Saturday, March 8, 2008
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Next on: THE RANTS OF AN ARGENTINE-BASED TEEN! ....
*Pon and Zi comic copyright Azuzephre*
Yes. Because I'm too lazy to make a real blog, I am actually using one to advertise an upcoming one.
Which is really pathetic if you think about it.
So. Yes. Next blog will be around the 24th, I suppose. "Why?" you ask.
Because that's when I'll have something juicy to talk about.
"Reeeeeeeeally?" you ask.
And my answer is YES REALLY.
"What is it about, then?" you ask, becoming quite annoyed I haven't gotten to the point yet.
Alright, I give in. The reason I'm saving up my writing for a nice long blog is because it's the...
Second Anniversary of Lisette's and Dylan's Relationship!!!!
*cough*butwewereonlyfriendsthen...really*cough*
Mmmhmm. So. Be ready for the gooey sickening puppy love that should only be experienced on Valentine's Day. 'Cuz that's what's coming, baby.
And if you have a REALLY strong stomach, you'd watch the Valentine's day video I made for him: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Osm0b_1dvao
So, yeah.
That's that.
See you in two weeks. ^.^
<3
Sunday, September 30, 2007
The Gods Love You and Me
I find myself searching. Normal teenage behavior, of course, but every once in a while I'll find myself focused on one topic; the metaphysical. I go on YouTube and look up the Pagan Pride videos, dances, and interviews of people of different faiths. I go on eBay and browse through their "metaphysical shops", looking up things like statues of gods and goddesses, scrying bowls, runes, so-called "quick spells, amulets and I lazily wish to buy some of these things (however, I don't have an account, unfortunately).
Although the Internet is a big part of this searching, it isn't the only area of my life that I find these topics. I try to snatch up discussions of religions at school, hoping to pick up a hint. A hint of what, I'm not sure. I listen to music that pulls me into other worlds, and I go on Limewire to find the more obscure artists.
I meditate and pray and do ritual on the full moon. I find a growing sense of power as the seasons turn to spring down here in the southern hemisphere. The baby birds, the blooming of flowers, the blazing, cloudless skies make me feel so alive. The spring of honeysuckle I took from my backyard is on my altar in my room; my physical symbol (and reminder) of this spring and our new beginnings. Its scent is everywhere here; it pulls out memories of Italy and my younger childhood. My God, it smells so good!
Still, I feel as if my spiritual path is missing something. Community. I've been craving it for a long, long time now, ever since I moved to Argentina and away from my old church. But now I have a new faith, one that has made me grow in leaps and bounds. Even if I ever went back to my old church in Florida, that sense of community I once had wouldn't be the same. The goals I had once worked toward with other Christian members of my church wouldn't have the same meaning.
I find myself on community websites in the States. Not Christian churches, but United Unitarian churches and pagan covens. Pagans are largely an eclectic community; they believe that an individual's spiritual path is personal, and shouldn't be influenced heavily by another system of beliefs. Many times, the only way a community of pagans "get together" is on certain celebrations, like Spring Equinox, or Yule, or Beltane. Even then, some pagans do not celebrate these holidays. So whether or not I find a pagan community in the DC area, who knows how I'd be able to find when they get together at regular intervals!
Being in Argentina, an English-speaking Pagan group is basically impossible to find. I've accepted that. I suppose I'll have to wait for the next Pagan Pride Day near Virginia. ^.^
But I do crave that idea of being with a group of people who believe the way I do (in a roundabout way, at least XD ) and being able to dance and sing our hearts content as we revere Mother Earth and that strange and beautiful energy that connects us.
'Cuz, you know, I'm just that kind of crazy tree-huggin' hippie like that.
Heck, I'd even settle for some Medieval/Faerie festival or something. For some reason, pagans love that kind of stuff. XD
Brightest blessings, merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again, and all that.
Lisette
Although the Internet is a big part of this searching, it isn't the only area of my life that I find these topics. I try to snatch up discussions of religions at school, hoping to pick up a hint. A hint of what, I'm not sure. I listen to music that pulls me into other worlds, and I go on Limewire to find the more obscure artists.
