Oh dear...

They're making me tap-dance as well now.

I'm doomed.

Much Better

This is the weekend I planned on having last week. Not too rushed, but eventful enough to keep me occupied. Great sermon today (Randy rocks), and people are in good moods. Which is nice. For a change. Going over to eat dinner with the Ben, Jon, Brian, Matt, Maiko, and J.P. (I only put J.P. because I haven't the slightest idea how to spell what sounds like "June Pay".) We're supposed to be having some German pancake ball...or something. I heard "strawberries" and just started to nod, because anything that includes strawberries is good in my book.

The musical is coming up very soon (Feb. 16th, 18th, 19th) and I really don't think we'll ever get to the characterization Mr. G planned...come to think of it...I don't think we ever have... Oh well, no worries. As far as what Ms. Krueger has told me, my singing has gotten better. Normally, people take this as a wonderful thing to hear. Not from the land I come from (which is still voting on a name). This compliment means that not only am I tolerable now, but I will be expected to be on stage. With a microphone. With people. Seated. Staring. While I WALTZ.

Now, I'm not quite sure how many of you have waltzed and sang at the same time, but I can assure you, it has a rather dizzying effect. However, if any of you happen to be at the performance, and I just happen to literally "waltz off stage", do not be surprised if I throw my hands up in the air and yell "Ta da!" in attempt to cover up my embarrassment. Because that is something I would do.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Dang...

Wow...*skims through last weekend's posts*...geeze...I was...depressed..."I'm sick of taking things so seriously." yes, well, I do need to work on that..."I don't know know the good times to speak and the great times to shut up..."...yes, that's most definitely true...

Last weekend was provided by:

CHEMICAL IMBALANCE! BORED WITH THE SAME, SUNNY, HAPPY DAYS EVERY WEEK? TRY CHEMICAL IMBALANCE! ONE DOSE OF THIS TURNS YOUR MOST JUBLIANT DAY INTO DISMAL NOTHINGNESS. FOR DEPRESSING TIMES, MAKE IT CHEMICAL IMBALANCE!

The Cheese Stands Alone

The problem I've found with people is
They don't know when to comfort you
Or just
leave

you

alone.

The problem I've found in myself?

I trust no one.

I harbor the angry, bitter masses.

And I don't know the difference between

The good times to SPEAK

And the great times to

Shut

The heck

UP.

Okay, so today wasn't a Relient K day...

It turned out to be a Discover America and Radiohead day. Today could be defined by the following lyrics:

"You'd kill yourself for recognition,
kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror,
you're turning into something you are not."
-High and Dry, Radiohead

I don't know why, I'm just extremely blah today. Today's sermon was reptetive and dulling, dad likes to dub my actions as "typical" for a teenager, and I've felt like a snob all day. I'm sick of not being able to let things go or taking things "too seriously" as compared to other people. I'm sick of being depressed and frustrated and confused with every occurance to the last detail; everything is about the freaking details, and I can't stop it. And most of all, I'm sick of crying. Right now, I feel like breaking a thousand mirrors. I don't care that it's worth 7,000 years of bad luck.

How could I get through a day without music?

Answer: I couldn't. My life is like a soundtrack. Today required the Shins and Iron & Wine. Modest Mouse probably would have fit the bill better, but I only listen to a select few tracks off of Good News for People Who Love Bad News. I just didn't have the energy to censor myself today.

Tomorrow will probably be a Relient K day (well, that rhymes nicely) as Sundays normally are. Monday mornings too. Tuesdays and Wednesdays generally call for Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, and Wolf Parade. Fridays depend on plans. Normally the Garden State and Eternal Sunshine soundtracks when I'm home, White Stripes or Franz Ferdinand when I'm not.

The musical is coming along swimmingly. The set looks great, and the map we created..er, creating...looks great.

WARNING: DO NOT HANDLE BURLAP WITHOUT PROTECTIVE EYE COVERING. KEEP AWAY IF YOU HAVE CONTACTS OR PROBLEMS WITH...FLOATY PIECES OF...BURLAP.

No really, it can get ugly.

Today's thoughts can be summed up in the following lyrical rampage:

"I think I'll go home and mull this over

before I cram it down my throat
at long last it's crashed, the colossal mass
has broken up into bits in my moat."
-Caring is Creepy, the Shins

"I don't know how you can stand next to me

You talk like a noose

And only confuse my perplexity

Now that I'm so sad and not quite right."

