So Now I'm Running And I'm Moving Too Fast, So Here We Go, Oh

Song: Home...Mae


So I went from Mae radio on Pandora to House of the Rising Sun radio. What a day :D

I'm feeling quite alright right now. I'm not sure how long it's going to last, but you know, whatevs. Actually I have chemistry and algebra right after this class so that will probably hamper my good mood. I really shouldn't be in a good mood, for my rehearsal schedule is bugging me very much. I need to sit down with someone and find out what days and times I need to be here. Which reminds me...Lindsey auditioned for youth chorus! The list should be up by now. *checks*

SHE MADE IT! MY SISTER'S GONNA BE IN THE SHOW WITH ME! YAYYY!

But at the same time not yay, because now it's not just my thing. I know that sounds selfish, but anyway it's true. Now it's not going to be "Congrats, Paige! You did an awesome job in your first high school musical! Woot toot!" Now it's going to be "Good job, Paige. *push aside* Lindsey! You did great in your first musical ever, and to think you were in a high school production! AW with your little costume and your singing and dancing and let's have a party with cake and music...*walk out, drive off*" --5 minutes later-- "Uhm, hi, mom? Dad? Aunts? People? Family? YOU FORGOT ME AT SCHOOL." "Oh, can't you walk? Or, is the janitor still there? Maybe you can hitch a ride with him." "*dies*"

I'm not trying to be nasty, I just am not looking forward to that part. But until we get there, I'm really just uber psyched that she made it.

I LOVE YOU BEST FRAN! CAN'T WAIT!

That's The One!- Pt. I

I Saw The Tears On Your Face, I Shot You Down

Song: The Last Song Ever...Secondhand Serenade

Two posts in one day...lucky crowd. Actually I am about to go do some freestyling on the writing blog. So that'll be what, like, five? I don't know. I can't do math good, I always been more into the English.

So tomorrow is Thursday, and I am going to die. Pretty much Thursdays are the worst, except for Sundays. Sundays...are depressing days.

I pretty much hate all days that I have homeworks. I no like homeworks. If we could just go to school and work and not have as much homework as we do class, that'd be great. I'd probably be a happier person.

ALRIGHT. Scheduling is coming up soon, and for some unknown reason, I want to take psychology and sociology. Maybe sociology, but definitely psych. One of the most interesting and fascinating things on earth is the human brain, but more than that, the human mind. Dreaming? Thought? All that good stuff. I freaking love that stuff. So I deff want to take psychology. Another thing I have to think a LOT about is choir, and skipping French 4. I don't know if I want to take choir, but that may be my only way to get private voice lessons. :( Urghh. I'm happy just doing the musicals, I'd rather not commit to choir, but in reality, choir kids probably have more of a chance at leads. I don't know, I probably won't end up taking it, there are just way too many more classes I want. I really hope we go back to a seven-hour day. :P

I'm gonna go and do that freestizzle now.

Bye.

P.S. I truly love this boy.

You Make Me Happy, Whether You Know It Or Not

I'm on lunch right now, and I really don't know if it's against the rules to be blogging/listening to NSN right now. I mean, it's not a big deal. It's not like I'm up in da computer lab snorting crack, so I think it should be good.

Anywhat...

Song: Happy...Nevershoutnever!

I NEED that CD more than any CD I have ever needed before in my life. Like seriously. It just came out a couple days ago or so, and it's at Target. I need to buy it there AND Itunes, because if you buy it on Itunes you get two bonus songs and a video, which is always a good thing.

People are already coming back from lunch. Darn them all to heck.

I guess I'll post later, even though my family never gets on blogger anymore. Whatevs.

All Was Golden When The Day Met The Night

Song: When the Day Met the Night

I was going to write this, but then I decided that I still wanted to play Rock Band tonight. I have some short homework, but then I'm going to play. So maybe I'll post later. Wish me luck on my 8 song set. :D

Confessions of a Girl Who's Sitting Up Against Her Locker and Doesn't Have the Music Loud Enough to Not Hear You Making Fun of Her

Screw you, girl. For God's sake. Is it hurting you that I'm sitting in the hall? OH, HOW DARE I SIT IN THE HALL THAT YOU HAPPENED TO WALK THROUGH!

Okay, here's the story.


I am sitting against my locker.

I've got a ton of stuff with me because it's opening night and I have an asston of homework.

Cupcakes to sell at concessions, costume bag, APUSH stuff, laptop on lap, laptop bag on the side of me.

Girl and boy walk down hall, see me with said stuff.

I had just turned on the music and it was quiet in my ears, so I could still hear someone talking.

Girl says something inaudible, boy says, very clearly, "Don't say anything, she might be listening."

I look at girl.

Girl looks at wall.

Girl and boy crack up and run away.


Thank you. I hate people. And I hate school.

On My Own, Pretending He's Beside Me

Song: On My Own...from Les Mis, but the one I can't get out of my head is the one from Glee, that Rachel sings for auditions.

I am at play rehearsal until like, 10:30 tonight. Not cool. Actually yes cool. I love what I'm doing, I just don't like sitting here knowing that I only get to be on stage for 10 minutes and I'm here just as long. Grr...

But I friends! Yay! I just wish I had headphones because I'm having severe withdrawal from music. I prettyu much can't stand it anymore.

Kind of getting annoyed...by some certain people... -.-

Blah blah talk talk type type

I really hate that song Tik Tok by kesha. Gawd. It's terrible.

You know what I don't hate? GLEE! CHRIS COLFER! EVERYTHING ABOUT GLEE! WOOOOHOOOOO!

So, I've decided to try out for a guy part in the play. Yes, that's right. If there is any chance of me getting it whatsoever, I'm going to try out for it. The character is General Genghis Kann Schmitz. He has one solo song, and he's funny. And guess what. He's a military school director. Oh yeah. Schmuh that's me. Right there. Hold on, I want some food. Preferably gophernuggets but strawberry shortcake will cut it.

Nom NOm NOM NOMNOM

nom.