JESUS WAS BORN IN JULY. Just sayin'. Oh and Happy Chrismas

Happy hollidays y'all. You're my life and loves and I'm lucky y'all are in my life.
Gushy stuff aside, guess what I bought myself for chrismas?
FLARP. Yus. (1 buck. no joke.)

Anyhoo, merry xmas. see everyone on monday

I...just...couldn't help myself.

Happy (fake) birth of Christ you guys!!

Deck them halls, y'all!

Meeerry Chreeesmas!

Let's get sentimental!

Heello leetle gurls. (....creep)
In this post i would like to express my deep appreciation for YOU. sooooo you guys are really really really amazing people. and i love you guys a lot. i don't think i've ever had as good friends as you. you're super supportive (referring to a certain situation for which i didn't thank you guys enough for being there) and fun and i wish we could spend more time together - but, you know, there's the whole "high school" thing to work around, so i reckon we're doing pretty good (heh...). i think we should have an epic (lemon) 2-day sleepover over winter break...that'd be RAD. anyways...i am SO so so glad i tried out for jesus christ superstar....jesus brought us together, ya'll! ANDTHATSALLIJUSTWANTYOUGUYSTOKNOWLOVEYOUALLSOFLARPINGMUCHKAYBAI!

mmmstrawberry/Kurt

"Mmmm I looove strawberry milk! It coats my stomach because I have digestive issues yaaaay!!!"

How I feel

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and I'm sure you can all agree on it

"Oh Greg, look that little boy is possesed by the devil! So funny!"

Hey guys. Guess what I'm doing right now? Writing a song. About. you. guys. cause. you. rock.

Also, want to hear something funny? I heard my parents laughing hyterically down stairs at the T.V. so I went down there to see what they were laughing at and they were watching "The Omen". ??................I quietly backed away. I don't know what is wrong with my family, but they have some serious issues.

yeah.

Romantically Apocalyptic

Go to Romantically Apocalyptic.

So my type of humor.

Kurt and Courtney

Aw It's meh sencond favorite couple. I need a boyfriend. Kurt. Come back from the dead. I command you.

Sid and Nancy

Aw. . .look at that happy couple.

strawberry fields

Mes amis...

*Drunkedly waves champagne glass in air*
FRIENDS, old and new. . .I am thankfull for all of you and all the memories we have shared and will share in the future. You are the butter to my bread and the gravy to my pureed celery root. I love you all and only ask that you absorbe the love that I hope impregnates this cyber message. Although these words are fairly breif, I leave you with this: LA HEIM!

OH MY JEESUZ.

We tried. And we failed. But we DID try so I guess that's what counts. But I really didn't want to be in the middle. And the first person we got died cause he didn't fit. And then the two girls that came into our house (the dumb asses) they were such idiots. They actually DRANK all of the spiked water... that's like rule #1 in the whole not getting killed in scary movies laws.


No NOW we're watching Roswell. Which is Twilight but with Aliens.

Actually.


Okay yeah. Overall. White trash = good party. Lets do it with everybody sometime

HARRY FREAKEN POTTER

RON:

You're Harry Freakin' Potter!
You don't understand
you're a legend, man,
to us all!

Every son and daughter--

RON & THE KIDS: [spoken] "SAFE!"

RON:

... From You-Know-Who,
all because of you!
You were small,
but I wonder if you can recall...

[CHORUS: Oooo...]

RON:

Long story short,
this guy,
[whispered] "Voldemort"
was super cruel...

HARRY:

[spoken] "Voldemort?"

THE KIDS:

[GASP!] "SHHH!!!"

CHORUS: Oooo...]

RON:
... Tried to kill you & your parents,
and this is where it gets intensely cool...

Even though you were a tiny little boy,
you shoulda died but you survived and then destroyed
this evil guy and it's story we enjoy to tell....

RON & THE KIDS:

You're Harry Freakin' Potter!
We don't prefer Gandalf,
Merlin, or Oz,
You're a whole lot hotter!
With that lighting scar,
you're a superstar to us all!
If we're in trouble we know who to call!

[DANCE BREAK]

RITA SKEETER:

You're Harry Freakin' Potter!
I wouldn't wince at all,
you're invincible to all harm!

Like betty crocker--

RITA SKEETER & THE KIDS:

[Oooh!]

RITA:

... I wanna eat you up!
No one'll beat you up
with that charm!
Remember, Harry, kid,
you're the Boss,
you're the King,
you're the Bomb!

HARRY:

But this is all so sad,
I mean, my Mom and Dad
were killed, long ago...

THE KIDS:

[Long ago they died!]

HARRY:

... I wanna be psyched,
but being unliked
is all I know...

CHORUS:

[... All he knows, that's why--]

HARRY:

I never thought I'd be a part of such a fate,
an opportunity eleven years late...
I guess it's time for me step up to the plate
and show 'em that I'm something great!

I'm Harry Freakin' Potter!
I'll do what I can
if what you say I am is true!

I can't be bothered
by my awful past,
I've found at last
something I can do,
so it's time I knew
exactly who I am...

I'm Harry Freakin' Potter!

THE KIDS:

You're Harry Freakin' Potter!

