Summer reading.

TA DA!! I CAN READ! I've already read most of these. Why not read them again?
And yes, I put the soundbeam2 handbooks in there.
(Click on books for a better look!)

Oh urbandictionary.com. Such an honest kidder.

Catching up... (written throughout the day)

So I really should be tackling the disaster that is my room but that's just not very appealing to me at the moment. And I have few things to say.

First, a few weeks ago Kat and I went to this restaurant, High Cotton, in celebration of our college-going-ness and surviving the gov school (We'd been planning it all year. We were quite proud of the fact we actually did it). We dressed up and went on our "date." Unfortunately, the people at High Cotton thought we really were on a date. ( I mean with my edgy hair cut and Kat's pants, how could we not be?) So we were seated in the downstairs dining room. Now, if you haven't been to High Cotton, it's a nice restaurant. It's a little pricey. It's a restaurant for the more wealthy southern folk. (High Cotton...hmmm. the south and cotton. High cotton...Big plantations. Slaves...no way.) Anyways, we go down to the lower dining room, where a month or so earlier we had fancy finger food with people who supported the school, and there are tables lining the wall next to the sidewalk. (This wall happens to be made of windows) All of the tables are filled along the windows except one. The rest of the tables in the dining room are empty. Naturally, it would make sense to seat us next to the window. Nope! We were seated along the other wall, away from the windows. And our order was taken with some weird sort of energy. ("LIKE OMG THEY'RE A COUPLE! GASP GASP GASP"...but of course, nothing was said.) We "ladies" were offered wine. When we informed our waiter that we were too young, we "girls" were later asked if we needed anything else. But that's beside the point. The next couple to arrive, made of one man and one woman, were seated at the window. How nice. We enjoyed our dinner of appetizers and desserts (because really, we can't afford High Cotton) and endured a little southern homophobic vibes throughout our meal.

And that's not the end of my story. The other night I was taping the receipt from dinner in my journal and I realized that High Cotton is part of this thing called Maverick Southern Kitchens. And I just have to laugh, having been Sarah Palin for Halloween. Of course they would give Kat and me weird vibes.


In other news, I watched the Tony's last night! YAY TONY!!! It was quite enjoyable, although Shrek the Musical kind of freaks me out, just a little. However, (now my govie is going to come out), something that was said really stood out to me. I believe it was said that this year was the highest grossing year on Broadway. (Also according to playbill.com: "The 63rd Annual Tony Awards, hosted by Harris June 7 at Radio City Music Hall, were viewed by 7.45 million people, a 19 percent increase from the previous season.") Now, this is like the ultimate IN YOUR FACE SUCKAS! moment for me, only it came a little too late. Long story short, my entire time spent in non-arts school was spent trying to prove that the arts were important and people cared and needed the arts. (and athletics sucked...) To no avail if you must know...So why did this stick out for me so much? Why care? As we are in an economic recession, a time of budget cuts and cutting back, it would probably be expected that Broadway shows would suffer. Tickets are expensive! But instead, in this time of don't buy anything unnecessary, Broadway, doesn't suffer (as much). And this only proves the necessity of art. We need it and we know we do (even if we don't always acknowledge it). If I've learned anything from Humanities class, it's this: Art thrives in hard times. Because as humans, we need a way to express those feelings associated with the hard times. And we can all relate to it. Perhaps that mentality can spread to other parts of the country. We need to understand the importance of art or at least feel the pull. I am in full support of arts education, (duh) but what might be even more important than a detailed education, is just to get people to experience it and then want more. They might not completely understand it, but something inside of them does.

And I should stop before I get incoherent or sappy, or both. In other Tony news, Bret Michaels got attacked by the scenery, Edie Falco is HOT, Angela Lansbury is old but talented, I'm going to see Hair when I go visit my NYC friends when I'm in Boston, Neil Patrick Harris was adorable and I'm still not going to be an actor.

In my life news, I'm playing with a soundbeam2 tomorrow, I went to the Y today and thought I was going to die, Nia Vardalos is beautiful, I'm still writing thank you notes for graduation, I'm babysitting this summer, and my step brother's engagement-y photographs are beautiful.

And I got this thing!^^^ It really works! It's made by Zyliss. Mine is green. I haven't named it.

You aren't a creeper if:

THIS MAKES SENSE TO YOU.

LOP = [=
HNC = ]=


If you see this and this makes perfect sense to you, I want you to know you are awesome. I LOVE YOU! =]

This is strange/newsboys=love

Two weeks from today, I'm going to be at home. (Or the convent...depending on when my Jubilee preparation servitude begins). I'm going to be at home and I won't be thinking about making a trip back to school. I'm not going to be an actor anymore. I won't have to feel like I am violating every single person I meet in an attempt to study them for some sort of eccentric human behavior that I log in my brain for later use. (Not like I do that now, but there's always that stupid pressure to do it..."I met someone cool this weekend...Oh I didn't get a chance to embed them in my brain, sorry... I'm a bad actor....")

