I feel pretty, oh so pretty!

Today was Yom Kippur and so like a good jew I fasted. Well I tried. I gave up around noon. It's okay though because I'm sick. Kind of. Well I went to temple and while I was there I was thinking of all the amazing things that happened as a result of my Bat Mitzvah.

It was something I was so hesitant about. I was scared shitless. I couldn't go up there and sing in a language that I couldn't understand to my whole family and friends. There were many fights between my parents and I, let me tell you. I was dead-set against it. Finally, I gave in and agreed. I had many anxiety attacks but it was so worth all the work. For one of the first times in my life I was the center of attention, and I grew to love it. That probably explains my adoration of being on stage.

Speaking of the stage, I have to have the accent of a southern belle. Of course I turned to Scarlett O'Hara. Then I thought about it and realized that the director might want me to be a little sillier than proper. So, that's fun.

Another sidenote, my parents have sirius satellite radio and I am totally mooching. It's absolutely fantastic. Their Broadway channel is a new guilty pleasure of mine, as is the 80's on 8. This is not going to end well.

I am shockingly busy. That's what I get for not being able to disappoint anybody or say no. Let's see, I'm in AP World. That's my only real AP but, I have advanced english, independent study for french, algebra 2, concert choir, drama, and health. It's a lot of work and then pile on swim team daily from 4-6 p.m. and rehearsal from 3:10-3:45. I also have to learn my lines, I'll get to them. My accent is more of a priority though. I do need a southern accent. It needs to be cute, not hick-like. Well jeez.

Thank goodness it's a weekend. I'm exhausted. And sick. I have a cough and to my great surprise I coughed up blood for a hot sec. Oh, it was terrifying. I was home alone and I was sure that I was becoming possessed. Baaad times. Also, yesterday I had an asthma attack during swim team. It was verrrry scary. I'm sore, tired, and overworked. Today I sat on my butt all day. It was so great. At least, I'm not raped by my father and beaten by my mother like Precious Jones. Yeah, she's the main character in a book called Push. It's pretty good but I've only just started it.

Tomorrow a couple of my friends are going to see Ponyo. Part of me wants to go, but the other part knows that I need to stay home and do homework. And rest to recover from this cold. Ugh. I hate being sick so much. It seems so glamourous to have someone take care of you, in real life it sucks. Especially with a busy schedule like mine. I just need to have nap time every day. Too bad I have school and practice and rehearsal.

Theatre is what I want to do and I've gotten so much positive encouragement it just isn't fair for me to have to commit to sports when I could be devoting my time to something that I love.

Gah. Teen angst.

Gahhhh!

Right now, I'm supposed to be in health. Instead, I'm in the library writing this post. SO fun. Thanks to AP Chemistry everything is screwed up. Ughh. I had to drop french even though that brought up my average so much, AANNNDDD I was getting college credit from that class. Now I am just pissed. I got to keep drama which is nice especially since my audition went surprisingly well and I got a minor (although pretty large) lead. My name is Bobby Melrose and I am a southern belle. Unfortunately, I have a 'man friend'. IT's someone that I've really never talked to and it will just be awkward. Also, my southern accent needs some help. I keep falling back into Adelaide's accent which is downstate and still too northern to be passable. I'll get it though. Gah this computer is ridiculous and I can't format paragraphs. The keys are also mildly greasy with goodness knows what. I came in here to work on Ap global work and ended up blogging due to the fact that I forgot my terms and questions packet. Oh fun. I have a meet today which I am TOTALLY not prepared for. I am swimming the maximum of butterfly possible in one meet. I want to punch my coach a little bit, not really though because I love her. My allergies are acting up and I am just a hopelessly fussy kid. Boo.

Trying to write my novel, but all you do is play.

I know I'm bad at posting regularly. I'm supposed to be writing an essay about the contents of my refrigerator. Would you like to read it when I'm finished? I might post it later. That would give me something to look forward to. HOLY DE JA VU! Sorry. I went to the Westcott Street Fair but only for an hour literally. I did buy a bag which is pretty sweet. It's an Angry Little Girls bag. It was only $10!

Yep, that's me being greasy and modeling the bag. Great photography.

Let me know if you want my essay. I might just post it for my sake.

Tomorrow is auditions for Stagedoor. That's the play my school is performing. The director told me that "the show would be good for me". Whatever that means. Nonetheless, I can't say no. So, I said yes and added yet another commitment. This one is fun though. Really fun.

That is all for now, maybe I'll add more.

LOOOOOVEEE YOUUU!