HARRY & THE KIDS

I'm/You're Harry Freakin' Potter--

HARRY:

... And I'm the Man!

THE KIDS:

[Ahhhhhh]

HARRY & THE KIDS:

[spoken] "HARRY FREAKIN' POTTER!"

A movie. About crabs.....OH MY GOD JUST KIDDING IT'S ABOUT A FETUS THAT RUINS PEOPLE'S LIVES!!!

Oh my god you guys, I'm really excited because we are going to make a movie about teen pregnancy and it's gonna be sooo raaad. (I call the role of the pregnant teenager...)

Love

okay... so I'm not going to lie here.... but I think I have a problem. I am totally obsessed with love. Not like I'm goint to go run off and make the next guy I talk to date me so I can have that sort of companionship but yeah... obsessed.
I love people that are in love, or should be in love, or even dating because they may be in love (not everyone only the ones that I like as people and that are cute together).
I love movies about love, people falling in love, realizing love, all those romantic comedies that end in the same way everytime but always just make me super jealous.
I love books about love: Its so discriptive and wonderful and lovely, even the corny ones make me happy.
I love (most) songs about love. If they're written well and have a good message about love I will listen to them over and over and over again. They often make me cry. Songs just about lovers, or the feeling, or the act. The song Faithfully by Journey gives me shivers and makes me want to cry becuase I want someone to write a song like that for me- how they will be forever with you and always faithful... jealous.
I love people who tell me they love me. There is something very powerful about that phrase- especially when people mean it that makes you smile and feel warm on the inside- kind of like a kiss- which is probably why I give so many kisses is because they make me happy and I want other people to feel happy too...

Basically I want to grow up so that I can fall in love. I don't want to be desparate and dive into the first chance I get- but I want to get out of highschool where relationships become more serious and I can experience love first hand- not just love from family and friends- I hate those movies that I love because everytime I watch one I'm all like -"oh my gosh I should completely go to ireland and meet some guy that's super mean to me at first but we end up falling in love" or "I should go to california or a camp all summer where I'll meet the love of my life and we'll likve happily forever together" but alas those are all proposterous and ridiculous ideas that I feel would be a waste of time.... nevertheless those movies always make me think stuff like that.

I don't know if it's just part of being a girl or if I'm just weird but I really want to fast forward through life where I meet the love of my life and where we have a family and grow old together. But since I know that's not possible I really want to live out everyday, but always keep my eyes open for love. Try it out, experiment, but never dive in too quickly.

As for right now in this moment in my life I really love all of you guys. You make it a lot easier for me and even though I feel at times we are being pushed apart by schedules and school, I want you guys to know that I will always always remember you and I will always try my hardest to keep in touch- and most definately invite you to my wedding. =] Thank you guys so much and sorry I'm so busy all the time and such a flake because of my schedule. I can't wait til we get together someday soon and really just talk for like hours straight. I have so much to tell you and want to hear your stories too.

I love you all of you so so much.

New background? Yes? No? Please comment. The other one was really cool but too busy. If y'all want to try out your own background ideas you go to design and then Template Design. I think you guys can change it.

A modest proposal...

Hey kids!

So we have no school on Friday. We should get together and have a lovely time. Sophia, I don't know what time your children's theatre thing ends but when it does, you should come to my house. We don't have to be at the Winningstad (I probably spelled that wrong) on Friday or Saturday so that is a good thing. Hailey and Fiona, I don't know if you guys have any plans on Friday, but if you don't you should come to my house! We can go out into the world too, to maybe see a movie or do whatever. We should really make this happen because I can't actually remember when the four of us hung out all together, outside of school. Which is crazzzzzy.
Let's make it happen, guys.

Love Elaina. A.K.A "Laina", "E", "Nay", "Nay Nay", "Lains", "Naisy Baisy". This is obnoxious but MY MOM GAVE ME CANDY.

Eating By The Florescent Light Of Junior Hallway.

There I was.

In the slight smelliness and loud chatteringness that is the subdivision of junior hall. I don't know if I'll ever get to finish eating my sandwich...There are children...everywhere. Impatiently leaping over my feet. Fleetingly glancing over their juiceboxes. Loudly and obnoxiously commenting on the "grodiness" of the hallway. Across the dusty floor, I see one eating pudding and one eating a pre-thanksgiving sandwich...They're pretty good-looking. Contemplating the best method to tackle the sandwich, navigating the spoon through the teeny plastic carton....

I just don't know if I'll ever be able to finish my sandwich....

But if I choke on the lettuce, just know, that I have always loved you. You are the chocolate milkshake to my french fries. No matter how many children trip over my abnormally large feet. You complete me. Just know that.

Reading By The Green Light of the Exit Sign

Here I am.

In the darkness and warmth that is Shitty Bean. I don't know if I'll get out of this alive. There are monkeys... everywhere. In front of me. Behind me. Next to me. My shoulder is pressed up against the only one that has made contact. It's... soft. The one in front seems to have jewelry around it's fingers and wrists. They're... beautiful. One looks at me and seems to stretch its mouth into a smile -- or is it a snarl?

I'm not sure how I'll ever survive this.