I got the new newsboys album. LOVE IT!!!! In the Hands of God. Buy it if you haven't already. I can't stop playing it. It's wonderful. It's also sad because it's the last newsboys album that will have Peter Furler as lead singer. SADNESS. I love Peter Furler and his voice is one of my favorites. Michael Tait has a good voice I suppose but the Aussie feel isn't there. (He isn't Australian, you see). I WANT MY AUSSIE FEELING!!! Now all that's left is Duncan, who's awesome but he's the drummer. Duncan is a beast. Just watch the newsboys old podcasts. Ahhh. That makes me miss Paul Colman. Although I don't miss him completely because I bought his cd History (another valuable purchase) but I want him back in newsboys. He gave me a high five at the concert this summer. If you don't have newsboys GO cd, get that too because THAT CD is BANGIN'. Well this blog has turned into me getting mushy over my boys and not my school. oh well... I LOVE NEWSBOYS FOREVERRRRRRRRRRR. Or at least til this CD. We'll see what Michael Tait has to bring to the table. Peter is still writing the music---LIZ STOP IT. GO TO SLEEP! WRITE YOUR FRENCH EXAM. MEMORIZE THE ANSWERS TO THE PHYSICS EXAM.

oh yeah. we went to Krispy Kreme today. I ate 3 donuts. I'm going to go scrub myself with this blackberry scrub Kat and I bought today. I'm going to smell like pie! I hope this stuff doesn't make me break out...it was discontinued----CRAP. I did it again! I'm going to get hooked on a discontinued item.

IS IT THE APOCOLYPSE or did Lindsey just check us in at 10:30 and only say hi? Weird. Which brings me back to my original blog title. THIS IS STRANGE.... I'm going to go exfoliate with some fruit now.

Let's wake up the world

So I have some explaining to do I guess. A few months ago, I posted my jubilant declaration of "APP STATE! WATAUGA GLOBAL COMMUNITY!!!" or something like that. And as of last Monday, that is what I was proclaiming. Well, then I find out I've got this amazing opportunity to go to Lesley University and I didn't really have very much time to make a decision. I had to chose between App State and Lesley. I chose Lesley. It's strange because I've been all for Appalachian State. (So much that people think I've wanted to go there all my life and that I've wanted to be a creative arts therapist all my life too...that just shows how people don't pay attention to me half the time or they are just forgeful...) But now I realize how I really should be at Lesley. I mean I'm going to get to get an undergraduate in Expressive Arts Therapy. Duh, why wouldn't I want to go? I think App State was just safe. It was too easy really. But Lesley wasn't as easy. And it's been presented in quite a challenging way. (I already sent in EVERYTHING for App State). So tomorrow, I will be filling out everything for Lesley.
I sound crazy, changing my mind suddenly like this. But this wouldn't have happened if it wasn't supposed to happen. I needed a sign, I got it. It wasn't what I planned but so far that hasn't really been a problem. The same thing happened this summer. I was going to be an actor one day, and the next day, I dropped it and chose something new. It isn't because I'm indecisive. There wasn't a lot of going back and forth. I don't feel the need to go into detail in the why of this whole change on at the drop of hat business. It's personal. (believe it or not, I do keep a few things to myself). But I'm really excited. I'm giving up a lot by going to Lesley. But at the same time, I'm gaining so much more! (Um a bachelor's and master's in 5 years? YES!!!!!) Besides, I've got Govies close by and my wonderful cousin near me too. Things work out. I trust Him. =]

PS. I'm going to be a lynx! Which is awesome because I do a mean cat makeup!!

Lesley

Wise Blood

From my new big journal. =]

Tree Hugger.

Yesterday was Earth Day!!! We watched An Inconvenient Truth in Physics. (My school rocks). I didn't like it as much as I liked The 11th Hour. (Which we watched in acting class...once again, my school rocks). An Inconvenient Truth was alright, but The 11th Hour gives more perspectives on the earth. An Inconvenient Truth is basically just Al Gore talking about global warming. The 11th Hour encompasses many more aspects of keeping our Earth alive and provides view from a numerous amount of people from all different nations, religions, races and ages.

I hope that one day, all humans, especially Americans, can realize that we are hurting our planet. Yes, the temperature on Earth has fluctuated in the past, but this time, we are preventing it from going back down. It isn't going to fluctuate this time, it's going to keep rising! In the past, the fluctuation was natural. Now we are forcing it to rise faster. It makes perfect sense. Of course the Earth was cooler in 1880. Earth's population was roughly over 1 billion, there were no cars, and electricity wasn't standard in a house. Now, we share the planet with over 6.7 billion people, many households have more than one car, if not more than two (our family is guilty of that), and electricity is taken for granted. And to top it all off, we are destroying the trees and sucking the earth dry of its resources just so we can make highly processed foods, upgrade our TV's, and buy gas-guzzling Hummers to make us all fat, lazy and apathetic.

Humans and animals (they are on the earth too) can breathe without hurting the planet. We do make carbon dioxide as humans. And guess who uses the carbon dioxide we animals make? Trees and other glorious plants. Now unfortunately we are getting rid of our NATURAL friends who help this cycle and we are replacing them with either fields that die after a few years or giagantic factories or parking lots filled with cars that produce carbon dioxide that can't be compensated for (because we cut down the trees remember?). Also, it's not just carbon dioxide. Other man made chemicals are filling our atmosphere. We can't just take out everything natural and replace it with machines and unnatural substances. It isn't fair. ...I've been thinking about this blog for days...

That big word

...A disorder that causes people to pull out the hair from their scalp, eyelashes, eyebrows, ... [arms]... resulting in noticeable bald patches. Hair pulling varies greatly in its severity, location on the body, and response to treatment. For some people, at some times, [it's] is mild and can be quelled with a bit of extra awareness and concentration. For others, at times the urge may be so strong that it makes thinking of anything else nearly impossible.

...currently defined as an impulse control disorder but there are still questions about how it should be classified. It may seem to resemble a habit, an addiction, a tic disorder or obsessive-compulsive disorder. Most recently, it is being conceptualized as part of a family of "body-focused repetitive behaviors" (BRFBs)...

from TLC