I meditate and pray and do ritual on the full moon. I find a growing sense of power as the seasons turn to spring down here in the southern hemisphere. The baby birds, the blooming of flowers, the blazing, cloudless skies make me feel so alive. The spring of honeysuckle I took from my backyard is on my altar in my room; my physical symbol (and reminder) of this spring and our new beginnings. Its scent is everywhere here; it pulls out memories of Italy and my younger childhood. My God, it smells so good!
Still, I feel as if my spiritual path is missing something. Community. I've been craving it for a long, long time now, ever since I moved to Argentina and away from my old church. But now I have a new faith, one that has made me grow in leaps and bounds. Even if I ever went back to my old church in Florida, that sense of community I once had wouldn't be the same. The goals I had once worked toward with other Christian members of my church wouldn't have the same meaning.
I find myself on community websites in the States. Not Christian churches, but United Unitarian churches and pagan covens. Pagans are largely an eclectic community; they believe that an individual's spiritual path is personal, and shouldn't be influenced heavily by another system of beliefs. Many times, the only way a community of pagans "get together" is on certain celebrations, like Spring Equinox, or Yule, or Beltane. Even then, some pagans do not celebrate these holidays. So whether or not I find a pagan community in the DC area, who knows how I'd be able to find when they get together at regular intervals!
Being in Argentina, an English-speaking Pagan group is basically impossible to find. I've accepted that. I suppose I'll have to wait for the next Pagan Pride Day near Virginia. ^.^
But I do crave that idea of being with a group of people who believe the way I do (in a roundabout way, at least XD ) and being able to dance and sing our hearts content as we revere Mother Earth and that strange and beautiful energy that connects us.
'Cuz, you know, I'm just that kind of crazy tree-huggin' hippie like that.
Heck, I'd even settle for some Medieval/Faerie festival or something. For some reason, pagans love that kind of stuff. XD
Brightest blessings, merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again, and all that.
Lisette
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Enchantment Passing Through
Good day, all. Allow me to update from my long gap of absence.
Well, I've started school again. Late, due to my family having to fly up to Canada for my uncle's funeral the week school started.
If it couldn't be any worse, I had to scrabble to make up all that darn homework. Speaking of....I still need to get that one quiz made up. Damn.
Well, the good thing about school starting is the new creative pressure put uopn me. I am working toward finishing my Mirrormask fanfic, for one thing. Not that anyone here has seen it except Dylan and Beffy. But that's only cuz I made them watch it. Chorus and drama, though, is a refreshing plunge for my muse. English and history, too, has been working on my writing. Interestingly, I've had a lot of oppurtunities to express my opinion on religion (which is something I haven't really expressed in a class setting). In English we are reading "The Crucible", which is about the Salem Witch Trials, and in US History on Thursday, my teacher got us to do a "sermon" on what America needs to "wake up" to. It really is interesting to talk to people and hearing their views on life, history, literature, etc. It's a pasttime I thoroughly enjoy.
Choir and drama are doing well, even though my voice is still kinda kjdfhgkljdb because of this flu plague sweeping the school. No one's died, thankfully. Yet.
But here we've arrived to the point of this blog. Our drama and choir classes finally found out what our musical is gonna be: Elton John and Tom Rice's "Aida".
Now, there's a few things you should know about my school's musicals. Because my school is private, we have a goodly amount of money for programs such as school trips, fundraisers, prom, and school plays. We have our own theatre, and so for our musicals we have professional lighting, costumes, make-up artists, and even our own orchestra. My school also hires a professional cameraman to record it and make copies to sell.
So, for someone who is insanely obsessed with theatre and has only been in two musicals (one in elementary, the other high school), this is, like, a dream come true for me; an amazing experiance.
I am not an outstanding singer. I can hit a note, and am an exceptional sight-reader, but I don't have the kind of voice that would make a crowd swoon; although part of me desperately wishes I did XD.
Maybe I'm shooting too high to get this kind of part in a musical. There are plenty more girls who are amazing singers and can act to boot. But I really want, and am aiming to scrabble for, the part of Aida. I have only three things going for me; there are no black actresses in my school (okay, that's not really one :D), Aida's voice is right where mine is, and, of course, I'm a pretty good actress.
