shinydinosaur

I wrote this short futuristic sci-fi story for a paper for my American English class last November and was cleaning out my computer and found it... I thought it was pretty good, although I don't remember exactly why we had to write it, and I think I got like a B on it for kind of missing the point of the paper or something? Anyways, I wanted to share.

( March 7, 4061. That’s when it all started. )

Well, how bad was it? :P
Thoughts?

Yesterday: I got 6 hours of sleep, stayed up for 18+ hours - got home at 12:45 AM and went to bed at 1 AM. Today: got less than 5 hours sleep and stayed up for nearly 20. Dress rehearsals are just made of fun tiems. \o/


The rehearsal last night was good, but rough. Some tough moments (like blanking out on two lines of my solo and destroying the harmony in a duet) but was told I covered well for the former moment, (...HOW?!?)

Also, by 'good', I mean I've never had a dress rehearsal where we weren't constantly stopping for things (and this is the first show I've been part of where we actually went through the full dress/tech TWICE before the two official performances. Two days of it is WAY nice, since sometimes we've never even been able to finish a whole show during practice).

( follow the cut for story time )

So why am I really stupidly staying up way later that I need to in the first place to write all this? It's cause I'm gonna forget to do it later and I'm so tired that I'm going to forget this whole thing entirely later on.

Taking a break from packing. >_<

I just realized that my camera charger and extra battery are missing. NOT GOOD. By "missing", I mean "more-likely-that-they-have-been-stolen-by-my-sister". This has happened before. I'm still trying to find really good strategic hiding spots all over the house for important things that I can't take with me and want to find them again when I get back in two weeks.

So the soccer game today was good, but we lost by 3. I couldn't play, but I'm also the newbie on the team so that's fine. It was weird playing a rival school that had several former classmates there.
One of them is a good friend of mine, although in the last few years he's let his ego and attention-seeking or whatever it is get so huge that I can't stand it. My friends and I have been saying for a while now that he's got a knack as a pathological liar when he wants to be.
In a moment of weakness, I asked this friend if he'd like to take me to our formal school dance and he said sure, and then I get all excited and hear nothing until two weeks later, when tells me he's going to NYC that exact same day with his dad and brother. Hasn't mentioned it since.
So anyways, I saw him before the game and we talked for a good while, then he said he had to go wait for his brother to finish his weightlifting in the gym and they'd go home.

Fifteen minutes later, the game started, and OH LOOK IT'S HIS BROTHER. Not anywhere near the gym, he's helping with the soccer game by fetching stray balls. And my friend is texting me during the game and denying that it's his brother. When it clearly is. It was like WTF WHY WOULD YOU LIE ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT. I was hoping he'd changed but I guess not, or maybe he's gotten worse. This is the stupidest thing to lie about compared to the stories of writing a book, having three self-written/sung song albums, meeting Miley Cyrus and other celebrities when he (actually) went to California to audition for something, and some kind of record deal thing WAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN.

Oh, and he thinks Love Never Dies is the greatest musical of all time now. (He's supposedly "seen" that, too.) DEALBREAKER LIKE WHOA. :|

Now I feel like a complete, somewhat naive idiot for ever having thought he was worth it. He used to be fine, we were bffs before he got it into his head that he was gonna be this awesome actor and started upstaging everyone during shows and then trying to do that WOW SHOCK OMG NOWAI factor in real life.

And there is my rant on that. /end

Ow pain ow ow pain ow pain pain ow pain.

First day of soccer practice yesterday after school. I was initially looking forward to it, but now I understand why everyone wishes so hard it'll rain and practice will get cancelled.
First few days are always the worst, but I've got to do this. I'm not as in shape as I'd like, and I've never been able to do long distance running, but short bursts on the field are good.

This week of school is Arts&Languages week, so today at school it's either Fictional Character Day or wear chapel dress. So I'm going to be Misty, and three awesome guys are Professor Oak, Ash, and Brock. Complete with Pokemon. :)


Nine days until I'm 18 (what do you suggest I do, f-list?), 23 days until Europe... wow.

Okay, school time. Bbl. <3