Labor day?

Shouldn't it really be called "No labor day"?

The world may never know.

Hairspray.

Last night i went to see hairspray. Not horrible, but not nearly as good as the original one. I probably shouldn't be complaining at all because i didn't have to pay for myself (I let "the boy" handle that) but come on, John Travolta was in it : /

The acting and singing were still good, and there were some new songs added. The thing that bugged me the most though was that they cut out "Mama, I'm a big girl now" (which i actually had as a ringtone on my old phone. It was personalized for when my mom called me) It's my favorite song from the musical, and when they had it in the credits i made Colton stay in the theatre with me so i could listen to it. I'm not ashamed to say that i knew all the words and started singing to it, I probably embarassed Colton but oh well......... he'll get over it.

My thoughts: This is probably a movie to wait for on video

Why Stevie should be nicer to Scott.

From there Elisha went up to Bethel. As he was walking along the road some youths came out of the town and jeered at him. "Go on up, you baldhead!" they said. "Go on up, you baldhead!" He turned around, and looked at them and called down a curse on them in the name of the Lord. Then two bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two of the youths.

2 Kings 2:23-24

April fools day.

is today.

I hate my eye.

It is causing me pain.
Maybe of the pink variety.
I am feeling bad for myself.
I want comfort food.
And to be able to wear my contacts again.
I'm like the closest thing to blind that there, and still be able to walk straight.
I had to squint to see my mom's face when i was like 4 feet in front of her.
Now I'm wearing my glasses :(
Bad day.

Adam Pascal

He is just so amazing and talented and beautiful.
The greatest singer ever.
I was watching RENT today.
And I started getting angry and Rosario Dawson, because she was stealing my man. And she doesn't even die at the end. Rude.
Oh Adam, oh my goodness.

Hm.

Why isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds?

Jessica can drive.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Ha.
She's actually a pretty good driver.
When mom and dad aren't in the car.
They make her nervous.



p.s. Jessica drove me to school every day this week and i lived.

ha.

Mikey's blog.

HHAHAHAH.

Stevie's blog.

Jessica.

Is my sister.

Superbowl.

I tried very hard to care about the superbowl this year.
Sadly I just can't.
I guess it's a girl thing.

I was invited :]

I'm in the club now.
How exciting.



The metronomes will now have to find a new partner in crime.

I feel so unloved :(

Blogger has not invited me to get a new account.

I was trying to change mine but blogger won't let me change it.
Why don't they like me.
I did nothing to them.


REVOLT.
I say we join the metronomes in their uprising.
And bring blogger DOWN.


muah ha ha.

Metronomes

Today, listening to the rain fall I discovered something.
The rising evil in the world is due to metronomes.


Yes. It's true.
It started with those annoying wooden buggers, but then they had an uprising and put electric metronomes on the market. The electric ones have subliminal messages in them that make you angry, and want to throw stuff, and say rude things.

I say we rise against these evil metronomes and use only the rain to set the tempo for our music.

WOTD:Word Of The Day

oc·to·thorpe (ŏk'tə-thôrp') Pronunciation Key
n. The pound symbol (#).

Breaking and Entering.

Well really it was just Entering.

But yes, today we ("we" being Alena, Mom, And myself) did conduct a "B & E" well, technically an E.

This all started when we were looking for homes *Naomi closes her eyes to reminisce*
We had already gotten pretty close to being lost a few times in our "Quest o' House"
and then moved on to a less labyrinthliike, less ghetto part of Castaic.

Our troop stopped at a ladden(or something like that) home-building site. But apparently these people were trying to ruin our day, so they didn't open the model house doohichys. Because no one was there to open these houses were open and the *closed* sign was hardly legible, we took it upon ourselves to find a way it.

1. There was a small gate that had an extremely weak lock on it, so we figured it was just sort of "suggestion", So we hopped it and went around to the back where the doors to the model houses were.

2. One, and Two model houses were not open but numero tres, was open.
So we obviously had to go in. We were practically *invited* in.