A lot of people I know are excited for this, but as far as I have noticed, not a lot of girls seem as enthusiastic and anxious to try this out as I am. Hell, I've got almost the entire flippin soundtrack on my iPod. Yes, I'll admit I've sung--loudly--with it in my attic.
Part of me thinks that I have a good chance. The other parts are critical, seeing as I don't have a lot of experiance with musicals.
But you know what? I've talked to my mom, and she suggested that maybe I could get a voice coach to help me strengthen my voice. So my choir teacher is looking around for someone who can teach me good technique. Aida's character, too, is passionate and independant; a part easy for me to slide into. I just need to work on the mindset. Maybe these things will push me further to my goal.
I hate to ever sound full of myself, but there it is. I want this part. Really, really badly. Maybe some people won't believe this, but I've never wanted a part more in my life. That's why I'm going to try my utmost to make it.
I'm sure there are other girls who will want it, but maybe my stubborn drive will allow me to be Aida. All I can do is hope, work my ass off, and make sure I don't shirk from my other responsibilities.
A talent/confidence-boosting spell or two wouldn't hurt, either. ;)
Well, I've started school again. Late, due to my family having to fly up to Canada for my uncle's funeral the week school started.
If it couldn't be any worse, I had to scrabble to make up all that darn homework. Speaking of....I still need to get that one quiz made up. Damn.
Well, the good thing about school starting is the new creative pressure put uopn me. I am working toward finishing my Mirrormask fanfic, for one thing. Not that anyone here has seen it except Dylan and Beffy. But that's only cuz I made them watch it. Chorus and drama, though, is a refreshing plunge for my muse. English and history, too, has been working on my writing. Interestingly, I've had a lot of oppurtunities to express my opinion on religion (which is something I haven't really expressed in a class setting). In English we are reading "The Crucible", which is about the Salem Witch Trials, and in US History on Thursday, my teacher got us to do a "sermon" on what America needs to "wake up" to. It really is interesting to talk to people and hearing their views on life, history, literature, etc. It's a pasttime I thoroughly enjoy.
Choir and drama are doing well, even though my voice is still kinda kjdfhgkljdb because of this flu plague sweeping the school. No one's died, thankfully. Yet.
But here we've arrived to the point of this blog. Our drama and choir classes finally found out what our musical is gonna be: Elton John and Tom Rice's "Aida".
Now, there's a few things you should know about my school's musicals. Because my school is private, we have a goodly amount of money for programs such as school trips, fundraisers, prom, and school plays. We have our own theatre, and so for our musicals we have professional lighting, costumes, make-up artists, and even our own orchestra. My school also hires a professional cameraman to record it and make copies to sell.
So, for someone who is insanely obsessed with theatre and has only been in two musicals (one in elementary, the other high school), this is, like, a dream come true for me; an amazing experiance.
I am not an outstanding singer. I can hit a note, and am an exceptional sight-reader, but I don't have the kind of voice that would make a crowd swoon; although part of me desperately wishes I did XD.
Maybe I'm shooting too high to get this kind of part in a musical. There are plenty more girls who are amazing singers and can act to boot. But I really want, and am aiming to scrabble for, the part of Aida. I have only three things going for me; there are no black actresses in my school (okay, that's not really one :D), Aida's voice is right where mine is, and, of course, I'm a pretty good actress.
A lot of people I know are excited for this, but as far as I have noticed, not a lot of girls seem as enthusiastic and anxious to try this out as I am. Hell, I've got almost the entire flippin soundtrack on my iPod. Yes, I'll admit I've sung--loudly--with it in my attic.
Part of me thinks that I have a good chance. The other parts are critical, seeing as I don't have a lot of experiance with musicals.
But you know what? I've talked to my mom, and she suggested that maybe I could get a voice coach to help me strengthen my voice. So my choir teacher is looking around for someone who can teach me good technique. Aida's character, too, is passionate and independant; a part easy for me to slide into. I just need to work on the mindset. Maybe these things will push me further to my goal.
I hate to ever sound full of myself, but there it is. I want this part. Really, really badly. Maybe some people won't believe this, but I've never wanted a part more in my life. That's why I'm going to try my utmost to make it.
