I am leaving for Maine in T-minus ten hours! WHOO FAMILY REUNION.

'Course, the funny ting is that the place we're going to in Maine is just so far north that we actually have to fly into QUEBEC to get to it. Oh yeah. xD

See y'all in two weeks!




:D


(in unrelated news, Daddy was looking at the family genealogy on my mother's side, and apparently we go all the way back to WELSH ROYALTY. That's right, baby, we've got Welsh Kings dangling on our family tree!)

Hunh. Well, first off, I love the French language. Seriously. I know a bunch of people say it's weird and gay or confusing or just stupid, but if you close your eyes and listen to someone who really knows what they're saying, and is actually, y'know, maybe reading something aloud dealing with love/lust/loss/some other deeply emotional sentiment... Oh my God. Just... I shiver each time I hear it. Mmm.



And Gaelic. Irish or Scots, I don't care which. Anything to do with love, battle, or God.


Plus, they have some excellent curses :D

- Go n-ithe an cat thú is go n-ithe an diabhal an cat.
		May the cat eat you, and may the cat be eaten by the devil.

Annnd... yeah. Oh, and the nod to my geekery: Vulcan. Just... guh. <3

- k'hat'n'dlawa; "half of each other's heart & soul" one who is half of my heart and soul in its deepest sense; became unfashionable after Reformation because of its emotional connotation (anc.)

- t'hy'la; "friend/life friend/Beloved" friend-lover-lifelong companion, blood brother/sister; soulmate; soul-brother/sister

-"Ra mak, J'Mak, T'hy'la. Du amsetri tre heh wi, Taluhk nash-veh k'dular..." "And joy, my joy. Beloved. Your presence honours me. Precious, this one. Half of my heart and soul in eternity."

I almost got hit by a train once? Annnd... I was pushed down the stairs of the Oakland Coliseum! And I herniated a disc (wait no that doesn't count since I got hurt) What else have I done and lived through...

Erm, when I was fourteen I got so sick that I was taken to the hospital for a week in May. >.> And when I got out, I accidentally broke a glass cup in my hand and just kind of, well, stared at the glass and my blood and the milk mixing together until my father came into the kitchen from work a couple minutes later, saw me standing there, and freaked the hell out. I don't know why I just stood there. :/

I've almost drowned at least once (but I forget when). I've been stalked at least five times, and apparently almost kidnapped by one of them. When I was little, and my mother was pregnant with my... sister? I think? we got into a car accident and I only got a scraped knee.

Last year, while working at the Alameda County Fair, Michelle and I almost got ourselves a couple cases of heat stroke. I was all weak and wonky for days after that. It sucked, man.

I stuck my fingers in an electrical socket once, and my hair got all curly that night.

Oh! Anybody remember that stabbing at Pizza Hut? When it was right next to Amador? Yeah, I was late from Village that day, and WALKED RIGHT BY as it was happening. I actually wanted to go in an get a drink, but I was already pushing time, so I didn't. And ended up walking right into a lock down instead, because apparently the guy ran onto Amador campus. o.O

I... think that's about it? So far? At least for 'major' accidents... Well, actually, I fall off of stuff a lot, and apparently land in really awkward positions that should be a lot more painful than they are to me. I freak people out a lot like that.

VULCAN PICK UP LINES.

I HAS THEM.

:D


I'm totally using them at Fanime. Just to prove how much of a nerd I am. <3

Bleaaahhhh busy busy busy.


Still working on the One Act; we're actually kind of entering the last stages of it, really. Oh my God, we perform at the end of May! THREE WEEKS THREE WEEKS THREE WEEKS. :O

Starting next week, my actors don't get to have their scripts while on stage. I would like to actually put that into place tomorrow, but I know some of them are still stuck. Either way, next week they're off! They can ask for prompts if necessary, and now I need to start scheduling outside rehearsals. I also need to get them all together so I can take them down to Hayward and get them fitted in their costumes... I still need to get in contact with the DMT, though. Haven't had much luck getting through to them yet, and it's getting close now!

