The Black-Fuzzy Mini-Heart Attack

You know what I'm talking about. You see something awkwardly black and fuzzy sitting on your white sock, and have a split-second panic attack cause it could be a spider. But then you realized it's just a strand from the black shag rug, or a piece of hair from Brownie's mane.

And then we calm down.

Not sure why I torture myself with black fuzzy things to give me black-fuzzy mini-heart attacks.

On another note.

I feel like a super accomplished thespian today. I managed to unscrew all the lights in the catwalks, and focused them, and sorted them, AND painted stripes on the wall today. :) If I could figure out how to paint sets for a living... That'd be the shit. :)

And now I need to memorize a story for my story telling class that I'm a little behind in. :D

Oh oh oh oh, and Mom and Dad are coming to the play!! :D I'm super stoked. :DD

This Child is Getting Wildly Out of Wing

Oh I just can't WAIT to be king!!!!

Yep. Everybody look left, everybody look right. Everywhere you look I'll be in the spotlight!

Was talking to one of my friends tonight. She's from Cali, and has three boys. The 15-year-old I have wrapped around my little finger... It's adorable. Anyways, we got to talking and I told her that my deepest darkest secret/dream was to be on the silver screen someday. She got all excited, because she knows people. PEOPLE. We're talking like, her friends hang with Johnny Depp and are casting directors, people. I would like to take a moment and say HOW FLIPPIN' COOL IS THAT?!?!?! :D

I also spent $40 on three pairs of shorts and a zipper hoodie today. So it makes for a really REALLY happy Erika. :D

Annie is coming along great! Wish the parents can come and see the show, but it's probably not gonna happen... Either way, I've realized that I need my theater people. We truly are a different breed. :) 2 weeks until Annie opens... AYOOOH. D: My character is coming along good, although it's pretty easy for me to capture the 'airhead, floozy, blonde'.

6 weeks until summer. so I guess that means 10-11 weeks until Honduras? I should stop spending money on shorts. D: (But they're so awesome. And they make my white legs look awesome. ;D)

I miss my Germany and my Texas a lot right now. I see engagement pictures everytime I open facebook, prom pictures from my sisters prom and I'm like. Aww. :( Feel like I'm missing out a bit. I miss Hera a lot, too. She's such a sweet girl. And my sisters, and my momma and daddy. I just need some crazy loud Texas family time.

Boycast: A new version of the weather. Only on a boy-meter. :) Guy I met at the bar - excellent friend material. Not sure he's looking for more. Then there's the supposed boy who'd be 'PERFECT' - quoth Mayvis, Eddie, and Joe - who has a hard time texting. I've met him once, but he liked my look enough to tell everyone. One of my German's wants my body, but he doesn't want to date me over the internet. Then there's our choreographer that just turned 18... who gives really really good hugs, and rumor has it - he's into me. But until someone busts a move, this free spirit is going to enjoy the options. flirt, and get more of a rep as a dicktease because she refuses to put out. Gotta love small schools. :D

A Lazy Sunday Afternoon

Having survived the insanity that has been the past 3 weeks -- It's amazing how fast that's flown by, btw-- I suddenly have nothing expected of me to do today. So what am I gonna do?

I have a few ideas:

Paint

Write another song

Take a nap. :D

Dance

Read a magazine or my book. Or both

Well. I'm gonna get started on enjoying my lazy sunday. 1 month until thanksgiving break! Yehoo!

He Wants to Be Mine

I was talking with my good buddy, Tiago, who writes songs and plays guitar. He's also from Brazil and is totally yummy to the eyes. :) You can check him out here. Anyways I told him I am getting a guitar, hopefully before Christmas. I stroked his ego a little bit saying how awesome he was at getting the words to form a song. And he told me to just keep writing. He thinks it's fun. :)

I thought that was pretty cool.

So I finished up my 1812 word, 6 page paper, and crawled into bed. But I was thinking, hmmm potential song lyrics. After spending the past 8 hours writing. I started to write again. And here's what we get.

He Wants to Be Mine:

The intent is there
I've just gotta find him.
Nothing too serioius,
Not looking for diamonds
Right now, I'm just looking for someone taller than 5 foot 9...
who wants to be mine.

Fall is here,
The days are getting colder
This girl just wants a pair of strong arms to hold her.
Funny and sweet,
Maybe with bluey-green eyes
who wants to be mine

He could look good shirtless, mowin' grass
Momma says it's better if he's got a nice ass.
He doesn't have to be drop-dead gorgeous,
Just gorgeous is fine.
if he wants to be mine.

I wanna hold him tight, never let go.
We'll run buck-wild where wildflowers grow
Holdin' hands is the biggest high,
When we're laying out under that october sky
My favorite part is stealin kisses,
heart flutters so wild, it's pure bliss, yeah.
All of my crazies, he won't mind

cause he wants to be mine.

:)

Cue applause here.

Thank you, thank you. No seriously, I deserve a metal for writing all that down after spending 7 and a half hours arranging 1812 words across 6 pages for an ethics paper with no direction. :) Then getting up to go run this morning. And now, I'm going to read the play I have to write a paper over tonight. Only two pages, cake compared to that last beast. :)

Ciao!

Lessons From the Past Two Days.

1. Terrorizing little kids at a walk a thon is actually a lot of fun.

2. Picking a fight with a hyperactive buzzed football player could potentially lead you slammed into a door. No injury, but the flight into the door was fun, plus the guy feels guilty.

3. Sprained ankles inhale profusely.

4. Two drunk guys are funnier than one drunk guy.

5. Leaving all 4 papers to write tomorrow, probably wasn't the best idea, but hey you had fun up until that point.

6. I'm on a country music binge. I don't know why. But it's soothing my soul lately.

7. The tigress is still antsy.

8. I really should've ordered my ethics book like 4 weeks ago when the class started?

9. Oils work soooo much better for energy art than acrylics.

10. If I die young, bury me in satin.Lay me down on a bed of roses, sink me in the river at dawn, and send me away with the words of a love song. Love this song.

11. Walmart was more of an adventure than downtown. Haha.

12. I should really get a job. And there's that wonderful word--Should. Yummy.

Tired. Bed. Goodnight.