Today was a sad day indeed. Julianna made me go in---I can't even type it---Banana Republic. [Insert projectile vomiting here] I should pull a Dobby and slam my ears in an over door for that. n.n' But, I got a soft pretzel, which made it all better.

Everyone who lives in my general vicinity: Come to Dessert Theatre! Get free-ish desserts (free with $3 admission) and watch hot girls (the guys aren't bad, either) sing! Yes, one of our posters actually does say that. I made one that says "come get Mister Muffin," which you should watch out for and bow down to. I'm singing Memory as a solo, which is a plus, too....unless I die. That would suck, wouldn't it? Well, I guess depending on who you are.

The choral department needs to raise money so that we can get a stereo that works. The All State and All County people need to play CDs for their audition pieces, and we don't have a functional stereo. o.o Take pity upon our poor choral department which so lacks funding and come to our concert. Please. Or I kill you.

A Random Water Nymph

Today was Toga Day. I'm anti-school spirit, but pro costume. My theatrical side brought me over to the dark side with the aid of a coupon for negative five cents off of my already overpriced coffee. My toga was purple and secured with a sparkley scarf. I also had an uber-nifty garland, but they made me take it off for my picture, claiming that it posed as a distraction. That was rather sucky, but they put up with it for the rest of the day, which was considerate of them.

Hickies for one and all,

Your Omnipotent Dictator 

Do you know what I hate?

People: Math? Republicans? Physical Science? Spiders? Us? People with an uninteresting sense of humor? Airline Stewardesses? Barbies? Perverts? Babies? ...Republicans?

Me: Yes, all of that, and the Odyssey. It feels like someone is stabbing my muscle tissue with a rusty, disease-ridden sharp object. It drags on, and on, and on, and on, and on, going into everyone's heritage at least eighteen generations back. I officially hate blind minstrels who could have possibly been women or a variety of people.

School no longer gets the happy-pants award. There is entirely too much work, and I end up going all angsty and bursting out crying every night because I get so stressed out. Plus, I can't go to Contra dances anymore because I have to do homework. x_X At least there's Improv, which is officially the best after-school activity ever. Chorus is a complete joke. We do worksheets, and we're only doing two pieces of music. We are currently exploring the exciting and fast-paced world of the Treble cleff. How many lines are in a staff? Does Every Good Boy really Do Fine? Stay tuned next week for another thrilling installment of The Mediocrity of Charlotte's life.

Hugs, love, and hickies galore (especially for Shaina,)

Charlotte

Currently Listening The Essential Simon & Garfunkel By Simon & Garfunkel A Very Peculiar Man see related

Erm, hello, you riveting CD and VH kids!...And Jen, who is not from either or those, though she most definitely is still my RPG character's best lesbian lover.

I adore my new school, in a swallowing several electric eels sense of the word. My Seminars are great, and most of the people understand my words, which is quite a plus. I've been drowning in several (try five) hours of homework per night, and I am currently at work on a gargantuan project for our dear Mr. Cochrane about Ancient Egypt. I got to do the religion portion, which was terribly exciting, and I will deny that I started bouncing up and down in my seat at lunch if anyone *Cough*A CERTAIN GREEK ELEPHANT WITH A WASH CLOTH ON HIS HEAD (otherwise known as the Pregnant Man, and/or Demetri) brings it up. *Cough*

There are some very snazzy people, for which I am extremely grateful. On the first day, I accosted a girl from my Chorus class until she'd sit with me at lunch. XD The people in my English Seminar like to make fun of my dictionary-reading habits, and how I like the letters 'Cz' together, but it's all in good fun. If it isn't, I'll pretend that it is so as to make my existence a bit brighter. ^^

And I'm working on a new sitey!

Crowd: Oooh, aaaah!

Yes, my adoring fans, it will feature a cactus-like botanical creature with purple spots from the land of Austacotialopolis named 'Skank.'

Huggles, love, and hickies, (I took your phrase, Shaina. Murder me later. ^^**)

Mr. and Mrs. Sippy, going on two months in marital bliss.