entry 14 (oct 26)

Alrighty. Yaya blogging. My most favorite thing in the world to do. Like seriously, its not like I'd rather die or anything. Blogging is like a life savior. Even though everything I'm typing is a big fat load of steaming crap I'll continue on with a smile.

:D

Okay, I lied. Screw that crap. I really don't like to blog. I preferred writing over this. Or maybe just the fact that I could free write all the time. That might be it. The fact that my potential limitless imagination is being confined into a small little box that is shaking and waiting to explode is killing me. And when I have the moment to let it do so, I complain. That's how kewl I am. Just a big mass of epicness. Be jealous.

In other news I do believe I'm gunna be stood up for an Asian. Don't ask why, just go with it, but it is totally gunna happen.

In more other news, I left my iPod at home. I'm going to die. I almost did on the bus. Thank the good lord for books. That's the only thing that took me away from the loud obnoxious children from hell.

"She is not just a child, but a child in demons body!!" - Amy

Gotta love play practice.

I am sooo excited for that. It's going to be so much fun to preform.

entry 12 (i think) October 12th

I went to the open mic at Stone City. Let me describe that with two words for you: Friggen' Epic. I had the crowd laughing with my made up lyrics. I had to guys stand on stage by me so I could sing about them. It was really funny. They had it coming to them. Two guys with kaki shorts and holding hands. Whats better then that? Probably nothing. I had such a good time. Met some amazing singers and recorded this one girl Tyler and I had met at the park in marion. Talk about a mixture of Jesus and Furgi. Like damn this girl can sing. It was soooo beautiful. It is a weekend that I won't forget right away thats for sure. Yay memory issues.

I looked over at Lindsey (S.) and saw her pink socks. I actually thought they were cast and that she has broken her legs. I then pondered the different ways a person could break both legs. So I took a double take and realized they were socks. It's way to early for school.

As I was walking down the lone street in the desert, a man came to my side. He seemed to be very Congenial. He was dressed as if he were a business person. His outfit was all black, his hair black, everything besides his ghostly white skin was black. He held a look of ennui on his face. He looked down at me, his facial expression forming into a glare.

"You are an aloof idiot for traveling at night," he had said to me.

"Why are you all dressed up and in the middle of the desert?" I ignored his insult.

"Don't bother me with you tedious questions," his glare turned into something that resembled an old man, angry wrinkles filled his forehead. Hair started growing from his pores. He fell to his hands and knees growling.

I was cajoled to run away. As far away as I could possibly get. An ominous feeling was starting to fill my veins. The man was changing form right before my eyes.

He looked up at me. His expression was ecstatic. What in God's name was happening? Stuff like this only happens in the movies. What was before me, was a mermaid.