I'm sure there are other girls who will want it, but maybe my stubborn drive will allow me to be Aida. All I can do is hope, work my ass off, and make sure I don't shirk from my other responsibilities.
A talent/confidence-boosting spell or two wouldn't hurt, either. ;)
Monday, June 11, 2007
It's Just Life
Well, school's drawing to a close and I'm wondering where all that time went. I'm finishing up exams that I had so desperately worried over, saying good-byes to friends who are leaving, going to prom It seems that these past six months have zipped by my eyes like so many migrating birds. Heck, these past three years seemed to have gone like SNAP! that.
Is that old age, or is it just life? I AM only 16, but who knows? Maybe I should start examining my hair follicles for some early icing...Haha.
But, yes. My two closest buds are moving. :( One of them is already on the plane back to the States tonight. I was on a rampage hunting for her at school, but thankfully, at the last minute, I found her and gave her a HUUUUUGE hug and kiss and reminder to keep a healthy dose of insanity in her life. Bethany, my other friend, is also moving within the next week or so. Luckily, both of these friends are moving to DC, so I'll be able to see them next year. ^.^ I'm still gonna miss them, though.
Wow. School's ending. I'm gonna be a junior next year. And sooner or later, a senior. And then it's off to college. Holy Cracker Jacks, I still need to get those letters of recommendation from my teachers that are leaving this year!!!! Better get right on that tomorrow. Heh.
Well, at least I still have the summer to look forward to. And Crime and Punishment to read for Advanced English. Well, as they say, the crime is to assign it, the punishment is to read it. Seriously though, it sounds very interesting. I love psychological novels. Yes, even the long ones.
Speaking of the summer, I'm hoping to get a lot of writing done. Maybe even a script for a little short film I've been thinking up. I really want to work on my acting, too. As I watch myself onscreen at the showing of Midsummer Night's Dream that the director's mom filmed, I noticed that there's quite a bit of finesse in my acting that I need to work on. I've been watching a lot of other movies, too, studying actors and actresses. Movie acting, of course, is a LOT more different than stage acting. More facial expressions than large body movements. As I watch myself act, I wonder what kind of actress I'd be better at. Yes, I'm quite energetic onstage, much more energy than can be controlled in a small area in front of a camera, but when I watch my face onstage, I realize that my facial expressions would be better suited in front of a movie camera; they are just not as exaggerated as I thought they were.
I really would like to act in a movie though, even in a self-made one (which would be very difficult considering the only video recorder I have is my little photo camera). Even just for experience purposes. I really don't like to get my head all blown up with pride at my acting skillz, no matter what other people say, because I know I'm not very experienced. I've only really 'acted' in four plays; with dialogue, and counting one I did in elementary school.
Well, enough of my acting babbles. More on this summer. I really, really want to do a lot of sightseeing in the city. Go to the Opera Colon, for one. Ooooh!!! And watching tango dancers in the streets. Wouldn't that be spiffy? I also want to go back to this hippy fair we went to in January. Yeah, so some of the stuff is not exactly designer; but it's definitely unique, and I'm a sucker for it! Granted, I know there will be plenty of haggling, just to be fair. I'm not that much of a sucker.
We're also going skiing!!! I've never gone skiing, and the only times I've been ice-skating was in Florida. Imagine. Blasphemy.
I blame my Canadian parent. <3 <----Heart
Well, that's all I've got to say for now.
Chao, dahlings.
Is that old age, or is it just life? I AM only 16, but who knows? Maybe I should start examining my hair follicles for some early icing...Haha.
But, yes. My two closest buds are moving. :( One of them is already on the plane back to the States tonight. I was on a rampage hunting for her at school, but thankfully, at the last minute, I found her and gave her a HUUUUUGE hug and kiss and reminder to keep a healthy dose of insanity in her life. Bethany, my other friend, is also moving within the next week or so. Luckily, both of these friends are moving to DC, so I'll be able to see them next year. ^.^ I'm still gonna miss them, though.
Wow. School's ending. I'm gonna be a junior next year. And sooner or later, a senior. And then it's off to college. Holy Cracker Jacks, I still need to get those letters of recommendation from my teachers that are leaving this year!!!! Better get right on that tomorrow. Heh.
