Today's Thanksgiving.
(You're kidding, right?)
No, I'm not. It seriously, without-a-doubt is Thanksgiving.
Then, why in the big bad unforgiving world can't I find a wee bit of thankfulness inside my horrendously selfish self?
(Too many adjectives? Sorry...)
Because my parents are the first generation of immigrants, we don't really have a great big group of family here in the good ole States that can get together for a most fabulous reunion.
(Insert sad sad sad face.)
Every year, my parents suggest that Thanksgiving is going to be the most wonderful day.
And EVERY year, they end up sleeping the whole day, until about 7:00 PM.
"So what?", you ask.
Hmm...imagine yours truly waking up every Thanksgiving, ready for some incredible family fun, only to be told by my parents to wait.
And wait.
And wait.
Finally!
No, wait some more...
Being the ridiculously naive little girl that I've always been, I cling on to that slowly-dying flame of hope that my family will, for once, have that picture-perfect Thanksgiving. (you know, the one with the big turkey, ten pounds of mashed potatoes, and annoyingly loud family members to kick out at the end of the night.)
By the time my parents wake up, the flame has died, and I start the load of homework the merciless teachers have assigned for over Thanksgiving Break.
...I should have known.
How could I not have known?
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Self Vs Self.
My mind is out to get me.
(Aright, that sounded like I was talking about some sort of psychological disorder...)
No, I'm serious.
It refuses to just make a decision and stay with it. One moment it's this boy, and the next moment it's that boy. Sure, you could blame it on the recent occurrences in my life, but I'll be putting all the blame on my mind.
Stupid brain.
(That was slightly oxymoronic, ha.)
Anyways...
Story time!
About a week and a half ago, a friend and I were talking in Calc (yes, I still love Calc) when he suddenly said: "So, word on the street is that you and (we need a name, don't we?) Mr. Hot Stuff are a thing."
Well, as you might have guessed, I reacted with: "What? Where did you hear this?"
(Alright, just saying...There's a reason Mr. Hot Stuff is named that. His body makes my jaw drop and apparently he's got quite the package as well ;]...I almost called him Delivery Boy. For obvious reasons.)
This friend then goes on to tell me that it's the talk of his whole group of friends, which are also BFFs with Mr. Hot Stuff.
Because I didn't quite know how to react to this news (and it was definitely news to me), I begged him to get the word OFF the streets.
A few days later he comes back with an explanation for me: "Oh, and Mr. Hot Stuff thanks you're super hot and has this major thing for you."
?!?!?!?!?!
...yah, basically.
I don't remember what I did when I heard that, but it ended in something along the lines of: "Oh..."
Since then, after I did just about everything I could to dismiss the rumor that something was going on, I realized that I wouldn't mind at all if it actually developed into something. ARG.
It gets better, trust me:
Today I found out that all his friends had been telling him that he didn't have a chance with me, so he's moved on.
Oh damn.
Yup.
And if you're wondering about Mr. Nice Guy, he's out of the picture as well.
Why? Well a friend of mine (the same one that was convinced that him and I were on the brink of becoming a couple) declared her more-than-just-friends feelings she had for him.
THAT, again.
Again.
(Aright, that sounded like I was talking about some sort of psychological disorder...)
No, I'm serious.
It refuses to just make a decision and stay with it. One moment it's this boy, and the next moment it's that boy. Sure, you could blame it on the recent occurrences in my life, but I'll be putting all the blame on my mind.
Stupid brain.
(That was slightly oxymoronic, ha.)
Anyways...
Story time!
About a week and a half ago, a friend and I were talking in Calc (yes, I still love Calc) when he suddenly said: "So, word on the street is that you and (we need a name, don't we?) Mr. Hot Stuff are a thing."
Well, as you might have guessed, I reacted with: "What? Where did you hear this?"
(Alright, just saying...There's a reason Mr. Hot Stuff is named that. His body makes my jaw drop and apparently he's got quite the package as well ;]...I almost called him Delivery Boy. For obvious reasons.)
This friend then goes on to tell me that it's the talk of his whole group of friends, which are also BFFs with Mr. Hot Stuff.
Because I didn't quite know how to react to this news (and it was definitely news to me), I begged him to get the word OFF the streets.
A few days later he comes back with an explanation for me: "Oh, and Mr. Hot Stuff thanks you're super hot and has this major thing for you."
?!?!?!?!?!
...yah, basically.
I don't remember what I did when I heard that, but it ended in something along the lines of: "Oh..."
Since then, after I did just about everything I could to dismiss the rumor that something was going on, I realized that I wouldn't mind at all if it actually developed into something. ARG.
It gets better, trust me:
Today I found out that all his friends had been telling him that he didn't have a chance with me, so he's moved on.
Oh damn.
Yup.
And if you're wondering about Mr. Nice Guy, he's out of the picture as well.
Why? Well a friend of mine (the same one that was convinced that him and I were on the brink of becoming a couple) declared her more-than-just-friends feelings she had for him.
THAT, again.
Again.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Now That I Think About It...
Two days ago, the fall musical that the twenty-five of us have been working on for the past few months had come to an official finish.
Sure this musical started out rather suckily, and I almost gouged my eyes out during practice, but in the end (yes, I know this is corny) it was totally worth it.
The people were more than awesome and the actual performance turned out better than any of us had hoped it would.
Although I've done this "last performance" business several times now, I just can't seem to get use to this unfortunate closure to something this good. It always seems as though things start to end just as they start to look up.
Now, I'm left with pathetic attempts to hold on to the friendships that were just being made.
We used to see each other for at least three hours a day, whether we wanted to or not. Then, suddenly, three hours turned into fifteen minutes. Maximum.
Despite this sudden end, I still feel extremely fortunate to have had this experience.
(Oh shush, let me be sappy...I've earned it.)
Sure this musical started out rather suckily, and I almost gouged my eyes out during practice, but in the end (yes, I know this is corny) it was totally worth it.
The people were more than awesome and the actual performance turned out better than any of us had hoped it would.
Although I've done this "last performance" business several times now, I just can't seem to get use to this unfortunate closure to something this good. It always seems as though things start to end just as they start to look up.
Now, I'm left with pathetic attempts to hold on to the friendships that were just being made.
We used to see each other for at least three hours a day, whether we wanted to or not. Then, suddenly, three hours turned into fifteen minutes. Maximum.
Despite this sudden end, I still feel extremely fortunate to have had this experience.
(Oh shush, let me be sappy...I've earned it.)
Monday, November 10, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Oh Yes.
After two long months of vocal, dance, and blocking rehearsals...
THE FALL MUSICAL HAD ITS OPENING NIGHT!
All expectations were exceeded:
-It almost sold out the first night (extremely rare)
-Everyone said they were "impressed"
-People want to come again...with MORE people!
-The cast and crew got along fantabulistically
-We all cannot wait until tomorrow's show
I am so proud of all of us, and am sure this will only get better.
:D
THE FALL MUSICAL HAD ITS OPENING NIGHT!
All expectations were exceeded:
-It almost sold out the first night (extremely rare)
-Everyone said they were "impressed"
-People want to come again...with MORE people!
-The cast and crew got along fantabulistically
-We all cannot wait until tomorrow's show
I am so proud of all of us, and am sure this will only get better.
:D
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