long, but i remember crying when he dumped me. That's the only time i've ever been dumped, ever. i got this off of the chick's Myspace and thought i'd show it to you. Not exactly sure why.