But just know that if I die, I have always loved you. You are the light of my life. And these monkeys can never extinguish that light, no matter how softly they mumble.

But most importantly, just know that

PIL CHAMPS!!!!!

Heck yes we won our volleyball game!!! We got first in PIL!!! yay!!! I'm so happy right now!!!!!
just thought you should know.... and its 9:40... off to do homework... what a victory celebration

Bottle up and explode

Hey guys.

So I'm sure you all remeber, since it was only recently, that we were all talking about how very stressed out we were. Well. That stress has now reached an all-time high for me and it is literally eating my fucking brains out. (I appologize in advance for this post, it's going to be a very long, melodramatic rant.) So first of all, yearbook is making me crazy with its short-notice deadlines. She changes the dead lines. All the time. She expects us to be able to get quotes, pictures, headlines, captions, etc. for a ton of different spreads within short weeks. What she doesn't realize is that WE HAVE OTHER CLASSES. WE HAVE OTHER HOMEWORK. We can't spend every waking hour lurking around, waiting for a football player to look intense so we can take his picture. Oooh on that note, would any of you that are in TOK maybe take some pictures while you're in class? (I only need one or two) OR let other kids in your class know? That would be really really super helpfull because I don't have a time where I can miss one of my classes to take pictures of that class. Again I only need a couple. Super quick. Spread the word. I sound really annoying so I'm going to get off that subject.

The other thing is math. I honestly am trying really hard to do well this year, but I just do not get it. I feel so very stupid in that class. I do all of my homework and I take notes, I participate in class, blah blah blah. I do these things, and I think I get it and I'm like, "Yes! I got it! This is so simple!" Then I took this quiz and I got a terrible score. It was such a slap in the face because I thought I was doing really well! Anyways now I am super stressed about that class too because whenever I think I am doing well, I might actually be doing really poorly. So that just sucks.

There's a lot more but I am starting to sound really annoying to myself so. I'm gonna go live in a tree in the middle of a forest in South America, if anyone needs me.

Sorry for blatant melodramatic-ness of this post, guys!
Elaina

Hermy. Whachu been eatin'?

Let me let you into my head

Well I guess here you go
ughh.... This year sucks so far. I'm doing fine (for what I know) in all of my classes but I just don't feel in it. Like nothing is right... I don't know. I never have any any time ever because I play so many sports all of the time and you guys always get to hang out if not after school during first period or during teching stuff and I just feel like I'm alienating myself because I never have time and then when I try to make plans (i.e. race for the cure, next weekend pumpkin patch/maze) it never works out because you guys are busy then... I know I still hang out with you guys somewhat during school and at lunch but thats not really anything. I don't I may just be over dramatic and I'm not trying to create any drama by any means... I don't really know, with like the whole flarp thing and hodgepodge thing I just never know what you guys are ever talking about and its not like you could do anything about it. I was gone all summer and do way different things then you guys so I'm always separate and busy, which just flat out sucks and I hate it and I'm almost regretting playing volleyball because of it sometimes (that and I've not been playing well lately which is just really frustrating). I know our schedules are never going to mash because the only time I'm free will be in the spring and I think you guys are all doing the play so that will be even more great. I really try to stay close to you guys with this and everything but its really hard for me (and I'm sure you guys too)... Anywho thanks for coming to my games and stuff, I really like that a lot and it makes me feel good, and I can't wait for the concert even though we may not be able to do anything after.
I think its mostly my fault for not being a super like sharing and open person... you guys barely even know about my trip... which is just ridiculous. So on top of school and sports right now I'm gonna try to fit you guys so I can get back in the group... thanks for letting me spill my heart and than reading it... I guess I should be getting homework done since its 10 and I got home half an hour ago (from a game we won) and have to be to school extra early tomorrow and get sleep...
Love you guys,
Hailey

creatively made by me =]

I wish I had a river I could sail away on

Right now I'm being very bad - I'm avoiding my psych homework which is to summarize an article on the "teen brain" for which I have to give a short speech on tomorrow. Where the hell did the three day weekend go?

Anyways. I'm reading this book called Ricochet River in english (blah), and its about three teenagers who live in a teeny town in Oregon and go on long drives through the country and to the city. At the end of the book, they decide on a whim to take a year off before college and take a sailboat down the river out to the ocean or wherever it takes them. Yeah, so its kind of cliche. But doesn't that sound so tempting? To just completely let go of all the obligations and expectations and wants and needs and limitations and just....let it happen. Let whatever happens happen. To not know where you're going or when you're coming back. When I think about that it makes all the millions of little things I worry about sound very trivial...but then I think about it some more and the anxiety begins to come back - speaking of which, I have an article to summarize.

Sigh.

Slow Down, You Crazy Child

As a person of moderate intelligence, it has of course come to my attention that sometimes all you really need to get through a mentally difficult time is follow a nice little list. I am very much a list person and I use them whenever possible. Is it partly a form of procrastination? Maybe. Well, yes. But mainly it lets you sit and really stare at the written word that will tell you what to do and when you have crossed off the last stupid little task that you have given yourself you will feel accomplished, free, whole...
Until you make the next one that is. :)
Here's my feel better list.