-In This Home On Ice, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

"You were no ordinary drain on her defenses

and she was no ordinary girl

Oh, Inverted World

if every moment of our lives

were cradled softly in the hands of some strange and gentle child

I'd not roll my eyes so."

-One by One All Day, the Shins

"But when they're parking their cars on your chest

you've still got a view of the summer sky

to make it hurt twice when your restless body

caves to its whims

and suddenly struggles to take flight..."

-Know Your Onion!, the Shins

"I can cut mustard well enough."

-Girl Inform Me, the Shins

(I just thought that one was funny.)

"They will see us waving from such great heights

"Come down now," they'll say

But everything looks perfect from far away

"Come down now," but we'll stay..."

-Such Great Heights, Iron and Wine

"It has too much to do with me

and secretly I want to bury in the yard

the grey remains of a friendship scarred."

-Kissing the Lipless, the Shins

Lotta Shins, I know, but it sums it up well enough. 'Cept for the mustard one...

But I like cherry better...

You Are Apple Pie

You're the perfect combo of comforting and traditional Those who like you crave security

What Kind of Pie Are You?

Stupid quiz is wrong, I know it.

I greet you, dear reader, with exceptionally late Christmas/New Year's tidings.

Title just 'bout says it. Wow, I haven't posted since last year. We have a lot of catching up to do, don't we?

Let us start with the movie titles I left you with, and perhaps the others I saw after I left you for two odd months as well:

Walk the Line: A-
Why?: Overall chick flick. They touched on general Cash problems- alchol, drugs, infidelity, and hopeless infatuation with June Carter. The main focus was, of course, the relationship development of June Carter and Johnny Cash. The fact that Jaquin Pheonix and Reese Witherspoon did their own vocals makes up for it, no matter how little they sounded like the originals.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire: C-
Why: While it may entertain avid Potter watchers, it had nothing for the dedicated readers to hold on to. The beginning's editing was disturbingly rough, acting as reminders to the reader and keeping ADD viewers in their seats. The acting has developed nicely, but the script plays too much to the fact that the characters are growing up (acne, dating, etc.) and not enough to slightly more pressing matters (muggle hunting, people dying, Dark Lord getting a body by sacrifice, etc.) All in all, I was disappointed.

King Kong: F
Why: All I read or heard was how important this movie was to Peter Jackson, and how it was his dream as a kid to remake it. Entertainment Weekly gave it an A. I really don't understand why; dad, who is in no form a movie critic, agreed that is was terribly made. The dinosaurs and pole-vaulting natives weren't convincing, Jack Black was predictable, sub plots were presented and left to dry, scenes was indecisive, and the gorilla himself almost became annoying. In one section, Ann (the blonde chick) is running, as many damsels in distress do, away from the horrors that are giant monkeys, prehistoric reptiles and massive cetipedes. She runs and she runs, and hides in a log, and then runs some more, and hangs from a branch, then runs again, gets tangled in vines, and then runs yet again, only to be carried back to the same place she ran off from to begin with. It was like the script had several options and couldn't decide on what form of terror would be more fun. I suppose most of my criticism on this movie is from unexpected disappointment. Perhaps Jackson should have taken a longer break from movie making since the Rings trilogy.

The Chronicles of Narnia: A-

Why: It has been awhile since I was last entraced with a film. Narnia not only had wonderful directing, but amazing acting talent as well. The children depicting Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy captured the magic of a new land with perfect looks of utter astonishment. I was especially pleased with Skandar Keynes' performance as the traitor Edmund. (or perhaps I was partial because he looked like a cousin of mine...) The soundtrack is brilliant; the theme fit perfectly and the Lullaby was as entracing as it was meant to be. I only took points off for two things.

1) The goblins, trolls, etc. reminded me of the same orcs and goblins found in Lord of the Rings.

2) The digital seams on Mr. and Mrs. Beaver, Fox, etc, were slightly irking my eye.

However, considering how picky I am, and that these were the only threads I found to pick at, I still give it five stars.

Memoirs of a Geisha: A-

Why: Let's face it, Japanese flick will always be good. The cinematography is beautiful, the stories are capturingly sad, and almost all of them include Ziyi Zhang. Based on Arthur Golden's eastern Cinderella story, Gong Li, Ziyi Zhang, and Michelle Yeoh do wonderfully. Some lines are corny, but in a charming way ("I have lived my life only to bring myself closer to you." (or something to that effect)) and the pity you feel for the characters (even Gong Li's cruel Hatsumomo) makes you dismiss the quotes as necessary. A beautiful movie I am surely going to purchase.