Don't Worry 'Bout a Thing....

I thought today was going to be a bad day. But it wasn't. I went to Michael's and we had veggie pizza, and played with the foam swords and the nerf bazooka. I didn't have to worry about a thing. I felt crappy when I went there and I was smiling on the way home. Maybe I have more of an ability to pick myself up than I thought. This is not a huge deal. It won't be a huge deal tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after that. I'm going to be fine. :) No worries here.

“If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.”
--- Lewis Carroll.

CHICKEN!!!

Well, to say the very least, I am a happy camper right now. I've been craving sweet and sour chicken for two days now, and to shut me up, Ma decided to oblige. So, OM NOM NOM!!

On the way to the take-out place, we were driving behind this car with two bumper stickers on the back window. The one in the middle said, "FUTURE-PORNSTAR: Official training vehicle." Then right under it was a sticker that said, "Don't laugh, your daughter might be in here." My mom and I couldn't stop laughing.

I'm actually reading for once now, a book I got from Zaq called Story Sense: Writing Scripts and story for feature films and television. Pretty useful information, some that I've been able to apply to writing the opening scene for our play. I'm about seven pages into it, but it's starting to slow down. I don't think we developed characters enough to actually start writing, but I'll see what everybody else has done. I kinda like the way it's going so far, but that could change dramatically.

Two-three-kick-turn! Turn-turn-kick-turn!

Carie Ann Elizabeth Rockwell Kamikaze Lippenschnopp Gregorio IV......

1) ...very much enjoyed her morning of chicken biscuit and hashbrowns.
2) ...got up earlier than necessary for once to go watch her boys wrestle in the rain. (Honestly, is there anything I won't stand in the rain with them for?)
3) ...misses school, kinda.
4) ...hasn't started her AP homework quite yet. She's pacing herself.
5) ...has officially selected a camera model and emailed the page to Jacobs.
6) ...is currently eating Fritos.
7) ...misses hanging out at the gallery.
8) ...loved the new Harry Potter movie. (RANDOM ACTS OF ARSON!)
9) ...had a tasty dinner of chilli at the Pool residence. (Mitch's mom = AWESUM!)
10) ...needs to think about wrapping a "special" birthday present.
11) ...can't wait for Fiddler on the Roof!

Life Is Just POOF!

I know, I know, I know, I should sleep more, but my hours are all screwed up because I slept in until two today. Anyhoo, Harry Potter was very good. People were whining about it, but I thoroughly enjoyed it, despite a few holes in the quality. All in all, i'd say it's been a very good day. My fabulous twelve hours of sleep put me in a fantastic mood. After I drove home, I completely took over the televison and set myself up for a vampire double feature. First on the playbill: Fright Night. While Chris Sarandon is one of my more annoying Hollywood pet peeves, I like him in this movie. Creepy vampire junk and all that. Plus, for a horror movie of it's time, it wasn't completely hokey or revolve completely around the stupid actions of teenagers, drinking and having sex, therefore condemning themselves to being cut up by a stranger in a hockey mask. Nope, this actually had PLOT! Special effects are excellent for it's time, too.

Then I watched Dracula with Anthony Hopkins and Gary Oldman. This was exactly like Bram Stoker's novel, which I'm now anxious to read. I'm not entirely sure what I thought of it, it was borderline disturbing, yet intriguing. And my constant devotion the classic stuff is a big mental SCREW YOU, STEPHANIE MEYER.

Mowed the lawn today, too and managed to knock another $20 dollars off my ticket that I'm paying back to my parents. The interesting part? Dad randomly offers to pay Michael and me $100 each to take care of the yard at the house in New Castle when Jacobs is done remodeling it, which shouldn't be too much longer. God, I can make a $100 last a year if I so choose. :) Think of all the prints I could have made. I'm so excited!!!

Not Enough Green

Dad's back on the job rant again.