1. Take a shower. Yes, it sounds cliche but it is indeed a necessary step to calm the fuck down. When I shower it's so... ugh, I can't believe I'm saying this -- cleansing. All of the dust and germs get washed down a drain and all of your worries seem to fall down there, too. Turn the nob as hot as you can take it and close your eyes and let it pound down on your face, hair, and neck. And just stand there. It numbs everything in you and all you can hear and think about is the rhythmic drumming of the water on your face. Clean everything. Start at the top and work yourself down. Getting the nails and every nook and cranny that you might have looked over before. This is not going to be a quick shower. Next best part is when you step out of the shower into the cold -- but instead of dashing to the towels, let the cold nip at your ankles and poke and prod at your back. Then take the towel wrap it around you. Operation shower is complete.
2. Surround yourself with nice smells. This means lotion, hair product, candles. Hell, Frebreze the room if that's what rocks your boat. Try to stay away from really strong smells though -- no perfume this time. Just subtle reminders that you could be smelling a hell of a lot worse then you do now. Scent is a sense that we often take for granted. I mean, if I had to choose between touch and scent I would go touch without thinking -- but after you think you realize that smelling things often brings feelings out of you that are larger than that of taste or feel. Whenever I'm upset, I bury my face in my pillow -- not because of it's soft feel, but for the scent of comfort.
3. Now for the nice touch. Next, surround yourself with comfortable clothes. This doesn't mean sweats, necessarily. I'm just as comfortable in jeans. If you feel freer in a long skirt, so be it. Just something that you feel you in. Your not there to impress anyone of keep up an appearance. This is just you. If you wanna go naked -- fine. Don't tell me and I won't judge.
4. Music. Seeing a pattern here? All of your senses have to be content before you can start on this calming process. This is almost methodical and soothing it itself -- going through each sense and giving them what they want. So now it's hearing's turn. Turn on quiet music. Yes, heavy metal has it's purposes, and it can release tension, but this time go for nice and easy. Me being me, I go for my rain or ocean sound track. The fact that it makes you want to pee is complete crap. We live in Portland for christsake. If I needed to pee every time I heard rain I'd be in big trouble. Sorry -- Just put on some nice music and try to drown out the man made -- airplanes, cars etc. If you are lucky enough to be in a place where the birds are there for music, then they will work just fine. Music has a great way of creeping through your ears to your brain and working out the knots that are in there -- like a massage.
5. Tea. I don't care if you are a coffee person. It. Doesn't. Matter. Tea is truly a magic thing. It is the bridger to all gaps and the soother to all tears. You can make it whatever tea you want. Herbal is preferable. But make it hot and in a nice mug that you can wrap your hands around. You're not allowed to say you don't like tea because there are too many frickin' flavors to choose from that you can't possibly not like everyone of them.
6. Now relax. Here's the tricky part. Find something to do that will allow yourself to loose yourself. Movies aren't the only thing out there. Is it okay to settle down to a nice feel good movie in order to wind down? Yes, of course. But there are tuns of other things to do. Play around with them.

• Read a good book - Escaping from this world into one of a book is sometimes the only way for me to relax. Reading a book cover to cover with hot tea in my hand is somehow so cheesy that it makes me feel so good.
• Go through old family pictures - Another form of escape, but instead to your past. Looking at people in those black and white pictures kind of reasures you that all of the issues your going through are probably pretty similar to what they went through in their lives. And you are proof that they're life worked out pretty well.
• Breathe deeply - Sometimes just concentrating on your breathing can calm you down. Count breaths and close your eyes. Hey -- it works.
• Talk to or Hang out with friends - Sometimes just spilling your guts to someone is the only way to figure out what's going on in your head. As you speak you'll begin to understand as you go along. Being with friends is also a great way of getting away from all of that.
• Take a long walk. - There is nothing more calming to me then taking a walk. It basically is the time to clear your head and get humbled by that oh so kind Nature. She will remind you that She's a lot more important than your troubles.
• Write.
• Simple chores. Sometimes doing something methodical and easy to achieve is the best way to relax.
• Cry.
• Sleep.

Wow. This turned out longer then I meant it to be. I was just trying to clear my head myself. And it worked. Thanks guys!

Frodo... Don't Wear The Ring

Discreetness is beauty

Haha okay so I told some of you but I thought this was hilarious

On the way home from my volleyball game (which we won. woot) we were following this motorcycle guy with a girl- most likely his girlfriend on the back in old townish area. I could see that they were holding a bag but didn't know of what and then my mom says that she's lovin the discreetness of the people in front of us because they were holding a fantasy: for adults only bag! Haha. i just feel like that's embarassing.... Anyway it made my night..

And then we passed a sign that said Cabaret and my dad got really excited cause he thought it was the musical coming and it then the sign flashed two girl show and he realized it was an actual cabaret... haha oh my dad....

LOVE, Hailey <3

Ooo. New band

Ooo. Look guys. New band found in my radar: Mumford & Sons.

Ooo.

Oh yeah

Oh and thanks for the tunes Drew. :)

Starry Night and Crazy Homeless People

I think my favorite painting is Van Gogh's Starry Night. Every time I look at it I get something new from it...

