Horrible day. Brought to you by fathers who don't understand anything and instead of just supporting you they just act like jerks and complain. Made better by Merwan Rim's music.

Ok, so I'm stage manager for the school play as always. We are doing Of Mice and Men. The biggest difference between a company play and a school play is how much time we get to prepare. If we got 6 months to prepare and didn't have to plan set building around other events that require the auditorium, you better believe we would have perfect plays. But we get like 2 months and we have to make sure that before we start building the set they don't need the stage for choir or band concerts. The auditorium isn't for the theater department only. I really wish it was. But we have to share.
So, because I'm at my dad's this week I've been getting rides home from rehearsals from my step mom and then today we had a Saturday rehearsal so my dad dropped me off while they were on their way to Costco. Rehearsals were at 11. He dropped me off at 10:30. Wouldn't be a problem except then my drama coach (aka the director) sent out a text saying it was moved to 11:30 because he was having car troubles. So I was pissed at my dad already for being a jerk on the way over and saying things like "I don't understand why you guys have to practice as much as sports teams" "Is the set actually going to be done this time"* "If they have their lines down they shouldn't have to practice so much" "Is this going to be the last rehearsal before the play starts?"** And so yeah, needless to say I was already pissed off when I got there. Then I had my mom pick me up so I could cool off and we did a bit of shopping around. I've decided that from now on, when there's a school play happening, I'm staying with her the week before AND week of. I don't care what my dad feels. He just pisses me off and stresses me out.

So where does Merwan Rim fit into all of this? Well, I logged into twitter and saw that he had been doing some chatting with people and so then I remembered some lyrics to one of his songs. It's a song in English and it's one of those songs that every girl wishes some guy would say those things to her ("If I gave you everything and all the stars, would you feel alright? If I brought you wings to fly up to the sky, would you still be down?" Is that sweet or not?). And then I remembered THIS song that is from now on my New Years Eve/Bad day song.

I couldn't find a good English translation, so you'll just have to deal with only understanding the English parts. But that's ok because those are the parts that make this my feel good song. 

Tu sais, que je
Suis arrivé au bout
Les yeux ferléq je ne tiens plus debout
Je sais, tu sais
J'ai bien failli tomber
Ils ont voulu
Me voir abandonner

Hold on you're fine
When they cut you to size
Then you turn round ans smile just a little
Say Happy New year
Coz this is the end
Of all that was broken
Let go of you fears

Say Happy New year
Un nouveau départ, Un nouveau défi
j'ai vraiment tout donné, vraiment tout donné
J'oublie le passé enfin je respire
C'est un nouveau jour

Get up get up take a second to look
Take a third take a fourth
And you'll see that you're good
Enough enough it doesn't matter at all
When you feel like you're surrounded coz you
Stood too tall

Je sens, mon coeur
Qui se bat
Et je regarde au loin vers le soleil
Sau Happy New Year
Coz this is the end
Of all that was broken
That you needed to mend
Let go of you fears

Say Happy New Year
Un nouveau départ, Un nouveau défi
J'ai vraiment tout donné, vraiment tout donné
J'oublie le passé je respire
C'est un nouveau jour

Je n'ai plus peur des silences
Des coups durs, des absences
Every heart is open tonight

So happy New Year
Coz this is the end
Fin de l'histoire, je réalise
Je sais que demain, je sais que demain
Est un nouveau départ, Aaaah
C'est un nouveau jour, une nouvelle vie
J'ai vraiment tout donné, vraiment tout donné
Je sais que demain, est un nouveau jour






*The last play we did, we had Drama Competition and the variety show right before the play and so we couldn't build the set pretty much until the week of. But we DID get it done on opening night and the play turned out really well. It's just my dad is too thick-skulled to understand that it wasn't entirely our coach's fault that we didn't have it done sooner.

**Seriously?!?! That question just pissed me off. It's not like people don't have to work to get good. And it's not like we just go and learn the lines and then the blocking and whatever else comes naturally. Or that we can go over it once and remember every little detail. We put just as much, if not more, work into our plays as the sports teams put into making themselves good.

I hate this.

Being sick sucks. My sinuses are all clogged up and so I can't hear very well and my head hurts. This morning really sucked. Even after two Nyquil and going to bed at 7:30 last night, I was still soooo achy. Stayed home today, but no matter what I have to tough it out tomorrow. I have a math test and it's the final day of notes before the biology test. So yeah, needless to say, missing tomorrow would suck.
But sadly, I missed the college fair today....I was really looking forward to that, but it just wasn't worth it.

Today turned out....