3. Leaving the amazing house, we went back to the front of the models and saw past a bigger gate, that the inner door was probably open. So I hopped the extremely large fence with my "mad-ninja skills" and opened the inner door so the rest of the clan could be let in through the back. We poked around for a while, it was a BEAUTIFUL house and when we were planning on going back downstairs when we heard someone opening the back door. OOPS! We scattered like some forms of mice do when exposed to bright lights. We also hid for a while but when we heard another door open we used it as an oppurtinity to blow the joint, so we headed down the stairs when......................... the front door was open meaning the people who came in weren't gone just momentarily out of sight. On that note, We bolted.


Making this an interesting day, and a GREAT story.

Peace and Love,
Nomi ♦


*Please note, we did not actually "break" and enter we just kind of...... "entered"
hmmmmm. If anyone has information on the serveilence of model homes, please contact me :]

On: Jordan Catalano

I think every girl needs a "Jordan Catalano" like in My so-called life.

In the series (that sadly only lasted 19 episodes) Jordan was the boy that the main character, Angela was obsessed with. Jordan was tall, mysterious and had the most amazing hair (he also had this tendency to like, lean on stuff.... it made him look really hot.)

Angela was kind of *cough* stalking *cough* him for a long time, but he never seemed to notice her until Angela dyed her hair and became friends with a girl who had quite a reputation.

When Jordan and Angela finally kind of started dating she was too lovesick to really realize that he

A) Treated her horribly
B) Tried to make her to do things she didn't want to do (they never actually did anything together, but still..)
C) Didn't talk to her in public
D) Didn't really talk at all
E) Couldn't really read
F) Realized he was doing these things and tried to change, but then sleeps with her best friend.

Thinking about this lately has gotten me very sad. That Angela's "perfect" boy turned about to be a mean, stupid, bestfriend-sleeping, jerk.

I think that as horrible an experience like that can be, every girl needs a Jordan Catalano, growing up. Well maybe not someone who sleeps with your best friend, but someone you realize isn't very "perfect" at all. I think that is the main reasons girls just fantasize over boys, and don't really talk to them. Not because we're too shy, (although sometimes that is the main reason) but because part of us knows that they're not going to be as perfect as we think they are. And realizing that someone who once was the most amazing, wonderful human being in the world isn't the most amazing, wonderful human being in the world is more heartbreaking than what that person actually did to make you heartbroken.

[[Back to the show]]

When Angela finally realized all the things Jordan had done, her life seemed to come crashing down for a while. She had a hard time focusing and spent a lot of time in the school bathroom. There was a scene where Angela's sitting on her bed totally calm, then when she gets up and starts walking towards the door she just collapses and starts sobbing. The show went on like that for a while with angela just mourning the loss of a boy she thought she loved. Until one episode where Angela wakes up and her voice over talks about her feelings on the subject but then out of the blue says, "And then one day......I got over him."



The line about Angela getting over Jordan always makes me cry. I guess I'll never fully understand why it makes me so sad, but I think it's because it makes me think of all the boys that I was just so smitten with once, and now I've totally forgotten about. But mostly because I know that a lot of those boys I liked, I only liked because in my mind they were witty, funny, smart, and really nice but sadly not all of the boys that i liked were all of those things. I made them all of those things in my crazy obsession, but when i started talking to those boys they never seemed to really live up to my expectations because the idea of the boy was way more appealing than the actual boy. Thinking back on it, if I ever actually got my stepford-boyfriend, he probably would have been kind of creepy. Come on, NO ONE is that perfect, or flawless. Mistakes are in human nature and I'm pretty sure that I'm totally zen with that now.



I think that "Jordan Catalano" experiences are one of those "life lesson things" or whatever.
Because nobody's gonna be perfect. Even if you really, really want them to be. And that's ok.

"Huge events take place on this earth every day. Earthquakes, hurricanes, even glaciers move. So why couldn't he just look at me?" -Angela (My so-called life)