That was interesting.

Yeah. The shooting's done for the video. Interesting doesn't even begin to describe it.
It was amazingly fun though.
"You can't go in there. The frogs, and the pudding, it's... it's just terrible!"
"I'm really confused now."
"I've never been in a closet with anyone..."
"I wonder what happened to him." "I wonder what happened to him." "I wonder what happened to him." "I wonder what happened to him."
"Line time?"
"Twinkle twinkle everyone!"
"Everyone who's not the director stop talking!"
*silence*
"Were you dancing with Sammypants?"
"Don't tell my mother!"
Sam: "What?"
"Corny - cut!"
"*chanting* Soap, soap, soap, soap."
"*singing* Happy Smile Laundry, where soap can be your friend."
"*chanting* Soap, soap, soap, soap."
"*singing* Happy Smile Laundry, we're with you to the end!"
"Soap!"

I always knew there was something hidden behind those eyes, I always knew of his secret pain. And I always believed in him.

Well, now I have more than one page of that Hogwarts fanfic. I don't really have that much time to write these days. Because I mostly write at night, but I value my sleep. So you can see how that doesn't happen often.
The (hopefully) last video shoot is tomorrow. I'd love to do more of them, they're really fun, but this movie has taken so long to finish....and it's only ten minutes long.
I won't leave without a trace.
I won't be erased.
School is going pretty well. Though I got kind of depressed a few nights ago because I still have trouble talking to people. Well at least I know my future won't be in human relations.
I actually have to dye my hair now. I don't want to get up early tomorrow to do it.

Contractable Contactables

Yup.
I can see now.
Not that I couldn't.
Just not as well as I would have liked.
I have contacts. And I'm getting glasses in a week. They are Unfabulous. The adult glasses were too large for my head. So to the kiddie section I go. They aren't too bad. Except for the Hannah Montana ones....*shudders*
Apparently i have 20 20 vision up close, and like 20 60 far away. Weird.
Ha ha, I'm making a Hogwarts story. It's called Electric. It's pretty cool.
Alexa hasn't responded yet to that rather....interesting... message I left her.
I have Cherrypants. Not to be confused with Bananapants, which are cooler, and therefore harder to come by. Lol I want shooterpants. As in "shoot her." Because Lauren said if I wore them I would get shot.

Shhh, I'm plotting revenge.

Yes, it is true, I'm afraid. Ceaselessly plotting. On how to bring about more plotting. As in the SPC. Secret Plotting Club. Which doesn't exist yet. But it will. It will.
I was trying to read last night until my eyes wouldn't focus. But I finished the book before that happened. I was up until four. Funtimes.
Youth group was last night. I gave the announcements and we played Bananapants.
I have decided I am going to become a musician, lyricist, composer, psychologist, linguist, and author. People have accomplished more. I think it's a pretty reasonable goal. It's better than picking just one.
So to do that, I'll have to double major in music and psychology, but I think you need six years to become a practicing psychologist, so I'll take the final two on the computer if possible. I can use Rosetta Stone for the languages. I'm already working towards being a musician and lyricist, but I don't understand music enough yet to be a composer.
I am not obsessed with people named Chris. I was kind of obsessed with one, but that was a long time ago.

"And that's what killed his nose!"

Killing noses is an odd pastime...
"Hate isn't a family value, just a liberal pastime."
My mom came up with that.
So, now I'm on the "Student Leadership Team" at youth group. I'm not sure why. I never even considered applying the first time. I mean, it's a good chance to serve and stuff, I just never thought of myself as a leadership type.
Movie night tonight. I haven't seen Newsies in a long time. It should be fun.
School is actually turning out to be pretty cool. I've talked to a few people, and I don't eat lunch alone, so I guess that's pretty good for only being there three days. It seems like everyone there brought all their friends from whatever school they went to before.
Health class is a little cliche at times, but it's okay. I have parental permission to opt out during certain instances.
The new Thousand Foot Krutch album comes out on the eighteenth! "New Drug" is pretty cool. You can listen to it on their myspace.
The new 12 Stones album is pretty good. They remind me of Day of Fire.

First Day of School, Part Two:

School was... okay.
In a good way.
But I really need glasses because my head hurts.
Really bad.
And my bag is way too small for my books.
I'll be getting one in the mail soon, though.
Recording Arts was, predictably, amazing.
My home work is to listen to music.
No lie.
There's a bit more involved, but that's basically it.
My health homework is to decorate a poster.
The bus isn't that fun, there were kids in the back talking about drugs.
And swearing. Profusely.
I ate lunch with Becca.
Who takes classes there until lunch and then has PAL.
I met a few people.
It was pretty cool.
I still have no idea what a Cartesian diver is.

First Day of School, Part One:

Yeah.
Waiting for the bus.
I'm not really that nervous.
But my stomach feels weird.
I don't know when or where Homeroom is.
Emily and I ride the same bus, though.
I don't really know what else to say.
I'm just waiting for the bus.