Well, at least I still have the summer to look forward to. And Crime and Punishment to read for Advanced English. Well, as they say, the crime is to assign it, the punishment is to read it. Seriously though, it sounds very interesting. I love psychological novels. Yes, even the long ones.
Speaking of the summer, I'm hoping to get a lot of writing done. Maybe even a script for a little short film I've been thinking up. I really want to work on my acting, too. As I watch myself onscreen at the showing of Midsummer Night's Dream that the director's mom filmed, I noticed that there's quite a bit of finesse in my acting that I need to work on. I've been watching a lot of other movies, too, studying actors and actresses. Movie acting, of course, is a LOT more different than stage acting. More facial expressions than large body movements. As I watch myself act, I wonder what kind of actress I'd be better at. Yes, I'm quite energetic onstage, much more energy than can be controlled in a small area in front of a camera, but when I watch my face onstage, I realize that my facial expressions would be better suited in front of a movie camera; they are just not as exaggerated as I thought they were.
I really would like to act in a movie though, even in a self-made one (which would be very difficult considering the only video recorder I have is my little photo camera). Even just for experience purposes. I really don't like to get my head all blown up with pride at my acting skillz, no matter what other people say, because I know I'm not very experienced. I've only really 'acted' in four plays; with dialogue, and counting one I did in elementary school.
Well, enough of my acting babbles. More on this summer. I really, really want to do a lot of sightseeing in the city. Go to the Opera Colon, for one. Ooooh!!! And watching tango dancers in the streets. Wouldn't that be spiffy? I also want to go back to this hippy fair we went to in January. Yeah, so some of the stuff is not exactly designer; but it's definitely unique, and I'm a sucker for it! Granted, I know there will be plenty of haggling, just to be fair. I'm not that much of a sucker.
We're also going skiing!!! I've never gone skiing, and the only times I've been ice-skating was in Florida. Imagine. Blasphemy.
I blame my Canadian parent. <3 <----Heart
Well, that's all I've got to say for now.
Chao, dahlings.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
The Course of Love Never Did Run Smooth
Ummm...hi everyone. Well, perhaps I should have updated sooner. I guess an 'oops, sorry won't do it again' won't cover it? I supposed so. ;)
Anyway, I have been insanely busy. Tonight, first of all, was the first performance of our student-run play of Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream. I can't believe we were able to pull it off, but we did. We had barely any adult help bringing it all together; rehearsals, sets, memorization, polishing. We even had last-minute members to fill in for people who dropped out. It was really, really wonderful. Tomorrow is our second and last performance, and afterward the whole cast is going to a restaurant, and then to our director's (Emilee's) house to celebrate.
But yeah. I'm exhausted. School's out in a few weeks. Has the year gone by so fast? Well, at least Pirates 3 is coming out. *fangirl squeal* I'm totally going, like, opening night. Day. Whatever. I'm so excited! *squeezes Captain Jack Sparrow plushie*
OMG!
Last. Harry. Potter. Book.
Two. Months. I could totally, like, cry. I grew up with those books. ;-;
I'll just have to get cast in the 6th or 7th movie, and then I'll be satisfied for life.
I've also been writing like mad; inspired by an enchanting little movie called 'MirrorMask'. I'm writing what could be called my version of the 'sequel' of MirrorMask, and posting it on FanFiction.net. I am surprised on how well my writing is improving, and what I am able to do with it. Like I said, I feel completely inspired, but not only that, I am enthralled with being able to grasp and translate the atmosphere of the movie. I've also discovered an extremely useful technique for writing; asking questions. I have a Microsoft Word document filled with questions I need to answer for my story; questions about the plot, the characters, feelings needing to be portrayed...anything and everything. I'm growing as a writer, and it tastes like bubblegum.
Speaking of writing, I truly want to hug my English teacher. She is getting us to write basically anything pertaining to 'local color', 'exposition', and even in the perspective of Holden in Catcher in the Rye, which we are reading in class. Oh, yes. And we're watching Dead Poet's Society all day tomorrow.
I feel giddy.
