i iz very bored. when i am bored i talk. :]. well, no. when i feel anything i talk. when i feel nothing i talk. but that is besides the point. tehehe.
so yes. hey there. it is august. it has been august for quite a bit but i'm a little slow on the uptake. it's cool; i work it. but more importantly, this august business means that school is quickly approaching. like severely quickly. like next week. this is breaking my heart because i have been greatly enjoying the break from all the drama and effort and such nonsense that comes along with the public educational system. and i have to be a junior. i know, not really a big deal, but it is a little terrifying at the moment. i'm so done with high school stuff, really, but the thought of leaving and dealing with the real world is not fun. i mean, i know i have two years left, but it feels like the past two years went by so fast....i dunno. i feel like i should appreciate it more while i have it or something cliched like that. and it feels like everything's gonna be different this year. i was thinking in a bad way, but someone who can't frown should be more optimistic, so it will obv be in a good way. :D.
anyway...what else? *looks for cue line on floor* ah! my showcase went pretty well actually. i dunno if my piece improved as much as i was looking for, but it really was not bad. and i got to do tech, too. it was quite amazing, because i love being a performer more than the world, but i do like helping run a show, too. if only i could do that for every show...i can see it now, "SHAYNA: ACTRESS/ STAGE HAND AND/ OR POSSIBLY ASM." tres catchy. lol.
and yes. finally started reading eats, shoots & leaves. i know, fail. i've had so much academic work type stuff to do i haven't been able to get to it. but my over-achieving has paid off! finally! huzzah! so i am reading mi libro (which is as epic as expected) and making my way through the stack of magazines that have been piling up next to my bed since march. superficial-osity is quite joyful!
o, and i found the best thing ever, actually. like really, nothing could get any better. look:
it is the bucket of fun! you can't make this stuff up, i swear. it is filled with epically useless odds and ends, such as various colored whales and safety pins and sequins and wooden shapes and letters. it really should be called the tub of fun because that is what it is, but you can't argue with a patent. i purchased it for my friend's artistic endeavours in exchange for her taking a picture with a wax andy warhol for me. (i love andy warhol, btw. did i mention this? idk. he has been my favorite artist since the fifth grade. we go way back.) *random lyric break* "look, i find some of what you teach suspect/ because i'm used to relying on intellect/ but i try to open up to what i don't know/ because reason says i should have died three years ago." sorry, i love that line. anyway....yes. fun. this friend and i have decided we are gonna put the same sort of stuff in a bucket and call it the tub of fun because being smart asses makes us smile. you would buy it, wouldn't you?
****Quote: "The next day after the abolishment of the
apostrophe, imagine the scene. Triumphant
abolitionist sits down to write, "Goodbye to the
Apostrophe: we're not missing you a bit!" and finds
that he can't." -Eats, Shoots & Leaves
****Song: "Undercover, Funny" by Atom & His Package
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