Pooh, cramps are bad! Oh, and if you still cared, I came from South Carolina to get to DC.
Telling my parents about BWW, or why I'm such a walking misery?
I'm sure my mom could figure out most of it on her own. The rest isn't really anything she'll tap into; I hate having to explain stuff to my parents.
I think my grades are posted online, but I'm afraid to check. I don't need that, too.
WOW. That really is awesome of your mom. Aww wish we got to actually talk more, DC accents are fun but I loove through and through southern accents like those in Carolinas.
Come to think of it, I'm surprised nobody made fun of my NY accent, they did all the time at GW. Always would go into "cawfee tawk" w/ me.
You think Atrias had an accent?
.... I didn't!
Hon, I'm actually from DC. We just went to SC for Christmas.
And...all of it, Em? I don't know.
I'll probably just wander downstairs, grab some food in silence and slither away. It's less confrontational.
I heart accents. Usually.
I love Scottish and Australian accents.
Maybe instead of slithering away, you should make a racket with the pots and pans, to release some pent-up frustration. That's always fun. Then, if your mother asks what you are doing, tell her you are thinking of taking up the drums.
Irish accents are hot!
I think I might actually try that pan thing sometime, Elphie. Unfortunately, I'm hiding in my basement again. It's Cleaning Lady Day.
Just popping in and did some catching up.
Good luck with all your work nia!
I walked by my movie theatre earlier and there was a poster for Brokeback, meaning that it's there. I got really excited. I can't wait to see this movie.
I wish you could all come to my house for New Year's! I spend it with my family and another mother and son (but he can't come this year ) who come over and we play Balderdash. It's a really fun game and we always laugh a lot and then watch the ball drop. I've been doing this for as long as I can remember.
I'm sorry things are so sucky right now, em. I know what you mean about not knowing what to do without homework. It's so strange but it's this void that is created. *tries to think of fun, relaxing things you can do* knitting? It's fun and you can make pretty things! reading? I have a whole list of books to read that I never have time for because of all the homework and school reading. ooooh, you can finish Boy George's autobiography if you have it with you. *keeps thinking*
(what if you met the out of town bww people from talking to them online because other friends put you in touch with them because of similar interests)
Oh okay...no Atrias got there a little before I had to leave, so we really didn't get to talk much, I was saying I wish we did b/c if she was from SC she'd prob have an awesome accent.
Scottish accents...*le sigh*
Also love Australian ones.
I have a better frustration idea. Go break plates in the kitchen. Then say you're just really upset that when you're married your husband gets to be the one who breaks glass so you're taking the oppertunity to do it now. Actually, I fully intend to break glass at my wedding...yaay for not being religious at all and using my own rules.
I am a f*cking idiot. Someone kill me now.
Ooh things I do to relax and just be happy is play instruments(real ones, not pots lol). I'm pretty fortunate b/c I copied/borrowed lotsa music from my HS band teacher including Highlights from Wicked, Miss Saigon, Les Miz, Phantom and Candide plus I still have my full scores to West Side Story(though I seriously have the whole thing memorized and don't need it, might be a tad sad) and the Music Man. I mean I love playing anything, but esp. these highlight pieces, I love the songs and then I can make the beautiful songs on my clarinet(can't sing for ****), and it just makes me feel so happy. I mean...I Dreamed A Dream, On My Own, Do You Hear the Ppl Sing, Sun and Moon, I Still Believe, Last Night of the World, For Good, No One Mourns the Wicked, All I Ask of You, Think of Me, Angel of Music and Music of the Night(not all of them, just the ones that I think are prettiest)...I just feel so good when I'm playing them.
Speaking of drums, my mother says she thinks my brother might enjoy a bongo drum for his birthday. I think she lost her mind.
I wish that the distance gap weren't there at all, so we could all spend tomorrow together, in real life.
What's the matter, Elphie?
I am an idiot, quite simply. Someone should just shoot me and out me out of my misery. For months I thought the Barnard application was due Jan. 15, but I just discovered it's due the first. I've written most of the essays, but they suck, and I was really counting on just focusing on Tufts. I can't take this anymore. I've rewritten my stupid Tufts essays ten times, and I'm *SO CLOSE*, but I'm out of ideas. I don't have time for this. I am about two neural firings away from a breakdown. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
*backs slowly away from Elphie and offers cookies from a safe distance*
*snarls, leaps at Atrias, grabs cookies and stuff them down throat, choking self*
*hugs Elphie*
What IS the Tufts essay? I forget.
*revives*
UGH. I just CAN'T. F*CKING. TAKE. THIS. ANYMORE.
Nevermind, I liked being unconscious better. *dies again*
Such a happy time, for everyone, isn't it?
sorry your lives are sucking right now...
Be glad your mom only thinks your brother needs a bongo drum - my brother was in a band when I was younger and he had the full drum set - plus 4 other guys with instruments who decided of course it was just naturally easiest to practice at the drummers house. Oh, the memories.
Music makes me calmer and happier too ... my piano is held captive at my parents house cause there's no room for it here and I miss it!!!!!!!
Feel better ...
It's an "optional" essay, and I chose the "Who are you?" prompt.
Life is never easy. Why can't life be easy for ONE DAY??! Jesus Christ.
I f*cking hated "optional" essays.
I wonder what in hell I wrote.
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I feel like anything I say will just make this whole situation worse, but whenever I feel stressed/pissed/whatever, I always try to think of future times when I won't have to deal with those problems anymore. It works, I swear!
I'm writing it and I don't even know what in hell I wrote. Apparently, I just need "two or three strong sentences at the end" and then I'll be done, but I really have no idea what to say. And, it's not like I've been procrastinating, I've been working on these forever, I just haven't had time. WHY AM I TAKING FIVE AP CLASSES??
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