Anyway, I have been insanely busy. Tonight, first of all, was the first performance of our student-run play of Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream. I can't believe we were able to pull it off, but we did. We had barely any adult help bringing it all together; rehearsals, sets, memorization, polishing. We even had last-minute members to fill in for people who dropped out. It was really, really wonderful. Tomorrow is our second and last performance, and afterward the whole cast is going to a restaurant, and then to our director's (Emilee's) house to celebrate.
But yeah. I'm exhausted. School's out in a few weeks. Has the year gone by so fast? Well, at least Pirates 3 is coming out. *fangirl squeal* I'm totally going, like, opening night. Day. Whatever. I'm so excited! *squeezes Captain Jack Sparrow plushie*
OMG!
Last. Harry. Potter. Book.
Two. Months. I could totally, like, cry. I grew up with those books. ;-;
I'll just have to get cast in the 6th or 7th movie, and then I'll be satisfied for life.
I've also been writing like mad; inspired by an enchanting little movie called 'MirrorMask'. I'm writing what could be called my version of the 'sequel' of MirrorMask, and posting it on FanFiction.net. I am surprised on how well my writing is improving, and what I am able to do with it. Like I said, I feel completely inspired, but not only that, I am enthralled with being able to grasp and translate the atmosphere of the movie. I've also discovered an extremely useful technique for writing; asking questions. I have a Microsoft Word document filled with questions I need to answer for my story; questions about the plot, the characters, feelings needing to be portrayed...anything and everything. I'm growing as a writer, and it tastes like bubblegum.
Speaking of writing, I truly want to hug my English teacher. She is getting us to write basically anything pertaining to 'local color', 'exposition', and even in the perspective of Holden in Catcher in the Rye, which we are reading in class. Oh, yes. And we're watching Dead Poet's Society all day tomorrow.
I feel giddy.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Where The Wild Things Are
Canker sores. Seriously, they are, like, volcanoes of pain and annoying discomfort. And that mouth-gel stuff only lasts for, what? half an hour at most. Grrr.
Well, I've checked two more things off of my Reasons to Be Stressed list; the Drama and Choir performances. Not to say they were both stressful in themselves. My partner and I in our little duet act skipped about a page and a half of dialogue (well, actually, I missed my lines to start off the scene). Thankfully, we went with it well enough so that no one except for us, and the kids working backstage, noticed.
And of course, there is the choir concert last night. Along with aching feet, shaking legs, and stumbling over my Non Nobis Domine intro, I also cried during a song. Yes, my friends, it was that dreaded "Prayer of the Children" I posted earlier. I pulled myself together as soon as it was over, but who wouldn't still be a tad mortified after sobbing in front of an audience of 100? After the concert, I forced myself to laugh in my humiliation, and not dwell on it, because if I did, all those good-willed people trying to comfort my would just make me cry again. Or make me feel like there's an ulcer eating away my stomach.
I blame my mother and her emotional genes. ;)
Although I have that much out of the way, I still have Midsummer Night's Dream coming up on the 17th and 18th of May. Not to mention...
*cue Freddy Kruger overture*
EXAMS.
*gulp*
But, I just need to take it one thing at a time...one thing at a time.
Speaking of May, it's cold down here. We finally got our heating system put up, by my ickle footsies are still freezing. It think the only reason I'm not, like, "WHY THE BEJOOBERS IS IT COLD IN MAY????" is because I'm learning to think of season cycles instead of month cycles. It makes a lot more sense. It's a lot easier to think that Halloween (or Samhain) is coming up than May Day (or Beltaine) with all its maypoles and warm weather and fertility.
Oh, just to clear it out of the way, I consider myself a sort of eclectic Pagan. Because "Pagan" is a HUGE umbrella term, it's easier to explain that, in short, I believe in the divinity of nature, in a God and Goddess, and the sanctity of earthly life. Samhain (pronounced Sow-in. It's Gaelic :D) and Beltaine are "Sabbats", or holidays that some Pagans observe. I'll probably illustrate more on some of the details in other blogs. Of course, however, I'm only 16. I've got a heck of a lot more to learn in life. This is just something that speaks to me as a personal truth.
