Fill in the Blank Friday #4

oops! I've been doing so much crafting (mostly in my brain) that I've been out of touch with the calendar. okay, okay, truthfully, it's summer, and I don't care about the calendar, except when it goes by slow.

now, onward ye villian!




1. My dream vacation would be to travel the world, including my own country. There's so many places that I want to go experience for more than just a mere couple weeks, that I'll have to write down places on slips of paper and draw them out of a mason jar. note to self - that's a really good idea.

close to my idea, but you simply must click and read
the story behind this little jar. so sweet.

2. The best trip I've ever taken was STORY TIME: I took this crazy unorthodox trip when I was about seven. actually, more like ten or eleven. whatever... My dad and I needed to drive this car up to my sister in Boston. From Texas. My dad's friend is a semi big dude in this business and he was assigned to travel to all these random cities and do meetings. Boring details, etc, etc, long hours o driving and I end up several days late in St. Louis. I strongly remember my dad and his friend and I walking down to the arch. We've eaten, and we're walking back. It's dusk, that really good time that I'm creative and hyper and great. I'm running around ahead of my dad and his friend, around this courtyard thing with big squares of grass and sidewalk and no one notices me and I don't care and I can't see it but I know, behind me, that big huge silver arc is standing, guarding the west.

the arch

3. The most important items to take on a road trip are cameras (one disposable film, one digital), a notebook to scribble things down that you liked, and a road map. AAA doesn't make it worse, either ;)

4. The next trip I'm looking forward to is whatever is happening after I graduate college. I would love to take a month out and drive around on my own before college. Okay, that's not happening. I would like to do the tourist thing in my own town, though. Now that I have more traveling freedom, it's easier to see all the things that are fun in our town. You just have to look. Also, I'm supposed to go to Ireland next summer.

i find it curious that this the first interestingness picture
that pops up after searching flickr with "tourist" and that
it is in loas which i have felt connected to ever since
that silly country report project freshman year

5. If I had to pick one CD to listen to for a long road trip it would be my Old People playlist or From Under The Cork Tree. "old people" is a bunch of loud, fun songs that are great to blast when you want old people AWAY from you. From Under The Cork Tree is still the greatest album I've ever spent money on. It's perfect and I could listen to it over and over.

"old people" in brussels, i supose

6. The biggest disaster I've ever encountered while traveling was on my sophomore NOLA trip. This is more of a 'bad' memory than anything..... It was the last day in New Orleans, and the end of trip surprise thingy was a boat. Yes. We had dinner and a stupid dance party on a boat. Big whoop. you couldn't even tell you were on the boat, and it was too cold to stand outside and act all boaty and what not.
Anywho, I was stressed because my mom guilted me into buying these pants and they were cute but they weren't working for me that day. My hair was really kinky. The humidity was high (even for south texas) and my hair was frizzy and kinky and wasn't drying, either! So I just pulled my hair back into a pony tail, which looked bad, because all the other girls were dressed up. It was just terrible, and I felt terrible and I didn't want to go to a stupid dance party. It did suck, and my first friend at that school, and my last, talked to me the entire time. About fun things, like rock music :D my 'boyfriend' just danced to bad music and dragged me to the dance floor. I walked away, needless to say.

leaked photo of my hair that day.

7. My favorite traveling memory is ...curiously enough, I'm thinking about that day, and that day was good until that little part. Chris was super nice and I had a lot of fun talking to him. I suppose I actually kind of miss him, because he was my friend and the only one who stayed solid with me the whole year. Oh! and then this kid came over and did i-n-s-a-n-e magic tricks. Like, make you gasp in awe tricks. Cool.

Hm. I haven't thought about the good parts of that trip in a long time. However, when I went to super conference with UIL, I did see several isa kids walking back from the theatre conference: bella, randy, izzie, and I think zane too? randy was jumping ahead, no wonder I noticed him :o such a funny, sweet guy.

okay, i think i'm done rambling today. I need more posts, or they're all going to be long like this during the summer....

truly yours, p.

I've got a story to tell today.

It's about a boy. [groan] Oh shut up, the lot of you! .... This boy has let himself go - his hair has grown out! It's almost long. Just a smidge more and it will be very flattering. I have an inkling his silly mum will be cutting it, but I wish I could tell her not to. So many boys just look so much nicer with longer hair. One just has to experiment to find the right length.

Anywho. So I noticed it today. and it wasn't like "WOW your hair is really long!" it was more of a "hey, i didn't know you had curly hair." [yea, well, it's getting longer] "oh. it looks cute though." but, BUT, it was like a weird thing for me. I couldn't stop looking at him. He doesn't realize that he's pretty photogenic, and if he just stood up a little straighter and maybe got in some pretty sunshine, that he would be so cute! And I just couldn't get his little curly curls out of my mind, all the WHOLE bus ride. well, it was more like half of it, but still.

Now, said boy has never really been any interest of mine, and it got me thinking.
About things. Things which made me a little sad. As usual.
Things like, why didn't anyone ask me to prom? I mean, I don't really care about the thing, but if you want to go to prom with me, then can't we go somewhere else too? Or can I suffer a night of prom and then we go somewhere else another day? Is that so hard?