He wants to sell me the car so that it will be MY car. They don't want to be liable for it anymore. They want to sell the car to me, using their money so it can be transferred into my name. But I have to pay insurance, therefore Dad's back on the job. Where the hell am I supposed to work though? Somewhere I'll hate, that's what, because there's only one place I'd want to work, and it doesn't seem like that's going to happen anytime right quick. Niether of you find this very heart-wrenching, I know, because you've had jobs you've hated. Boo-hoo for me, whatever. Doesn't change the fact that it makes me mad.

My number one concern is having work take away from what makes me enjoy life in my teenager years: theater, my photography and my friends. I keep trying to stress that to Dad. But as always, he's got something backed up in the artillery for me.

"Michael's got TWO jobs, Carie. What makes you so different from him?"

Well, if you think he's so damned responsible and wonderful then ADOPT HIM for crying out loud, I don't care!

Not in a good place right now....not at all.

Per Chris' Request...

I am getting my blogging done early tonight so that I may be well-rested in the morning. Thank God rehearsal is at 4 tomorrow, so I'll have more time to get things done.

Today's rehearsal was the biggest waste of my time by far. Only four days until show and we finally have a set. JEEZ. This is the most stressful show I've ever done, it's nerve-racking! All we did today was a line-blitz and IO got to play around with my makeup a little. THAT'S IT. Sheesh. The rest of the time, some people were trying to piece together the set. Gosh. I hope we get to rehearse with it one time all the way through before we have show. *coughcoughbeautyandthebeastcoughcough* My makeup is hideous. I repulse even myself when I look in the mirror. Blech.

After rehearsal, I went to the fair by Evan's request to "chaperon" him and this other clingy girl, who's name coincidentally happens to be Paytine ;), who's been flirting with him lately. Yeah, the whole best friend girl buffer thing where I am mostly there to make it NOT a date. That worked out fine for most of the time. However, while she rode rides with other boys, Evan and I hung around and people kept mistaking me for Evan's girlfriend! He got pulled in by one of the carnies who introduced himself as "Truth" because, "he'll never lie to ya." He asked with a head toss in my direction, "This your girlfriend?" And Evan replied, "No, she's my sister." But he won me this little stuffed red dog anyway, by throwing balls at paper plates. We named him Weasely, because of his red hair. :D

The gyro man was shocked when he heard that I have never had a gyro before. Evan got one for himself (I didn't have any real cash, and I certainly wouldn't have spent it on a GYRO), and as we're walking away, gyro man said, "Now, make sure you share with your girlfriend, there!"

Then, when Evan tried to buy a large soda for us to split, he asked me what I wanted, and I said Mtn Dew. With a wink, the lady pouring the drinks gave the soda back with TWO straws in it. XD I about died.

Crappy day, great/hilarious night. :) I'm calling it quits now so I can get a good night's sleep and go jean shopping in the morning with mummy's money. :D

DELUSIONAL JEWS JAILED FOR UNLICENSED SOLICITING

Today has felt extremely productive, aside from an obnoxious rehearsal. Second Friday is always fun for me, especially tonight when they had the Raw Brass guys play. Really cool guys, fun to talk to. :)

For about five years now I've had posters clipped from magazines covering the hideous pink paint on the walls of my bedroom. When I was nine and I moved into my new room, I asked my dad to paint it pink. It took two years for me to get sick of it and since then I've been trying to cover it up with whatever centerfolds of pretty boys I could find. And about last night, I officially got sick of looking at Adam Brody, Jesse McCartney, Usher, and Ashton Kutcher. I'm actually dumbfounded they've lasted this long up there. Anyhoo, I got up on a swivel chair and removed all the ghosts of my pathetic middle school years from the four walls that surround my space. Then in their place, I put up posters of my photos from South Pacific that I took last year. When I stepped back to look at it, I was amazed at how much more I liked it. I think it was because it was a display of who I was now rather than who I was then. I hate my old self, the one that wanted to pretend like middle school was such a big deal and made everything a federal case. I was annoying, but I like who I am now, and I like those pictures. :) So, it was just a cool change-of-view thing that I really needed.

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