Other than that, it's really going quite well! Tech stuff actually isn't that complicated; it's pretty much just full lights for the entire thing, with a couple of blackouts between scenes, with two of them in front of a closed curtain and then one on full stage. Mine's pretty easy. Even with the furniture and stuff. I just need three tables, about five to six wooden chairs, a wooden bar, and some various small props (a cask, liquor bottles, ledger books, glasses, a cosh). Seriously.

I'm actually very pleased with how things are progressing. I even have the music for them! I've got an 'opening track', I guess, although now I'm not sure if I'm going to use it or not. Since it's a military one act, based in Britain, I'd be using the March of the Grenadiers as the opener, but again, I'm not sure I'm going to have an opening track. But I love the music for curtain call - Drunken Sailor! xD It fits so perfectly, since it takes place in a pub, and there's a drunken sailor as a main character, and the entire motivation of the play is based, in a small part, off of drinking and being drunk. Hee! It's good. :3


Other than that! Um. I've been working on some short story ideas, as well as some longer, chaptered plotlines (like Simple Snowflakes, Acta Sanctorum, etc.) And I've been thinking of turning some short stories into longer ones. Like, Difference? Yeah, I actually have plans to make that one longer. Same with Guardian, although I should probably finish the short story before trying to expand it. Maybe. I've been working on a couple new poems, although Felonious is by far my favorite. I love that one, even though sometimes I feel like I put far too much of my self into it for me to really show it other people (but I have, and I've gotten pretty good feedback on it).

And speaking of poetry (and especially Felonious)... I did show pretty much all of my works to a friend. She's a musician, and she'd let me look at some of her music (she's AWESOME, been playing and writing for ten years) because she actually wants me to sing some of it! Me! Can you believe it? it's pretty cool. :3

Anyways, I gave her the link to my deviantArt account, and I guess she really likes some of the pieces because she wants to turn some of them into songs! Felonious, Not Not Not I'm Not, Soul Cry... I can't wait. :D I've been working on a few new pieces I might show her, see if she wants to do anything with them. Because DUDE, this awesome! -gleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-


Ugh, I need to do more work for my Shakespeare class. I wonder if I can get extra credit for going to the Shakespeare Improv show...? And, maybe, if I can get enough people together, I could record a 'radio play' version of one of Shakespeare's plays and get mucho brownie points that way...? It's definitely something to think about. I'd probably have to get Stephen's help with the filming and stuff, though. Or maybe Brandon's help...? Ehn. 'Course, I would do any of that just for the heck of it!



Need to finish the sketches in my sketch book before moving on to new ones. I've got one half finished with the pastels, and a second one half finished with the pencil sketch and some inking started. I can't believe I spelled 'seulement' wrong! Ugh! There's no 'o' in 'seulement'! At least I spelled COUP de FOUDRE correctly, especially since I'd already gone over it in ink. I had to white out 'seulement' because I'd already inked it with the misspelling! And I'm almost finished with the poem that goes with it; I'm quite pleased with them both! I've only had one other poem so far inspire a companion artwork. Which was kind of odd, because it was about dandelions. But it was fun making the sketch and testing out my oil pastels on it. Good stuff. :3

OWWWWWW MY SPINE HURTS. D;

This really sucks. I mean seriously, really, truly sucks. It's not my back that hurts, it's my spine. Just one little spot! And it hurts! And I can't get it comfortable or stretch it out or work it out or anything, and even the pain meds aren't really helping.

Stupid herniated disk. Acting up like this and making me all achy and vaguely upset and... grrrrr. And it just had to be the disk right in the middle of the lower natural curve of the spine! And right on top of the pelvic spinal section! Right where the torso essentially connects to the legs! Where all the weight is, where all the movement is!

ARGH. Pain. Woe. D;

</whimper>

Eeri, I need your superduper squee icon for this...

I GOT INTO SAINT MARY'S COLLEGE :D
YAY ME!

Now I just need to hear back from Claremont McKenna!

