Ode to musicals...Slightly

So the other night I went to see Rent with my friends and it reminded me how much I love musicals. No matter what kind of musical it is, or what is about I love musicals. I love Broadway and plays. It brought me back to the days when I was in triple threat theater we traveled around and performed and did improv and had tons of fun. I miss being in musicals so I've decided that one day this year all I'm going to do is sing the whole day to make my life more of a musical. Because so far the only time I sing a lot is when I'm driving or with ema lol. I've done the narrating the day thing so now I'm going to sing the whole day. It's going to be hella cool.

That's really all that's new with me. I've just been doing the usual.. You know school, friends and work its become kind of redundant but last night after having writer block to the extreme I've decided that for now on I should be called captain redundancy. Because it's true I am very redundant in almost everything I do. The way I say what thirty million times a day, the way I repeat myself because I don't think anyone can hear me because I can't hear them, I'm just extremely redundant. Especially since I've said the word redundant or a form of it 4 times in the past 3 sentences, that my friend constitutes for another one... I'm just so freaking redundant it hurts.

Today at school I finished my ISU in society so I'm done...I can stop trying in that class now! WOOT senioritis! But I'm heading out because I have to work soon I just thought I would update because my good pal emar complained that I hadn't! This ones for you ema!

peace out hommies~

BIG BEEF OF THE WEEK: redundancy

il pleut... c'est triste

so right now as im sitting in my overly decorated basement, there's a storm outside. Im going to come out and say it and i'm not ashamed at all to say that i am actually terrified of storms. I don't enjoy them and i think they're stupid. i have for most of my life. mostly because when we were in grade 1 or 2 mlle.marie-guillant /(i forget how to spell her name)/... well she taught us that the reason we have thunder storms is because the hot and the cold are fighting and they use thunder and lighting to argue with. So ever since then i hate storms because i thought that hot and cold could be more mature than to fight that loudly. Immature weather sucks!

Nothing new is happening in my life... Kate and i had a super awesome road trip to toronto last weekend. We went to see glendon WOOT! and also got to see my friend christina and her two friends sarah and tiffany. Tiffany's dad happens to be the man who wrote and performed the theme song to littlelest hobbo. This past weekend was really eventful also... very random and very fun!

that's all for now! just thought i would update... so here's hoping that i don't get any of those stupid ad things!

BIG BEEFS OF THE WEEK: Fighting temperatures and intrusive ads on my blog

I don't wanna work...

let me tell you a little story of my day.

Started off like any other normal day slept in too late, ema called me, we drove to school, went to my locker, saw some friends, you know the usual. Well then it started. i walked into english class and dropped all my books. i didn't really think anything of it at the time, so alyssa helped me pick them up and we just talked. Then when i was moving my desk so we could get into groups they fell down again and darren helped me pick them up. ok wow clumsy much? so i went on with my day went out for lunch, got some hot and ready's and some pop. We drove back to school, my pop fell on the ground... wow ok i really can't hold onto anything anymore. got back to school, went to science in society where we had to build our machine and my super awesome group put me in a super awful mood. Went to french class realized that the thing i spent all period working on a perfecting had been broken by another group member who clearly doesn't listen to "hey don't push so hard on it because its going to break the ramp i just spend an hour perfecting." yea that was awesome... so lawdy-dah moving on... the last bell rings and it get all my stuff together (including the broken ramp that i spent all period perfecting, then worrying about) we make our way out into the hall ...yea my arms are so full.... and everything falls... i mean EVERYTHING... marbles are everywhere, my books are on the ground and my ramp that i spent the last two periods perfecting then worrying about its demolished... so while everyone stands around telling me how much this sucks i have to remember my day.... jill and kevin tite help me pick this one up. So we got into ema's car to go home, i hold everything (bad idea considering my luck with holding things today), drop kevin off at home, make "subtle" hints to a certain person that ema has no gas.. ya ok.... get my work clothes because i was supposed to work at 4:45, go to michelle's house to work on our super awesome science project that i officially hate. We work on it, finish it, everything's going great until... I went to get dressed for work and i dropped my deodorant in the sink... usually not a big deal but considering my day i thought it was a little bit odd, or that i was developing some kind of condition maybe. So we're going to work, kind of a little late leaving, rush into work, sign in, run upstairs meet some new hires, run downstairs look at the schedule.... look at the schedule..... still looking at the schedule... one of the older ladies comes over and asks if i've become dyslexic... yeah hilarious ann... go outside to check the weeks schedule... oh that's great i work tomorrow... awesome! just splendid... and even better i don't have a car. go upstairs, my boss makes a point of calling me back in to talk to the new hires, and then makes another point of embarrassing me in front of the new hires by telling them i screwed up my schedule.. thanks linda... my dad picked it up this time...

BIG BEEF OF THE WEEK: omens