I don't know it's just fantastic.

I just got back from my birthday outing with my Godmother and she took me to breakfast and shopping for posters and stuff... It was a lot of fun and I got a couple cool posters. But in the parking lot there was this homeless guy. See, the old homeless guys are fine -- weird but fine. It's the younger ones, like 15-25, that freak me out. This guy comes up to us and is like, do you have any change? And we're all, no sorry. He goes away and then wanders back suddenly and yells "You rich bitches! Stop living off your men!" and starts yelling at us like that and then suddenly I'm like, "OI! STUFF IT YOU JERK! EVER OCCUR TO YOU SHE EARNS HER OWN MONEY?"

....

Out loud.

Oh shit.

The guy starts like mumbling stuff and my godmother starts laughing and drives away really fast in case he decided to come over. Oh it was so embarrassing... I can't believe I said that out loud to someone... He just... I dunno pushed the wrong buttons I guess... Ughhhh. Sooo embarrassing.

Sigh. I'm off to do homework.

Aaaand SAFE

Oh my god this week is finally over.  How bizarre that everyone had such a bad bad week... oh well it's OVER.

Right now I'm writing my TOK monthly paper, or whatever... It's interesting but mine's not that great. I'm talking about the definition of art and it's kinda fun. I'm curious as to what your guy's opinion on that is... so speak to it in your posts please if you don't mind.

CHARLIE BUTTONS is now officially moved in!! He's so adorable and I can't wait for you to meet him. But that also means that there's a lot of work to do in the barn. Awesome.

Sorry for the short post.
Loads of shit to do. (hahaa. Not literally)

ThatOneGirl

Elliott Street

Hey all.

So it appears that we are all in agreement that this week was an epic failure. I don't know what it was, but it seems like everyone else I talked to was having a really bad week as well. Being sick doesn't really make it too much better. I've been super stressed out lately, and my Mom and I were talking about it and she thinks I should see a phycologist...? So yeah. It's going to suck, but maybe I can get my hands on some Valium, or something! (just kidding.) Anyhow. I came home from school today and my older brother was home which made me happy because I haven't seen him for a week or so. He was like, "I saw that you had a Lincoln High School 1986 yearbook in your room." I was like, "Oh yeah. I stole it." He was like, "I figured hahaha. Steve." I was like, "Yeah. I'm proud of myself." Then we were on the porch and he was like, "You know...if you like Elliott Smith memerobilia, I should get you the Elliott Street sign. He named himself after it." I was like, "Yes I know! But don't steal the sign!" He was like, "Whatever. I'm going to steal it and give it to you for your birthday. Or Christmas." So...I guess we're just a family of Elliott Smith theives. I'm so proud of this.
But I'm still kind of bummed out. So hopefully this weekend is better. I'm feeling good right now. But that's probably a result of some magical liquids so...I'm going to go watch Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and drown myself in self-pity.
See you guys (Sophia and Fiona) at school tomorrow. And Hailey, we all need to hang out soon. I am super excited for the pumpkin patch and The Script concert! I miss hanging out with you!! Whenever you have a free day or afternoon or evening or whatever, let me know, so we can all do something. <3

Good day. I said good day. (hah...)
Elaina.

Roll....

Hey, I'm glad I'm not the only one having a bad week.... I haven't been playing well in practice or really in tonights game- though we won- and its making me even more frustrated.
Also since you guys arn't super busy this fall I feel like you've been hanging out a lot and like I'm missing everything cause I'm so fricking busy I can never do anything. So you have all these inside jokes that I just have no clue about. Which sucks... I really like playing volleyball but I hate that it takes so much time out of my life that I have to stay up til o'dark 30 to finish homework and never have time with my friends.

on a side note- looking for a little boost I looked up the lyrics of that life after love thing and found out that I was wrong- which made my dad that much better.

-Hey lee

Last week of September: CRAP week.

This has not been a very good week for anyone. It's been basically a month since we started school (WHAT?!?) so we're in full swing. Summer feels like really long ago, but not that long at all. Sophia and Hailey I completely sympathize with you. It seems like every morning this week something went wrong, I haven't been sleeping that much, I've been stressing about tests, whether or not to try out for trek (I had a moment on Monday where I was battling inside my head of whether or not to go for it, and then the list filled up and I just kind of let it go. But now I sort of regret that. But what's done is done.), and a million other little things. When I got home from school I checked my emails and found out that I did get on the tech crew for Macbeth. But I'm on build crew, not run crew. I started crying and then I got mad at myself because it wasn't that big of a deal, and I didn't even really know why I was crying- I mean I'm really disappointed...but build crew might not be that bad....eh. So I guess that just set me off. I was already on edge because I had forgotten (for probably the fifth time) that I had voice lessons and I hadn't practiced, so now I am gaining a reputation for being a flake. Which I guess I kind of am.

BLECH.

Yep, gotta love that teenage angst. It's awesome.

I wish I was A Punk Rocker

Children

I'm having a terrible day.

