just thought you should know....

        so, i lack entertaining stuff to say to you. therefore, i am really just gonna quickly comment on some theatre/ movie/ musical stuff and then go back to reading new moon (lame, i know.). :D.

        urm, so i saw mamma mia. the movie. which was not actually that great, semi-depressingly. i'm thinking i'm not really an abba person, prolly. which is cool. the song mamma mia shall forever make me smile anyway. o, and i apologize to my poor straight male friend that i dragged with me. XD.

        y...i'm in theatre camp, which i may or may not have previously mentioned. so yes. no commentary really, just a statement. and i'm doing a jesus monologue which i'm hoping is gonna turn out really well. i've always wanted to do it, and i finally got the chance, which is pretty grand. tho i totally had no idea how to do the crossing yourself thing. and everyone giggled. *fails* lol. but yes. and we're dancing and singing and i feel a little old for the camp, but whatever. a chance to be in a showcase is always nice.

        oooooo! and now i thought i should tell you that.... *drum roll* dark knight was ridiculously amazing!!!!! really now. i don't generally like superhero movies (except for spiderman. JAMES FRANCOOOOOOO!!!), but this one was so good. prolly mostly because of heath ledger, which is why i went to see it in the first place, but still. i wasn't expecting how perfect he would be. so ridiculously committed. even down to the mannerisms. i can only wish to put out a performance half that good. le sigh. and then he dies. not cool. stupid damn method acting. here, let us have some pictures to remember the beauty:

        so yes. there you go, in case you weren't already aware.

        and, i FINALLY got the 1998 cabaret revival soundtrack. which i have been in desperate need of because the emcee is played by alan cumming. who is good at everything, but especially at being the emcee. so damn amazing. i mean really, look at that:

mhm. that's what i thought. :D.
alright, i will now stop obsessing over random, attractive, talented, and 50% dead men. well, actually, 33% as i vaguelly mentioned james franco in passing. but yes. i'm gonna go move on with my life now, as should you. so, so long and all that jazz...



****Quote: "Children? YAY! LUNCH!" -Me + improv

        games = ...

****Song: "Mein Herr" from the 1998 revival of Cabaret

long time no ramble.

     boo! hehe. i win.

     well, i feel like i've sort of been neglecting this poor little blog of mine. not that anyone reads it except me and lyla (<3). but still. i feel an obligation to this cute little inanimate object of mine. so yes. let me focus. i just got distracted by some game to which my friend sent me the link. escapa? i dunno. a little addictive. 19.867. pretty great, methinks. lol. so life. hrmmm....*muses* well, i haven't really done anything different. went water parkin' with my dear beloved senior, malling with my bestest friends from middle school, monopolying with the kid i've hung with since elementary school. :D. good times.

     o. started theatre camp yesterday. theatre is kinda a party. i'm super thrilled for the showcase at the end because it has been forever since i actually performed in a show. i mean, that's beacuse i'm kinda not a good performer, but i enjoy it. a lot.

     ugh. i am such a little emo kid lately. it is a terrible habit. i mean, nothing's really wrong specifically, but i'm just kinda generally angry at my life and some of the people i try to share it with. i dunno. i just feel like i'm really untalented at theatre and no matter how hard i try it's not enough. that by itself is distressing because i go to school for theatre. and then i feel like people don't really like me very much at school. i have friends, but in no way am i really a part of the theatre department. which is upsetting. and i dunno. i'm probably overreacting, but it seems like a lot of my friends, if i wanna talk to them at all, i have to be the one to contact them. no one really tries to talk to me first. i feel like they really don't particularly want to speak to me but they feel like they have to. or something. it just hurts a little to feel that the people i love the most don't care. and it's prolly not entirely true, but it's stil bothersome. and i also am kinda lamenting this i'm-no-one's-favorite thing. you know what i mean? like, people all have their best friends, the first person they come to with anything, a person they talk to everyday no matter what. that sort of thing. and i feel like even tho i'm good friends with a lot of people, i'm no one's best friend. or something like that. which sounds really elementary schoolish, but dammit, it's bothering me. and you know i'm really 8 on the inside anyway. well, YOU might not know, but i do, and that's all that really matters right? ;)

     k. that is really all i had to say. a little useless superficial ranting is good for the soul methinks. so i shall take leave now.....

******Quote: "I'm not jealous, I'm Russian."-this

          adorable child at my camp. :]

******Song: "Empty Apartment" by Yellowcard (i

          actually didn't have a song stuck in my head

          today *gaspdie* and this just came on and somehow

          seemed appropriate.)

a wonderful day in the neighborhood. well, not my neighborhood....XD.

     heya! so.....currently i am on vacation, doing nothing, like i always do on vacation. something might have gotten done, maybe, but i couldn't fall asleep until 7am this morning, so i slept in til 3, which kinda destroyed my day. BUT, then we went to this marvelous restaurant that had this bass with a crazy diamond print all over it and i ate quiche. which was fun. but that is not the point. the point is, at this restaurant, my dad ordered an omelette. a three egg omelette. and when the food came, he was like, "this is a three egg omlette??!?! wow. that's really small. must have been a tiny chicken. o, wait...i ordered egg beaters instead of real eggs. maybe that's why..." and i was all, "ha! a faux egg omelette!" and he was all, "no shayna. three eggs. not four." and i was like, "what are you talking about..." and he said, "you said fo' eggs. trying to be all ghetto..." and i was like, "NO! FAUX!" and he was all, "SHAYNA, three eggs!!!!! NOT FOUR!"

     it was kinda amazing.i mean, i'm sure it's not funny to you, but it was quite hilarious at the time. and for an hour afterwards. :]

     and the second wonderful thing about today was this book i bought. so, as i have told you, i am a grammar nazi of the worst kind. and today my parents and i stopped in this bookstore that we saw on the side of the road. there i found this book that will shortly become my favorite, i'm sure. once i read it. hehehe. it is called eats, shoots & leaves. it is all grammar-y and panda-y and has punctuation stickers. i think i am in love...here. i will copy what is on the back:

"A panda walks into a cafe. He orders a sandwich, eats it, then draws a gun and fires two shots into the air.
'Why?' asks the confused waiter, as the panda makes towards the exit. The panda produces a badly punctuated wildlife manual and tosses it over his shoulder.
'I'm a panda,' he says, at the door. 'Look it up.'
The waiter turns to the relevant entry and, sure enough, finds an explanation.
'Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots and leaves.'"

     is that not epic? i cannot wait. :D

     but, anyway, i am currently watching my cousin vinny. which is a movie everyone should watch. most def. so here...quote and song and then i'm out....

****Quote: Mona Lisa Vito: "Imagine you're a deer.

     You're prancing along. You get thirsty. You spot a

     little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the

      cool, clear water - BAM! A fuckin' bullet rips off

     part of your head. Your brains are lying on the

     ground in little bloody pieces. Now I ask ya, would

     you give a fuck what kind of pants the son-of-a-bitch

     who shot you was wearing?"-My Cousin Vinny
****Song: "La Vie Boheme" from the rock musical Rent :]