I seem to be using this icon a lot, lately (yes, the title is from Girl Genius, which I have recently become vaguely obsessed with. SHUSH).



Ugh. This Sunday is the reflection of the Woman at the Well, which I have been asked to perform again, as I did last year. (When dealing with the Catholic Church during holy seasons, read 'asked' as anything other than voluntary. Have you ever tried to say "No" to an entire room of clergy and other miscellaneous secular ministers? Bloody hard thing to refuse!)

Normally, I would have no problem with this. Last year it went off beautifully! Then again, last year I was only asked to perform the reflection at ONE Mass. This year I have been asked to perform it at EVERY Mass. With one Mass on Saturday, and then one Mass every hour starting at 8 am and running until noon with two more at 4 pm and then 6:30 pm, that's EIGHT MASSES TOTAL. PLUS all my regular Sunday church duties! (Holy crap, I almost forgot about the Drama Workshop! That's between Masses, at 5 pm! ARGH.)

So, yeah, I'm spending my entire weekend in church or at work or at school, pretty much. UGH. Thank God for Mrs. Freitas, though; she's volunteered to take half of the Masses and perform the Reflection at those so I don't have to run around like a chicken with it's head cut off. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU.

Either way, I'm probably going to be pretty burnt out at the beginning of next week. And I'm probably not going to have time to look for a new one act script if I want to direct. AND (I'm abusing this word a lot lately) I'm getting sick. Probably because I've been freaking out about work and school and church and thus haven't been sleeping much at all (I think I got...five hours last night?) and I don't think I've eaten in the last... almost 36 hours? Yeah.

:D

I'm doing great. </sarcasm>

But I did finally finish my Shakespeare essay for my Claremont application! It's pretty awesome, if I do say so myself.


EDIT: Actually, I'm kind of hungry now... I think we have some New England Clam Chowder that looks kind of good... -eyes the soup cabinet- I ate all the Lomo Saltado yesterday (whoa; was it really just yesterday?) an I probably should eat something today before going to sleep (because otherwise my parents and my doctor are going to be rather greatly upset with me >.> )

So I finally started updating my writing journal again, slacker that I am. Mostly I'm moving things over to it that I've had up other places, but seriously.

Maybe this will help me get back into a serious writing mindframe? it would be nice to finally unload some of the ideas I have, even if only through sketches and scenes until I can marshall them all together into something cohesive.

Habbawhugheypbhbhtbhjnttttt. Whoooa, long week (er, weeks?).

Okay. One Acts! I love my One Act class. We're great! We've split into four casts, with a different play for each. One group, directed by Trevor, is performing David Ives' Foreplay. Then there's Two Guys and a Bank written and directed by Jeff, Of Love and...Loti? written and directed by Katie, and then The Man Who Turned Into a Stick, directed by Natalie.

I'm in Of Love and...Loti?. :D I got the female romantic lead! Which is pretty cool, as I never auditioned for it (yes, I've mentioned this before; shush). All the yoga stuff is pretty cool, though some of moves were doing are a little scary. Mostly because my partner (who pays Gavin, the male lead), is so much taller than I am. Seriously. I'm 5'6", but I swear he's a whole foot taller. Which makes things really funny, from my point of view. Especially at the end, when we segue into a swing dancing bit and he scoops me up in his arms and spins around. But it's all good!

And I want to direct in the next set. I just need to get a hold of Ken, the 'teacher' for the class, and get him to look over the script I've picked out. Hopefully, I'll get to do Aaron's Magenta. I've got a copy of the script, and I've showed it to one of the other students already, who thinks it's great. All that's left is getting it okay'd and then to think of casting lists! Hopefully. -crosses fingers-


Next! THEA 1A. Which is actually doing pretty well! My group and I did our first scene today, scene two from Fables For Friends. It's weird. Seriously. That's a really weird scene we were doing. And yeah, we flubbed it up a little bit - forgot the order of our lines about halfway through and early ended up repeating ourselves xD - but nobody else in the audience could tell becuase we covered it well enough! That, and our characters were, like, 1960's teenagers or something like that and the dialogue was incredibly random anyways, which worked to our advantage. Now we just get to sit back and watch all the others perform for the next couple weeks!


