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Plastic magnetic ponies really know how to party May. 10th, 2006 @ 06:40 pm
So. Effing. Busy. It's awesome.

I hate not updating for a while because it's really hard to sum up everything that's happened. Life is going well, except for the rain. Tech is kind of amazing. Am running light board, but we haven't been using electrics because it's been pouring, so I've just been sitting on headset in the arts trailers pretending that something is actually happening when Erin calls the cue. Now we're going to have to rewrite cues during the Friday show, too, because we're getting a big orange tent. Cool.
Current Mood: exhaustedexhausted
Current Music: Autolux - Angry Candy

There are no people here Apr. 19th, 2006 @ 08:15 pm
Well, it's April. Time to start coasting. Tech, like, doesn't exist this season. Only two or three days a week so far, and when we do work it's outside so it doesn't really count. If I had any sense I'd be spending a fortune at Starbucks every afternoon, but so far no go.

Not much else to say, except that I've acquired a turf addiction. It's so nice to lie on. Apparently it's ten degrees warmer than the air, so everyone wins in this case.
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: The Aquabats - Demolition Rickshaw!

This show is NOT FUNNY. Apr. 5th, 2006 @ 06:42 pm
Snow? The hell?

I have too many frees, and not enough to do during them. Never thought I'd be mad to have more free time.
Current Mood: boredbored
Current Music: An ad. Shut up, ad.

Liberte te ex infernus Apr. 2nd, 2006 @ 07:04 pm
The SAT was absolutely ridiculous. Possibly the dumbest test I've ever taken. It was like running a really irritating marathon. The stupid teacher only gave us one break, too. Afterwards I was a zombie. Miranda and I staggered back to my house and ate cheese pasta, then staggered into Boston and staggered around Downtown Crossing looking for dresses until it started raining and our lives fell apart. My purple pen exploded as I was running back from Harvard Square and got ink all over my pants. This is the second purple pen that's done that. I think it's time for a boycott.

Today, there was a picnic. It was good. I brought ice cream, but my cunning plan to keep it frozen by piling Diet Coke around it was an absolute failure. We ended up with a half-frozen mush. Still good, though.

School tomorrow. God, freedom is so close.
Current Location: Um...here?
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: The Yo-Yos - Home From Home

Double major! Double major! Mar. 30th, 2006 @ 09:07 pm
Oh my God, Vassar has a cross country course with a water jump, and acres of pasture space. It is nice.
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» He would have made a good child molester
Well, I finally tried the tomato soup at that place in the Garage. I have to say, I'm kind of disappointed. It had...noodles in it. Weird floaty shit like that. Ended up feeding most of the soup-contaminated bread bowl to some fat pigeons.

Went to BU with mad people. It was a little underwhelming. There were all these cool guys with ratty dreads standing around selling tickets to reggae concerts, though. Would have bought some, but my wallet is currently so empty it's collecting dust. Break is way too expensive to exist.
» Everybody suicide!
Harvard is weird for the following three reasons:
1. Libary is partially underground; possibly run by the CIA.
2. Hogwarts.
3. Strategically placed Roman temples.
Oh, and everyone there looks really sad.

I have decided I'm not applying to Harvard.
» We have your babies! WE HAVE YOUR BABIES!
Oh my God, what a beautiful day. Slept until noon. It's the first time I've been able to do that since December. There is absolutely nothing better than getting twelve hours of sleep.

Yesterday was funny, even with the Mega History Test That Nobody Studied For. Except for French and, duh, history, most teachers were just like, "Eh, whatever." Spent English class pretending to talk about Dante translations, but really discussing castles and France in the summer. Also, babies. Stole the seniors' ice cream, and were punished with water guns. Got hit up for liquor at four in the afternoon. Played hide and seek tag in the dark. Hid under a foam mat while people threw giant rubber balls at each other.

The only thing I regret is that I didn't get to see "V for Vendetta" after all.
» I can't even decide what my mood is
I...guess I can do stuff now.
» If life is like naval warfare, our problems are German submarines
What is this last week of school doing here? It's, like, designed to torture us. Every other private school has liberated its students already, and here we are, slowly being crushed by lack of sleep and endless revisions. It's like we're suddenly on Jupiter or something, and Profile is the gravity that's squashing us to death. I can feel myself getting shorter by the minute.

Got three hours of sleep last night. Today was awesome. Everything anyone said was absolutely hilarious. Except for the seniors, who are probably being voodooed by a hundred angry members of the junior grade.
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