The worst part is that I don't know why even. Like, my audition went well, I'm doing pretty well in all of my classes and I have you guys and stuff but... I don't know... It feels like I'm behind on everything and I don't get anything and this year really isn't turning out the way that I was thinking it would, you know? And no my "Path Is Not Warm" or whatever. It isn't like that, but I'm just SICK of going through the motions of high school and not feeling accomplished afterward.

Angst.
Angst.
Angst.

Moving on!

My audition went well today but it was kind of bizarre... We walk in and he's like okay take off your shoes and socks and get on the stage. (Normal for Matt. He has a strange obsession with bare feet on the stage... something about connecting) Then he thrust a scrip into our hands (me and this kid called Alec -- who's in our grade even though I have NEVER seen him before -- awk) and said: "Okay, do this scene together" I did alright, he stumbled a lot but was good overall. Then he gave us a single monologue and asked us to read it out loud (finally the way I read out loud wasn't embarrassing like it is in English class). Then he's like, do you consider yourself a singer? And I'm like, sure. "Sing something"

uhhhhh.

Okay you guys. Think RIGHT NOW what would you have sung? Something cool right? Musical theatre-esque perhaps? Or maybe a popular pop song?

I sang Swing Low. REALLY? Is that REALLY the only song that could pop to my head? Ugh. I blame the fact that I was cast in ever African American role in Skyline because I was the blackest girl there.

Anyway, then he put on this music and asked us to 'respond': moving around, expanding, contracting, and interacting with each other. The music was trippy. And this guy was SO uncomfortable. I'd done this before and it was less intimidating this time because last time it was done in the dark to Enya, let by candles... oh, and with Eric Asakawa. ;) But still, I tried to think of a non freaky way to 'touch' this kid that I didn't know so I kind of did some hand touchy think and then he like grabbed me in a hug randomly and I was like


"...uh..."

That was embarrassing. But other than that it went fine.

Now I just want to go on a hike in a misty wood with my horse to calm the fuck my nerves down. I burst into tears tonight because nothing was happening the right way and I feel out of control.

Ah, hormones. They're a beautiful thing.


Picture time.

ELAINA FRIEDMAN (typed in google images)

HAILEY MCDONALD

FIONA WOODMAN



This is all.

Hey Ho... LETS GO!!

So basically we've been completely failing at this whole blog thing... myself included and I was really thinking that it only tkaes about 2 minutes to do a post of any kind so we should do it more often... anyway....





I had a terribly bad morning because I got home so late from that stupid game that we played horribly in because our team is so dramatic and they (meaning brandie and Jessica) are always mad when we start to get down... Seriously no one smile the first two games and it wasn't any fun. So basically we traveled over 7 hours in total to play suckish and to eat pizza- Joy....


So anyway I didn't get to finish all my homework but was so tired I slept through my alarm to do homework this morning and actually just woke up late and had to run around and was almost late to school... THEN I couldn't find my chair and since I was already in a bad mood freaked out- though it really wasn't that big of a deal I was just really emotional from tiredness and it was just something else going wrong- so sorry that I got all pissed at you guys... I was fine I just needed one of those moments when you walk down the hall really fast on the verge of tears than duck into the bathroom to look at yourself to make sure it doesn't look like you were crying-- cause I never actually did... but things were a lot better after that





I hope you guys all had a good day. Sophia I expect to hear how your audition went and I know you guys will all do a great job teching from McBeth! Love you guys lots and for the love of Cheez its POST!!!!!





-emotional highschool girl (Hailey)

Here's come Jesus toast

Hodgepodge of stumbleuponness

Here's a random collection of wonderful things I've found on stumbleupon:

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/9s4trS/pleated-jeans.com/2010/05/12/14-hilarious-talk-show-screen-grabs/

My favorite: "Veronica admits she's obsessed with pooping"

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2qDDmh/consumerist.com/2009/12/01/120109-006-walmart-baby.jpg

Look veeeery closely

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/8SZRgm/www.engrish.com/

God this is so bad.

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2AM07l/vidmax.com/video/3060/Amazing_gymnast_pulls_off_an_amazing_sequence_of_flips/

This is flarping ridiculous.

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/9wLggB/www.safeshare.tv/v/fvUQQF5S4Dg

I always feel incredibly awkward in these types of situations....

The Zombie Apocalypse

Yo girlies.

I don't get relationships like that. (referring to Hailey's experience btw) I mean, why would you ever hang out with someone only to turn around and bitch them out? I don't get it at all and it makes little to no sense. I only hang out with people that I really want to be with and when I happen to be thrown into a situation with someone I don't like then I keep my sarcastic teenage comments in my head. Or possibly on paper.

So, yeah. That's it on that subject. And yes, Hail, I'm going to the Race for the Cure this weekend... I think everyone else is too... I MIGHT actually be busy this weekend though but I'm not sure.... Intel party thing... I'm going to try to get out of it but yeah that's that.

Let's talk about the Zombie Apocalypse.