And ugh. Math. I hate this class. Seriously. Nothing is sinking into my brain this time around except the simplifying, polynomial/rational expression long division, synthetic division, and the beginnings of proportions and variables. But ugh. Nothing else is sinking in! I hate Math. Always have. I'm not going to use it; I want to be an English-Theater-Philosophy teacher. xP Bleah.


Oh oh oh! My sister and I are going to an HP (Hewlett-Packard, not Harry Potter ;P) model audition thing on Saturday. They apparently need 'real people,' and Sarah and I felt like saying "What the heck"and so we signed up! I mean, we've got nothing to lose if they don't pick us, and if they do pick us (or even one of us) dude! Talk about awesome! :D

On that note, Jenny, Oni and I are planning to get together over Spring Break for some amateur photography and photoshoots! We want to go to Golden Gate Park and the Japanese Tea garden to take all our pictures. We're bringing multiple outfits (we'll probably be changing in the bathrooms) so we can have multiple scenarios and shots. Oni and Jenny are dressing like men, though. I have mostly female outfits. xD This is going to be most excellent; the only hard part will be trying to figure out how to tie the obi for the kimono I'm going to be wearing in some of the shots! I have this beautiful vintage pre-WWII furisode kimono, but nowhere to wear it. And oy, tying that obi...

And still speaking of photography and photoshoots, I've got all the pictures from mine and Acacia's jaunt out to the stables up on deviantArt! I'm trying to get them up on Facebook, but my computer is throwing fits. xP


And now meme time. :D
Five things (er, ten, as I'm responding to two people) that I am elaborating on. Comment and I will tell you five things I associate with you, which you will then post and explain in your journal.





Faith is the only true religion. And faith is universal, without distinction of sex, gender, age, race, ethnicity, education, religion...there is no boundary or barrier to faith.

The first five people to comment get a nifty handmade gift from me! :D Details at the bottom.



Finally back home. Yeah, I was only away for a weekend, but it was a busy weekend!



OH OH OH. I forgot to mention this place - Daddy took me to a tapas restaurant Friday night, for dinner. And, HOMFG. BEST. TAPAS. EVER. Seriously! And the restaurant was so cool! This tiny little dimly-lit, over-crowded, oddly-decorated place just crammed full of tables and people and so much noise but it was some of the best food I've ever had. I'm so going back there again. Completely. It was almost better than the sushi restaurant. GOOD GOD, MAN. I am in love with this place.

Also, while we were there, Daddy and I accidentally started coming up with ideas for what this place would look like as a WWII tavern in a Tiny Town In France, and then we started coming up with people (Old Tourov, the bartender and tavern owner? He does talk much, him. And he does not like the Resistance using his tavern - but he likes the Germans even less. And Alexi? Nobody knows much about him - except Tourov. But, he does not talk much...) and so on and so forth. I have ten major characters for a story now, as well as the hint of a plot and several incidents and climactic plot points. It was an excellent night. :D

It was a good weekend. I'm still glad to be home, though.



And now, meme time! Whoo! Yoinked this from iambickilometer :D

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

- What I create will be just for you.
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- You will receive your item before the end of the year (or sooner).
- You will have no clue what the item is going to be. It could be a story or poetry. It could be a piece of handmade jewellery or an art doll. I may draw, paint, collage or knit something. I might bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you have to repost this meme and make and send out five surprises of your own.

Oh, and if I don't have your address and you're comfortable giving it to me, drop me an email or a PM or something. :D

Victims Um, I mean, gift recipients so far are:
1. eerisedda
2. witchy_elphaba

I can't believe I sat and watched Harold and Kumar: Escape From Guantanamo Bay today with my family. Okay, I admit, parts of it really were funny. And other parts were incredibly offensive. But that's just me.