I don't mean to be desperate, but I feel like everyone's so used to these girls getting boys or being involved with boys or just generally being That Type Of Girl. I don't mean ditzy or slut, but one that can flirt and be girly and cute and maybe even a little sexy. And I can be That Girl. Which would be appreciated. But it's not, adding to all the other things that are MINE first, and everyone else is more recognized for it. This is getting into a whole other story.

I would like someone to step up and say, "hey, I don't want any silly relationship rules and social guidelines. I just want to be friends. Can we go get some ice cream and wander around being stupid and taking pictures and holding hands because it's cute and well, I like looking cute, darn tootin'."


PS: BWAHAHAHA I couldn't resist putting a wittle baby turtle for the 'cute' reference. There were lots of other animals, but I want permitted photos. And, it directly relates to the described cuteness. AND AND the reading cop relates to the 'story' bit, and the Mulan screencap, well... it's MULAN, of course it relates. Beside, that cpatin has the hottest voice. Oh, yea, what a man :P

Fill in the Blank Friday #2

original post here.
the pictures are linked back.

1. The very best thing about the summer is used to be randomly meeting up with elliot and cole and ridding bikes up and down the hill because my over-protective parents wouldn't let me ride past the hill. so they and elliots and coles brothers would try to get me to ride, and then they'd all leave, and elliot and cole would kinda ask too, but i'd say no, and then i'd leave to go back to my over-protective parents. it's still hard and i have to correct myself now and use past tense. it's not fair that i have to use past tense for this. it's silly how much I miss this.

2. My first crush ever was this kid named Nick. All the girls loved him. He actually "went out" this girl that i am kind of good friends with. that was back in ... eh... 2nd grade? he moved away in 4th grade and I stopped liking him soon after. but she's so nice and i'm kind of usually nice, and we have random classes together and we say hi and here we are, end of junior year, laughing about theatre and crazy Gatsby.

3. This may sound really silly but I've always had a thing for guys that remind me of the captain in Mulan that she ends up in love (of course) with, and I think I'll Make a Man Out of You is a quite sexy song. well, at least the chorus. and where the captain sings. actually, only when the captain sings. and talks. yes.

4. I squeeze my toothpaste from the top. when i pick it up, my thumb is at the top, and when i squeeze it, that's where the leverage ends up at and so that's the biggest dent. when it stops working so much I smoosh all the toothpaste from the end to the front using the end of the counter.

5. My absolute favorite "comfort food" is buttery, salty, cheezy, Idaho potatoes... and cookies, especially chocolate chip. But not together (:

6. A random fact about me is that I do judge and, even if you're a great person, if you are in my sight in the wrong place at the wrong time, I can pretty much hate you. and then everything then on is used against you so that I sound more legit. even though you probably are annoying. and use stupid accents. and get moody when someone critiques you. and even though people are constantly doing the 'shooting-myself-in-the-head' sign thing whenever your speak, and even a teacher has done it, even though you can't listen to me as we do a duet scene, that's okay. i'm sure you're a really great person. i just can't see it. ...... .... Okay, yes i'm ranting on about someone particular. and i do all these things, and i know i shouldn't. but i do.

7. The one piece of technology that truly makes my life better and I couldn't live without is the digital camera. I love all kinds of photography but I love that I can decide if I really want to spend money on developing a picture, or if it should just go away. Huzzah for conservation!(?) I do wish my current digital camera had a viewfinder. sometimes just can't beat that little glass window for a new point of view. what can i say, i like the nostalgia :)

j'aime becky!

.....There's a little story of explanation that comes first: The summer after eighth grade, me and my friends were obsessed with The Academy Is... , and Zoe Leslie and I were specifically obsessed with William Beckett. Zoe and I saw him at HCT and were about 30 feet from him. He waived at us :D the picture at right is really similar to what he looked like at our show. *scroll down for a pic of him* Wearing a leather jacket, in July, in Texas. Crazy kid. Anyway, we made up this stupid scenario one day that when we met him we'd act like we'd known him forever, and say "Hey there, Becky!" and then he'd slap us, and say "Bitchez, whatchoo say??"...... That never really happened. But Leslie and I, Freshman year, dubbed this sophomore guy 'Becky' because he looked similar to William Beckett. Shortly after that, Mr. Beckett cut his hair. We, being ridiculous as we are, proceeded to call him Becky. We childishly got excited about standing by him in line and said hello to him randomly and giggled uncontrollably. Fast forward through MY sophomore year, because I didn't seen TAI or the guy at my school....

Now, this year I decided I was going to be friends with Becky. That back-fired when I was forced to interact with him at theatre in October, because at that point, I was only saying him to him in the hallway occasionally. And then he was in Arsenic too! Well, the other day, my friend Tara asked him if he liked me. And his reply was "Is it that obvious?" and then yesterday my friend Storm told him "I know something about you. It's cute and it's about a girl." According to her, he got all red and ran off. So I'm pretty sure he likes me and he doesn't know that I know. But yesterday he gave me candy - sour punch straws!!! my favorite, and in my favorite flavor too :D And he gives such good hugs. AND he sat by me at lunch today :D all us theatre geeks were kicked out of mrs cox's room, so now we're forced to actually eat in the cafeteria.... it was nice. hes really funny. and he doesn'y mind talkig about gross stuff. which is nice. marc was such an ass. a stick in the mud. a hufflepuff. speaking of which, Tara and I agree that uhm "Becky" is a Gryffindor.

I don't even know. He's such a cutie patootie aka STUDMUFFIN