As we all know, the invasion of our undead friends is nigh and, as less of us know, we are sadly unprepared for such an attack. Here's some stuff that I was thinking about on my way back from school.
There are many factors to consider whilst planing for the Zombie invasion. You need to figure out, for example, where you would run when such an attack begins. You need the basics: Food, shelter, water, and weapons. You can't really have one without needing the other, though... I'm thinking Home Depot is a good place to go. Cause then you have weapons, and wood for shelter... but what about food and water? Sure you can fight your way out for supplies but that would take time and energy.
So then I'm like, Well Fred Meyer has a butt load of food, and water, and shelter and, like, gardening tools for weapons. Awesome. So now we're alive.

But in a crisis like this (and I'm being perfectly serious here), not necessarily in a Zombie Apocalypse, is staying alive really the only thing you should be worrying about? I mean, sure, it's your first instinct to abandon all reason and just keep afloat leaving whatever you have to behind you. But... what about our history? If somehow we do survive the crisis (whatever it is) but we leave all of the history to die, then aren't we as good as dead? We, as a human race, will forget past errors, past innovations, past massacres... and duplicate wars and holocausts and religious mistakes, and then where would we be? Isn't part of what makes us human learning from others so as not get stuck in the vicious cycle that is nature? Isn't part of what makes us human daring to go beyond simply surviving and discovering? Learning and moving forward? But really, who's going to worry about books while their leg is being chewed on by a zombie? (I mean other than me)

I spent most of my time with my dear cousin Sarah Jones (Best friend, btw. Actually you guys would adore her) talking about how we would survive the Zombie Apocalypse. Guys. Think about it.

After all. 'Tis nigh.

This is Sarah Jones.

And this is a Turtle.

Racing for a Cure + Bitch bonding

Hey y'all... so I have a pretty intense story to tell about this weekend that I thought I would save for this so I still have something to write about but I was wondering whether or not we were doing Race for the Cure this weekend/ Sophia's birthday... I hadn't heard anything about it but if we are going to do it we need to sign up... or I need to sign up with my volleyball team... so let me know...

Anywho! So Friday in place of practice we ran around downtown trying to sell those little card things to people (which was an epic fail btw) and after we decided to go out for a team dinner for "team bonding". Around 6ish we were all just standing around in the gym and some people were counting the money and stuff.... so the girls who don't have jobs (including me) left to go get the table at the restaurant though we were going to wait to order because they said they'd be right behind us. So we get there and get our seat and everything and it was all fun but we're just talking about how hungry we are and how everything looked so good... Andii (not Holmes but the kind of annoying one on my team-but nice) was especially hungry though she had just eaten a half piece of pizza she had left over from lunch- whichh is understandable why she would still be hungry... at least to me... Anyway we wait and wait and after like 30 or 45 minutes they (Brandie and Jessica Smith) finally show up - there are two other girls and our coach, Lea in a differernt car.

So Jessica and Brandie sit down and Andii mentions something of how hungry she is and how they took forever and we can finally eat... I don't really know why but Jessica just kind of exploded.... she doesn't like andii in the first place really and I don't know what it was today at our "team bonding" that made it happen but heres the dialoge that went down

"You just ate Andii how can still be hungry you were eating in the gym?"

"I don't know... I just am always hungry"

"so you have to eat every five minutes?"

(I don't really remember what Andii said back but it made Jess flip out)

"WE need to talk. Come here"

"No I don't want to talk to you"

"FINE! then I'll say it here to your face. (she leaned over the table, over me and actually like got in Andii's face and in a very very harsh tone said...) "Everyone on this team thinks your selfish..." she would've gone one but she said that just as Lea and the other girls walked around the corner.

They sat down and everything was really awkward for like a minute. Then Andii got up and left to go to the bathroom with emily (which I later found out was because she needed to borrow her phone cause she was going to call her mom to go home) A couple seconds after they left to go up stairs Jessica gets up and says something about apoligizing. This next part I heard from emily so I don't know the exact words exchanged but it went something like her storming in the bathroom going

"Here you guys go again gossiping behind my back"

(Andii)"We're not talking about you"

"Emily you need to LEAVE"

"No, emily, I'm going with you."

Emily was so confused cause she didn't want to get on either of their bad sides but Jessica I had blocked Andii from leaving the bathroom and finally Andii told em she could go and I guess they just talked things out-- with more accusing from Jess and ending up hugging at the end and coming back down to the table like civilized people.

They were a little awkward the rest of the night but at least acknowlegded eachother a little. But anyway yeah- most dramatic thing I've ever seen...

I just wanted to thank you guys for being so cool all the time and never causing me any drama or making me cry or anything like that. I would hate it if we had a relationship where we fought all the time and talked behind eachother's backs and told secrets and stuff. I just wanted to let you guys know that I love you all and that you can tell me anything-- know matter how weird or embarassing... I will always be there for you guys because I know you will always be there for me. I love you guys! Keep writing!!!

Hailey

VENT (not the heating kind)

AAUUGH. SCHOOL. More specifically, my english class. I don't even know how i feel about it. As you know, i wanted reading the media, because it's taught by mr. gutlerner who is one of my favorite teachers ever. I didnt get into it, so i now have regular stupid people english (haha kidding....mostly....) with Wyatt. And all the annoying jocks who just laugh at ms. wyatt the whole time (although not gonna lie, sometimes i cant help myself and i let a giggle escape when she pauses mid sentence and her eyes glaze over). But she's definitely not the worst teacher i have ever had, and its only been three days, so i am going to try and keep my mind open.

