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I've been doing a lot of scene scheming in my head lately. I wrote for an hour and a half last night. Sometimes, I have a good idea of where I'm going. Sometimes, I just want an emotion to come across. Sometimes, I just want to explore secret room.
But it only comes in little bits. I think maybe that if I could possibly link all my little ideas together, especially my 'underground' idea that I keep tinkering with, that maybe I could finally have 80% of a novel written.
That won't happen. And even if I probably won't ever write a book, I will still keep writing. If I do write a book, it will be a sort of a memoir for myself.

Six total people have found their way into taking thrusday's challenge. As I walked around today, I tried to watch out where I was putting my feet. I'll be doing much more of that on thursday. The second I get careless, it'll be something gross. I'm going to bring a pair of shoes just in case, but I am challenging myself to keep them off until I get home. I'm making my time every second I am out of out property lines. I go around barefoot so much, it doesn't count really for me to do the thing at home. For your information, I'm barefoot now.

We're watching 'Gone With The Wind' in production, since we have nothing else to prepare for really, except night of one acts. That'll be easy, and not until the week before.

I think i'll sign off and continue writing.

I think I might go to prom with that guy :)

I think I might go to prom. Wow.

Dude, Where's My Flickr?

uhm. about this. well, i kind of that this habit of starting things and. do you see what i mean?

(add moment: look at this lil beauty!!)

anywho. check out my recent photographs. i think they are pretty dandy, n'est-ce pas?



School has been crazy lately. Keepin up for uil sake has been hard, and just when i forget about my future, it's the time when everyone else seems to remember. This is what I see many mornings.





I made a rainbow cake for my 18th birthday party. It went great! I recommend the idea to anyone. Really, you just bake a cake in a box like normal, but split the batter into as many parts as colors you want. Then add a bunch of food grade dye. The extra bit of watery stuff made my cake extra moist!





That is my very best friend :)

ohohohohohohoh AND ohmygoodness GRACIOUS! okay okay. The Boys Next Door has advanced! I'm super excited to be apart of this group and on Thursday we compete for a district advancing spot. those spots go on to area, then onto region, and finally state. at state, you win. well, you're supposed to. Anywho, there's that hope for state being propped up again. seguin is one of our peers at district, which is held at alamo heights. i honestly think steele will be there as well. from what i've seen, they will look amazing.

i need black shoes and a black vest. i have to buy a black vest because i want one, and i also said that if we went to district, i'd buy one. well. that's that. i hope i can brag about going area in a week's time. toodles.

<3 polexia.

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

ah, savor the last taste of calm air.

because tomorrow - and the rest of the week for that matter - will be crazy! and do you know why.......?



HELL WEEK!!!!!

(insert a cluttered calendar that takes up too much space here)

PHEWW
i'm getting tired just thinking about it. must be why they call it hell week :D
all the same, i am freaking excited........




.......but I'm still sad. I can't help it. I mean, I'm still thinking about him all the time. I still haven't done much of anything in English. (To be honest I thought I'd be out of that class by now) I haven't broken down since the 5th. I almost did though, on my way home from drivers ed, talking about the whole testing process. He would have gotten it last week. I would've been begging him for rides.
And it's really biting at me that he won't be there on Friday - not that he would've come anyway. But i would have had my phone on me illegally, and he'd probably text me trying to start up a convo because he's bored. And I keep thinking of prom (which i don't even care about, right?) and he's going to miss it.He went in 7th grade for that one dance and we taught like 6 people how to dance....
I have this big vacant spot that used to be filled with my best (male) friend in the whole world. So I think my subconscious is trying to fill that gap by finding another best friend. And I am consciously feeling awful about that.

I've completely stopped knitting. I realize now that it was only because of Marc. Does it make sense that this realization really pisses me off? This was one of the things that I wanted to talk to him about on that Monday (the 2nd). I knew i needed to talk to him but by my own social lines, I told myself to wait until I had him to myself on the bus. Now I don't have him at all! It's not fair.

It's just. not. FAIR!

okay. fine. i'll probably cry tomorrow. It's been building since last Wednesday.