Speaking of nature, when I was talking to Dylan on the phone a while ago, I suddenly heard this loud tapping sound from my window. I had my back to it, so I thought that someone was throwing rocks or something. When I turned, I saw this figure moving at the bottom of the windowsill. For a second I thought it was some person who climbed to my second-story window. But I looked closer, and it was a bird! It was pecking at the glass for some crazy reason. It stopped and stared at me for a second and ducked down. Then it came back up and started pecking the window again. I wanted, for some reason (probably the animal lover in me), to open the window and let it in. But then it flew off. It was pretty cool. A wild bird not six feet away from me. Granted, there was a window between us; but it's still somewhat exhilarating watching a wild thing up close.
Oh!!! One last thing. You know the poem I submitted to the sonnet contest? I won 2nd place!!!! And now a huge, banner-sized copy of it, along with copies of the other winning sonnets, are hanging in the lobby of the school. I, like, totally felt like a celebrity omg.
Well, I must be off. Homework and all that dribble. Might go sacrifice a cow to the Death Goddess or something. :D
Peace, love, and blessed be all of ye.
Lisette
Well, I've checked two more things off of my Reasons to Be Stressed list; the Drama and Choir performances. Not to say they were both stressful in themselves. My partner and I in our little duet act skipped about a page and a half of dialogue (well, actually, I missed my lines to start off the scene). Thankfully, we went with it well enough so that no one except for us, and the kids working backstage, noticed.
And of course, there is the choir concert last night. Along with aching feet, shaking legs, and stumbling over my Non Nobis Domine intro, I also cried during a song. Yes, my friends, it was that dreaded "Prayer of the Children" I posted earlier. I pulled myself together as soon as it was over, but who wouldn't still be a tad mortified after sobbing in front of an audience of 100? After the concert, I forced myself to laugh in my humiliation, and not dwell on it, because if I did, all those good-willed people trying to comfort my would just make me cry again. Or make me feel like there's an ulcer eating away my stomach.
I blame my mother and her emotional genes. ;)
Although I have that much out of the way, I still have Midsummer Night's Dream coming up on the 17th and 18th of May. Not to mention...
*cue Freddy Kruger overture*
EXAMS.
*gulp*
But, I just need to take it one thing at a time...one thing at a time.
Speaking of May, it's cold down here. We finally got our heating system put up, by my ickle footsies are still freezing. It think the only reason I'm not, like, "WHY THE BEJOOBERS IS IT COLD IN MAY????" is because I'm learning to think of season cycles instead of month cycles. It makes a lot more sense. It's a lot easier to think that Halloween (or Samhain) is coming up than May Day (or Beltaine) with all its maypoles and warm weather and fertility.
Oh, just to clear it out of the way, I consider myself a sort of eclectic Pagan. Because "Pagan" is a HUGE umbrella term, it's easier to explain that, in short, I believe in the divinity of nature, in a God and Goddess, and the sanctity of earthly life. Samhain (pronounced Sow-in. It's Gaelic :D) and Beltaine are "Sabbats", or holidays that some Pagans observe. I'll probably illustrate more on some of the details in other blogs. Of course, however, I'm only 16. I've got a heck of a lot more to learn in life. This is just something that speaks to me as a personal truth.
Speaking of nature, when I was talking to Dylan on the phone a while ago, I suddenly heard this loud tapping sound from my window. I had my back to it, so I thought that someone was throwing rocks or something. When I turned, I saw this figure moving at the bottom of the windowsill. For a second I thought it was some person who climbed to my second-story window. But I looked closer, and it was a bird! It was pecking at the glass for some crazy reason. It stopped and stared at me for a second and ducked down. Then it came back up and started pecking the window again. I wanted, for some reason (probably the animal lover in me), to open the window and let it in. But then it flew off. It was pretty cool. A wild bird not six feet away from me. Granted, there was a window between us; but it's still somewhat exhilarating watching a wild thing up close.
Oh!!! One last thing. You know the poem I submitted to the sonnet contest? I won 2nd place!!!! And now a huge, banner-sized copy of it, along with copies of the other winning sonnets, are hanging in the lobby of the school. I, like, totally felt like a celebrity omg.
Well, I must be off. Homework and all that dribble. Might go sacrifice a cow to the Death Goddess or something. :D
Peace, love, and blessed be all of ye.
Lisette
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