However. There was one part I really, really did like. And that was basically the ending of it, when Harold and Kumar give that jerk Colton what he deserves and everything after that part. It's mentioned earlier in the film that Kumar wrote a poem for an English class when he met Vanessa and that he's never shown it to anyone. And it's a "love poem by math" kind of thing (it was actually written by Dave Feinberg).

And I thought it was the sweetest, most romantic thing ever.




Yeah. I thought that poem (and how he delivered it, after breaking up the wedding) was really sweet.

I'm such a SAP.

O.O

Well, this is interesting... My computer decided to have a random, spontaneous, spastic moment of what I am tentatively calling sentience.

Why, you ask?

Because it changed my icons. ON ITS OWN POWER AND DECISION.

Under 'Killed the Cat' is usually the icon which proclaims, "Damn My Curiosity!" Now, all of a sudden, it is a picture of a Woman in Red and a Man in Black holding each other, rather intimately (he has his hands on her ass, fer crissakes). I have never seen this icon before, nor do I have it saved anywhere on my computer, on website or hard drive! And yet there it sits.

Not to mention, I had already used the "Damn My Curiosity!" icon, then clicked refresh some minutes later on the same page. It was only after I clicked 'refresh' that my computer stealthily displayed its apparent intelligence.

Or just the computer version of a muscle spasm or miniature seizure. Whichever.


(If it does this to my Mafia icon, I will be very displeased. As it, so far I am, quite frankly, amused!)

And, on this note, I have acquired more icons! :D Now I just need to pick and choose if I want to change any around...

:D

I have managed to acquire copies of the soundtracks of Once Upon A Mattress, Camelot (Original Broadway cast, to boot!), and Firefly. This pleases me greatly!

'Course, now I have a mish-mash of musicals running through my head...


Oh! And I have managed to find a copy of Da Vinci's Notebook's Title of the Song! I love this song, and haven't been able to find a good quality copy in so long...Not to mention I also got a hold of a copy of Not Another Irish Drinking Song, as well as a couple Billy Joel songs.

Plus, I have story ideas that I've been working on refining, as well as finishing some stuff for next semester.

All in all, life is doing rather well by me. Or, I am doing rather well by life. ;P



Hmmm. I need new/more icons.

Yes, I'm being a total lightskirt with the holiday gimmicks. Sue me. ;P

Or! Leave little gifts as a reward for my easiness! :D


( My Christmas Stocking )

Whoooo, final concert performance this Sunday! We're performing at the Bellevue Club in Oakland (at eight, if I remember correctly) this time, instead of Amador theater like the last weekend. And this time there's dinner! Yeah, you have to pay for it all (it costs more for "dinner and a show" than just the show) but it's worth it! We sing some really cool stuff, and we have a heckuva lot of fun with everything.

Rehearsals for the second concert start February first, but since I'm going to be at Fanime and Fanime is at the same time as the second concert, I didn't sign up for the Memorial concert. The only problem is classes... Ugh, Finals starting that same Friday... (and I still need to check with Pisces about if I can stay with her again. And the costuuumes!)

Oh well. It's December! Revel in the winter season that is here!




"Pay for my gods on time." HAHAHAHAAAA. XDD


And just in case you think I'm being a little early with my resolutions...


Also! I have been tagged by eerisedda for the Eight Days meme, so here goes:
(and witchy_elphaba, a_spoonerism, watery_memories, thunderbird127, mister_universe, lemonylogophile, bigbuttpanda, and swordancerblade, you get to do this too. :D

The rules are that for 8 days you have to post something that made you happy that day.

Tag 8 people to do the same.

Day One: I got third place in today's Speech competition! I was in the Persuasive section, with the speech I'd written for class on same-sex marriage. At first I didn't want to be there, not really, and then eventually I was just having fun, and shocker, I got to the Finals round! Which was pretty cool enough for me by itself, and I wouldn't have minded just getting the Finalist Certificate itself instead of an award. But I got Third Place! Out of seven! And mine was probably one of the least professional presentations of the lot and I got third place (and a $5 JambaJuice giftcard)!

DUDE. And you thought Spring Awakening was controversial!





BROADWAY, HERE WE COME.

