Where are Who's from Whoville when you need them?

It's been a rough winter in my family.

My mother might lose her job, my sister and my mother are in a "tiff" you could say, and it just doesn't seem like it's the holidays.

Now, just to be clear, I'm very well off. It's not like my mom is going to lose her job and we'll have to live out in the cold... But it's a big deal to my mother. My older sister is home from college for the holidays, but my mom and her just can't seem to find even ground. One of them is always pushing the buttons of the other (usually without knowing it).

But the saddest thing is that no one is choosing to forget about these things and sing "Dahoo-doray" or whatever instead.

I feel like there is nothing special about this upcoming week. I just happen to have 2 weeks off and my sister is home.

And no Who's are coming to sing around the tree this year.

Holidays=Shopping

I risked my life to get a great sale on long sleeves this Friday morning. And today I'm going shopping again with my best friend, Franny. (Remember her? Franny's the one that ditched me to go to a different high school. So far the "Stay Best Friends with Franny" plan is working!) And I love shopping for other people, (and long sleeved t-shirts) but shopping seems to be the only thing holidays mean to people now. The only reason people come home for the holidays at all is to hope for a better deal on whatever-it-is-they-want. Shoppers aren't even NICE anymore.

I remember when I was little and everyone was saying "Merry Christmas!" or "Happy holidays!" to random people in random stores. Now, its like: "*beep* mother *beep*! You can't have that *beeep* shirt! It's the *beep* last one! It's mine! I *beep* saw it *beep* first! It'd look like *beep* on you anyways! *beep*!"

Yeah. Happy holidays to you too. But you know, if they want to act like that, let them. The rest of us we'll just keep dancing around in the halls singing along to Christmas carols.

Because you know what they say:

"The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear."

Power Outage!

A lot of people I know loooove power outages. "Oh my gosh the power might go out!!" As they are all screaming "YAY" I'm thinking "Lord, take me now." I'm terrified of the dark.

I also hate all the things that come with power going out. (Except for an occasional lighting flash ... that's pretty sick.) Like just now, I had to go to the bathroom. The lights came back on, but were flickering on and off, so I held my flashlight tightly in my hand. I have never peed faster in my life.

And then there's the frustration of emailing, writing term papers, and blogging. Because even though you know that your blog is saved every min you really want to post it tonight so you star tping really fast and make a ton of mustakes an

Just kidding, guys.

So. Power outage. Love 'em or hate 'em?

I'm baaaaack!

Hey!!

Since I know everyone was worried about where I went, if I forgot my Blogger password, if I died, etc; I'd like to confirm that I am very much alive. I still go to coffee practically everyday, I still enjoy the movie Benny&Joon, aaaaand:

I finally got casted into a show!! It's a school production, but a show nonetheless. I play a very small (but awesome) role of a mob boss in The Sting, which is based off the movie, in the 1930's. This means that yes. I actually have to wear a tucked in blouse with high waisted skirt and oxfords to match. The costume itself is awesome, but I'm just worried about the very visible underwear lines.

Sexy.

With that lovely image in your head, I'm off to bed! (I rhymed again!)

See y'all later!

To blog, or not to blog. That is the question.

As I am discovering, I SUCK at blogging. Either I forget to post something, or a write about something dumb. On top of that, no one reads my blog in the first place so all I'm REALLY doing is creatively talking to myself. Which I guess is doing everyone around me a favor ... Now all they hear is my keyboard ... But would that more more annoying than random mutterings to myself? Because, its just the same sound over and over and over again "tap tap tap" intead of "I really should ... I wonder if ... Oh yeah ... Damn it, I forgot ..." you get the idea. Nah, I think I'm going with talking to myself is more annoying.

Just because I annoy people without even trying.

Oh, the Life of an Actor

Another audition come and gone. Another "Don't call us, we'll call you" moment. Another awkward silence between fellow actors when you tell them you didn't make the cast .. again. Another "I'll be better next time" Note-to-self.

I mean, I was on a roll for a while! I got casted in 6 shows in a row! But now it's all coming back to get me. Which is okay, I mean, now I can have a life instead of turning down invitations with; "I have rehearsal." But in the back of my mind I'm wishing that I was saying that rather than saying "I can come."

But no worries... I'll be better next time.

"We'll Still Be Friends!" (not)

I've been lucky enough to have an absolute best friend: (Instead of her real name, I'll call her ...) Franny. Franny and I met in the middle of our seventh grade year, and ever since we've been like this *crosses fingers tightly*.

But then she calls me the day before school gets out and tells me she's transferring to a different high school next year. Why? Because she "misses all our junior high friends". What. The. F*ck. I miss those friends too, but I deal with it. Anyways, I'm freaking out because every time I (or someone else) has said "Don't worry, we'll still be friends", I lose that friendship.

And so begins Operation: Stay Best Friends With Franny. We will watch many movies. We will go out for coffee A LOT. We will hang out at local parks.

"And we will dance till the sun rises!" - Anchorman.

Misunderstandings Through Texting

Body language is like, 80 percent of our communication (or something like that), so it makes sense that texts can be really mis-interpreted. My first-hand experience of this was about a week ago. A friend of mine, (instead of his real name, his name shall be ...) Tom, wanted to know if I was attending a friends party. So, through a text, I said I couldn't. Tom asked me why. I told him I was planning on spending the day with my sister (which was the real truth FYI! I considered it very important). Then he texted me this: "oh. good excuse." Which I totally took as major sarcasm so I kind of ... freaked out. I sent him this very long text about how stupid he was and how he wouldn't understand and blah blah blah.

Aaaand then I got this: "... that wasn't sarcasm."

Enough said.

Benny & Joon

A few nights ago, I rented the movie Benny & Joon from Blockbuster (I haven't tried Netflix yet ... I like doing things the old fashioned way). If you haven't seen it, you should! Benny & Joon is a story about a brother, Benny, trying to support his crazy (I mean that in a very literal sense) sister, Joon. Soon (Joon, Soon ... I just rhymed.) , an off-beat performer, Sam, moves in with the family with no where else to go. And so begins the touching and memorable romance between Joon and Sam. It has a very artistic, indie-film feel to it. If you're not feeling it yet, it starts and ends with the song "I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)" by The Proclaimers! C'mon now, that's the most epic song ever written. Plus the guys are like, Irish or something. That makes The Proclaimers even cooler.

My Obsession With Coffee Places

You know how you have those friends that have a funny quirk, or something they do just because it's their personality? Well, basically if I care about someone at all, I take them out for coffee. If you're having a bad day, I'll take you to coffee. If you want to meet up, I'll meet up with you at a coffee place. If you want to go on a date, I'll suggest - Okay, you get the picture.

I don't know why I do it, exactly. It's just the perfect environment. If it gets awkward you can drink your coffee, (or tea!) or munch on your muffin. But if your having a good time, you can sit there and talk for hours. And not to mention that I can succumb to my addiction to an extra hot, triple mocha. ;)

What's your special "quirk"?

Hey There!

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