Amazing. So this morning I was really nervous because I have NONE of my script memorized and I was tired and really didn't feel like dancing. But when I walked into dance our teacher told us she's sick and so we just watched Newbies. Which I really want to see. I wasn't really paying attention. None of us were. But it was a nice relaxing way to start the morning. And I got to play with--ahem--use this really cool thing to score some paper to make it easier to fold (for vocabulary foldables that she is going to have her classes do). It was such a simple task that it was pretty relaxing.
Then in Spanish we played musical chairs. I wasn't looking forward to it. But it turned out to be really fun!
Psychology was pretty boring...as always. Except when our teacher took a kid out into the hall and hit him with a stick (ok not really, but we were learning about different conditioning methods and he was using that as an example of punishment; they went into the hall and the teacher hit the stick against the wall and the kid "screamed in pain").
Theatre, was just awesome. We had to help our teacher with his homework by playing this game called "Click." What you do is you are in pretty big groups and you have to tell a story with freeze frames. They usually end in disaster just because it will make people laugh and it makes the ending obvious. So we spent the first bit of it discussing what our Click would be. We were all over the place. First he told us we didn't have to keep it confined to the auditorium, which opened up a TON of possibilities. So we were going to get some wheelchairs from the nurse and/or nursing class and have a wheelchair race. And then our teacher suggested that everyone has some type of disability. And then it went to being a special ed. class playing dodge ball and someone asked "What's the worst that could happen?" to which I replied with "We walk into the gym and the special ed. classes are in there playing dodge ball." So that idea was dropped.
We finally decided that we would be an unruly class who gets into this huge brawl whenever our teacher turns towards the board and we would be perfect angels when he's looking at us. It was pretty awesome. We were all dead in the end. My favorite part was looking at the pictures and in the first one we are all smiley, then we are all taking notes, then we are smiley again, then we are annoyed and making bored faces, then the fighting starts, then it REALLY starts, then we are back to being perfect angels...except for the fact that a bunch of people are in new seats :)

Oh, and I finished my book that I've been reading for like the last month. It was amazingly emotional. It's called The Secret Holocaust Diaries by Nonna Bannister. If you like reading history books/memoirs/books about the Holocaust, I highly recommend it.
Then I read another book (it was really short) that was such a nice quick read. It was about this little old lady who lives in China near this bridge that is thought to bring good luck. But because of the bridge's reputation there are a lot of kids who are abandoned there (their parents think that leaving their kids there will give the kids a better future), and so she always takes them to the orphanage. Well one day she sees this little boy and he is blind. Then in the two days that he stays with her they become pretty attached to one another. So a week after she takes him to the orphanage she goes to check up on him and gets really upset by how he's being taken care of. So then she becomes his foster parent. And it's just a really sweet story called The Bridge by Kay Bratt. If you are looking for a quick read, it's a good one to check out. But there were a few tiny grammatical errors, and one that bugged me where the author calls the old woman's daughter "Jing" which is the old woman's name. That was the only reason I didn't give it five stars.


FINALLY, Merwan Rim's new music video for "Mens-moi" came out today. It's a good one. I shall post it. And the song is really pretty. But the music video brings a lot of emotion to it and kind of hints at what the song is about. I'll also post a link to the lyrics with a trustworthy translation.

Lyrics: http://lyricstranslate.com/en/mens-moi-lie-me.html

So yes. It was a good day :)
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Now backtrack to yesterday. In French class I learned that my teacher grew up in the same town as one of my favorite French singers, Pascal Obispo ^_^ So I tweeted about it. AND HE RETWEETED IT :O :D Now I know what you're thinking "How stereotypical teenager of you to get so excited over that" but you don't understaaaaaand! I had just been thinking about how weird it is to think that everyone in the world is connected by people they truly know (not just Facebook ''know''). Like, if you think about it, I know my French teacher, she knows a ton of people who live in her hometown. The chances of one of them knowing Pascal Obispo are pretty high. So hypothetically speaking, he and I share a link that is probably around 10-20 people long. Which is pretty small when you think about 1. I live in the US, he lives in France. 2. I'm an ordinary person, he's famous. So to have that close of a connection with someone like that is pretty amazing! [Not to mention that that means I can just add one to however many people connect us to find my connection to Christophe Maé :) I had to get his name in here somehow ;)] So just imagine how connected you are to you're favorite actor/singer/whatever! Just know the right people and it's like your entire world opens up.
Ok back to the retweeting, so in my opinion, that makes all other connection chains unimportant because he noticed one of my tweets which counts as an interaction between the two of us which means....OMG IT'S LIKE I MET HIM ONLY NOT! Ok, my fangirlyness is done...for the moment. Because I have some much sadder news.

So there's this kid...in my French class...and he used to sit behind me but now he doesn't because this stupid annoying freshman who can't shut her big mouth had to be moved so that she would shut up and just MAYBE (though I highly doubt it) get some work done. So now she sits behind me and poor *guy that shall remain unnamed* sits one seat over, in the midst of a gaggle of freshmen girls whose conversations really get on his nerves. Now it isn't that big of a move...but it's so sad :( He's like the only entertaining one in that class. I would get so bored if he wasn't there. And we always partnered up for the partner reads and games and such. And now I can't just discretely slip him the AP Bio homework when he asks for it (ok, maybe that one was a little dramatic, I mean it's only one seat over). But the fact is, I don't like change. I like him though.... :)