(Right, so I think I'm subconsciously sugar-high as I write this, so be warned for abrupt subject changes and no connection between topics at all.)



AHHH. I'm getting myself addicted to Axis Powers Hetalia~

Dude! If we had this in high school or middle school, history would have been so much more interesting! I mean, anthropomorphic humanoid countries with names and personalities and everything? Seriously! I would have paid so much more attention in history! Anywaaaays... I'm still managing to get myself addicted to this, even without having watched the dramas (which I should do. And I would, really, except I only speak English and French, and...yeah, the dramas are in AN ASIAN LANGUAGE. GUH. Are there English versions somewhere...?)

But yes. Hetalia.

...I wanna do Alfred (America) for Fanime or Yaoi Con or something (but I would need other countries to be there...). Actually, I just want to dress as Alfred, period. ;P

Moving on, now. >.>

The new liturgical season has finally started today, which means I've been running around to all (or at least most of) the Masses today (and there are two more to go, though I can't make the 6:30 Mass because of Chorus rehearsal) to make sure that all the new altar servers are comfortable and know what they're doing, etc. So far, so good. There was some minor flubbing at the 11 o'clock Mass, but nothing major. Easily taken care of. 'Course, it was actually harder this year than last year because this year we have that stinking new ritual for the Eucharist. Ugh. And nobody really knew what they were doing on that part, which made it hard for the altar servers to do their jobs and it kind of snowballed from there. xD

But yeah. So far, so good. I'm probably going to be at the 11 o'clock Mass a lot over the next couple months or so, because ALL the servers at that Mass are BRAND NEW. So I get to play 'role model.' Hahaaa.



...Subject change!

And Christmas is coming, Christmas is coming! Squeee, only six more daaays~ (but AGH, I need gifts for my parents still! I've got Ian and Sarah, but Mama and Daddy are bloody impossible to buy for. D; ) I love Christmas. And Advent. And winter in general. Yaaaay! <3


I really should go work on my speech now (it's due on W3dnesday...) and my short story for English. But that one's easy, and I don't have English class for another week and the speech is due THIS Wednesday so I should get that done first... It's just a lot of reading. xP Define marriage, by spiritual means and then legal and then go into the whole mess surrounding marriage for same-sex couples. Bleah. Why'd I pick such a topic again?

...Oh yeah. I'm passionate about it. xP Oh well. I'll live. Just stay up a couple nights, maybe. And I need to make that powerpoint, too...

Right. To work!

HE'S HOME :D





And we're home, too. So nice to be back home.

Why did I agree to train the altar servers again?

I suppose I should stop asking that, seeing as it's not really all that bad. Well, except for the fact that training is in three weeks, and I just found out about a major liturgical change today that involves a rather focal part of the Mass. And that our new season starts right off with Advent and Christmas. And we just had a pastoral change, as well as new priests coming in. And I didn't actually really get any of my information until this morning. And training needs to be ready in three weeks.

Okay, maybe it is a little maddening. Especially since it's at the same time as my freaking speech! Which I is on "idioms." An informative speech on idioms. I think I'm insane. And kind of screwed, really. Five to six minutes on those? When most of my class doesn't even know what they are! WOE.

And the essays for the college applications aren't really helping, I guess. Heck, the applications themselves aren't really helping in this mess. University of Colorado Boulder, Claremont McKenna, St. Mary's, Santa Barbara, possibly San Diego...URGH. And I hate essays, to boot. I can write stories, poems, etc. Anything that involved fiction (and, apparently, speeches). But essays...I start to flounder.

On a plus note, I found FABULOUS Disney icons the other day. And music ones. And...yeah. New icons. :D


Maaahh. Distracting self with meme! (And story ideas... >.>)
1)Tell you why I friended you.
2)Associate you with a fandom
3)Tell you something I like about you
4)Tell you a memory I have of you
5)Ask something I've always wanted to know about you
6)Tell you my favourite userpic of yours
In return, you post this on your LJ. (Do or don't, I don't care. I'm just procrastinating.)