Anyways.

Right now i am supposed to be working on my english project, which partly consists of writing an editorial on a subject that my family has strong opinions about. At dinner i asked my mom what i should write about and she said "Write about lady gaga's meat bikini."

....thanks mom.

On that note, i bid you all adieu (cool word of the day).

Road To Joy

Heeey, all.

I would like to begin by saying that "curdled egg" is a disgusting image, and a terrible name for a color. If you didn't already know, the color of the paint on my bedroom walls is called "Curdled Egg". That's pretty gross. What was my Mom thinking when she picked it? Who knows...I think she hates me. Just kidding.

I don't really have much to say since it's not summer anymore ( :( ) and I see you guys everyday at school. ( :) ) But nonetheless I'm still posting. Obviously. Soooo I guess I'll talk about my DOG. There's this girl at our school who you guys know, and who's real name I will not reveal, but who cares... because we all know her by her better as "Rat Girl.". Rat Girl is in my french class and she brings her guide dog that she trains to class and stuff. She won't let anyone touch him, which makes sense, because he's in training. And I was just thinking to myself, as my french teacher was babbling away and making no sense, that it would be really funny if I were to bring Oscar to school with me one day and tell people he was my Guide Dog In Training. Then he could just walk around with me to all of my classes, and I would always have someone to talk to!! Ha! I think it's a fine idea. too bad Oscar has the bravery of a Chipmunk and would probobly run away if someone tryed to pet him...Oooh well.

If you guys are bright eyes fans, you should listen to "Road To Joy". And listen to the whole thing because the ending is the best part.

I'll see you all tomorrow!
Elaina <3

School is like a giant pigion... crapping on my heart

Thank you Phoebe for credit to my title.

I hate school. The work. The getting up. The staying up. I'm pretty much ready for retirement right now.

I'll post more later. I just thought I'd let my opinion shine out. Awesome. Bye.

In Which... I Actually Begin My Flarpin Homework

Fiona, welcome to our twisted world of friendship.

Yesterday was so much fun but my mother is not too thrilled with my choice activities considering the amount of work that I have to do. My horse is injured so I need to take care of her. Dog needs to be walked and played with more. Why is my room so dirty? Clean it up. Have I even started my homework? I do realize that school is in less than 4 days, right? Have I gone clothes shopping because they're not looking too good. As for school supplies, it is appalling that I haven't even started to gather them together.

In a nutshell? According to her I'm failing at life right now.

SO here I am, waking up at 6:00 to start my homework. I'm taking a break to get coffee and got distracted by our blog.  But I'm leaving now. Forevernotreally.

Here's a picture of River Phoenix.

That One Girl.

HI THERE. squirrel?

YAY.

um. so. this is my first contribution. its very exciting and i feel quite honored! i am currently watching buffy the vampire slayer the movie....COOLEST kid on the block is what i am. personally, i prefer the show. sarah michelle geller kicks much better ass.
ha.

LOVE.
Fi?

Shmola....

Okay well firsties... I had a fun time hanging out with you Elaina and making brownies and swedish pancakes and watching that old movie. And it was GREAT to see you Sophia for the first time in 86 days which is an incredibly long time just so you know. And it was fun to hang out wiht both of you and listen to songs and eat cold noodles and look at stars and start to write a song and forget to finish and watch sweeny todd and fall asleep. Also it was fun to go to the waterfront today sophia and just hang out... It was funny that we saw you at the mall Nay... made my DAY (ryhming).... anyWAY....

Though I am unaware of my tournament schedules and stuff but I am thinking because my sister has a free parking pass to Sauvie's Island that we should go to the beach one sunday or something.... though I guess that doesn't really make sense becasue non of us have our liscences... well Kay does but her six months arn't up... so... maybe that won't work BUT we should still go sometime anyway....

Anywho see you tomorrow (or I guess its today now) at the BBQ at the Pecks.... I'm excited... Love you guys lots and I really do think that we should add Fiona into our mix here... she already reads it haha.... Love you bye.

Puppies =]

(this is the guy from Peter Pan, but not how he looked in the movie)

-ICPN (Hailey)

Sup.

I just want to point out that 'sup' is the dumbest thing one can say because technically it means to have dinner in Victorian times or something. It bothers me almost as much as when people say 'mayhap' instead of perhaps or maybe.

The drama retreat was fun. The girls went skinny dipping but I stayed to hang out with poor Hayden cause he was the only boy.

I miss you guys and I think the waterfront will be SO cool.

Hails, I can't believe I couldn't go say hi. Jim would NOT SHUT UP and I could not concentrate on a word of what was happening. I fear that this means I'm developing a serious crush on you and this is a problem. So I'll just post this picture to make up for it.

That One Girl

Uhh...

Not gonna lie Nay, Lightbulb Cake does not make any sense....

By the way I'm think friday. Waterfont. Because its supposed to be like 85 and the rest of the days til school are supposed to be crappy. Sound good?

~Insert cool pen name (Hailey)

This is just really cute.

Lightbulb cake.

Oh my gosh! The first post ever on this blog.