-.-

SIGH. Don't you hate it when you find out that someone you...like...having in your life might be moving across the country?!?! Gahhhhhhhhh! :'( [Gracie, I haven't told you about this yet. So if you'd like more info....you know how to contact me]


Well, others than that it has been a good....how ever long ago I found this out. Oh, except for the freaking NRJs on Saturday. (NRJ music awards is a French music awards show.) Merwan Rim didn't win, even though he totally deserved it, and Christophe Maé didn't win, even though he also deserved it. Instead all of these people I don't care about won. Well, Adele (International Song of the Year for Someone like You) is pretty good...And Shakira (NRJ Award of Honor), too. But then they had to go and give the male Award of Honor to Justin Bieber. I mean really? In my opinion, he hasn't been in the business long enough! Sure it's nice to see newbies rise to the top...but he's just this little tween sensation. He should be getting Nickelodeon awards. Not and "Award of Honor."
HUFF. Well...that's my complaint for Saturday.

Hmmmm....Let's see....what else....Well I can't really complain much about today. Except that I have a math test tomorrow and have to have a scene memorized by Friday when I just got it today...Thanks Beets. Thanks.

I just can't wait for this week to be over. Actually, after tomorrow's test it shouldn't be too bad. Anything else that I've forgotten? Well if I think of it later I'll tell you.

Ugh...Why do they have to do this?

I hate it when you are listening to a song and it's really good and sounds great and then the singer hits a note that sounds awkward. It's like "la la la la la la lAa la." I always have a hard time deciding if I like the song or not afterwards.

That is all. For now.

Another Amazing French Guy

This handsome young man is Grégory Lemarchal. In French class we describe him as the French Jessie McCartney. I personally find that to be completely untrue. Grégory Lemarchal is 10X better!!

So, what do you think?

Ok, time to break your hearts. He died. At age 23. From Cystic Fibrosis. Why do the good have to go so young? :'(

...So...8-10 more years of this? O.o

Why do I want to major in a science??? I'm having enough trouble with the electron transport chain and what NADH+ and FADH2 have to do with it. And of course there's the whole cyclic photophosphorylation and it's limitations and how plants overcame said limitations. -.-

Thankfully I'm only MINORING in Biology.

*Pulling hair out, throwing a fit, sharpening a knife while glaring at a picture of a particular person who shall be left unnamed* I'm mad. Can't you tell?

So. Today started out GREAT. Last night I exercised and stretched before bed and went to bed early. I woke up this morning and felt better than usual. School day was going fine and then BAM. Horrible day.
What happened, you ask? Oh, nothing much. I just found out that I REALLY can't trust one of my friends.

Ok, so drama competition is next Saturday. I've been fully memorized, ready to get blocking done and just polish things up. My "partner," on the other hand, is not. We've had this script for AT LEAST a month. If not two. My partner's excuse is that she "get's nervous in front of people" or "blanks out." I understand both of those. But if that's the case then why is it that she can't get through ONE run through when it's just the two of us with no one watching? Oh, that's right, because she's NOT MEMORIZED.
And as if that wasn't stressful enough, today our teacher told us that we have 2 too many groups in our category. SO NEXT CLASS all of the groups in that category are going to get up and perform our pieces in front of the class and he will pick the 4 groups that will go to competition. Guess who it's not going to be. If you guessed "you and your partner" you would be correct.

But it doesn't stop there, oh no. Now I have to find a 5-8 minute monologue and have it ready to go by next Saturday. Isn't that just lovely? Thankfully I've found one. Now I just have to start memorizing it.





ACT TWO

So I don't know about the rest of you, but when I ask a question such as "about how far is it to _________?" I just want a generalization. I DON'T CARE HOW I'M GETTING THERE. I don't care if I'm in a car, on a bus or on freaking roller blades. I DON'T CARE ABOUT TRAFFIC. It doesn't matter if the rest of the world is dead, or if they're all going to the same place I am. So when I ask such a question you should answer with "about _______ minutes/hours/days/weeks/etc." and then just SHUT UP. Don't say "but we'll be on a bus so it might be longer." Don't say "but there might be some traffic." And DO NOT get all pissy with me when I tell you "I don't care about that stuff. All I want is a general distance." I don't care about what you were "just say'n" or "just letting you know." All I want is a freaking generalization. Is that so hard? You seem to do everything else half way, why does something this simple need such a huge explanation?
And when I tell you that I don't care about all of that other stuff, don't continue to argue that you were "just say'n." I don't give a crap. Get it? Just shut up and I'll stop having to tell you that I don't care about all of the variables. Faster you shut up about it, the faster I do.

Oh, and the biggest pet peeve of mine when it comes to situations like this? Saying "OKAY! GOSH!" Because all that does is piss me off.

Hit list.

There are a few things currently on my hit list.
1. My computer mouse. It's dying. It's messing everything up.
2. AP Biology classes. They suck.
3. Youtube. It keeps freezing.
4. Facebook. When I type I don't want to see |  || | |   |
5. The person who invented daylight savings. Screw you.