This Is What TIRED Looks Like

So, a basic overview of what my day looked like yesterday:

  1. Get up at 5:30 to start getting ready for school.
  2. Get to school by 6:45 in order to participate in a flash mob to advertise the spring musical.
  3. 7:10 AM: The flash mob is a complete failure due to the hallway we were doing it in being too loud for us to hear the music we were supposed to be dancing too (so we basically looked like a bunch of off-beat flailing chickens instead of actors doing choreography).
  4. Go to classes. Take impromptu physics test in first hour. Get a really good score on a practice quiz for the AP lit test next week in fourth hour (12 our of 15! Whoohoo!!!). Talk about showering and hand washing methods at lunch (believe it or not, this is one of my table’s more normal conversations) while eating a Popsicle won for third hour class’s participation in the spirit days all week. Sit and do nothing during fifth hour independent study.
  5. Skip sixth and seventh hour to get into costume and practice for the assembly at the end of the day. Perform excerpts from the spring musical at assembly. Have assembly turn into a massive sob-fest when we seniors all realize that this is our last assembly of high school ever. Go take senior class photo while still half in costume while everybody around me’s crying their eyes out (not the administration’s best idea).
  6. Go get out of costume. Go to after-school spring festival and do inflatable obstacle course, get yearbook, fail at a cupcake walk, etc. Leave from festival early to get food from Arby’s because, even after four years of complaining, they are yet to supply vegetarian options at the spring festival.
  7. Come back to school. Get in costume again. Perform spring musical.
  8. Host the theatre company after-party and spend half the night making sure that nobody feeds Sammy, seeing as she is on a diet and allergic to almost as many things as I am, and the other half watching people play Just Dance.
  9. 12:30 AM: Finally escort the last of the company members — a bunch of underclassmen who I either don’t know, or else don’t know well enough to kick out — out of house.
  10. Help clean up from party and talk with Mom while she comes down from her accidental caffeine high until 1:30 (she didn’t realize the pop she was drinking all night was caffeinated, so she was WIRED).
  11. Come upstairs and avoid going to sleep, seeing as it involves effort (washing stage makeup off, getting into pajamas, etc) until 2:30.
  12. Go to sleep.
  13. Wake up at 7:30, completely incapable of falling back asleep again, despite the fact that it was ONLY FIVE HOURS OF SLEEP AFTER EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY.
  14. Look like this while typing blog post:

I’m a lovely human being, you know.

Last week of school before finals, this week! AND PROM IS THIS FRIDAY!!! 😀 I’ll have to get a picture of my dress for you guys!

~Julia

Wordy Wednesday (“Lamplight”)

GUESS WHO FINISHED HER AP LIT PROJECT???!! THIS GIRL FINISHED HER AP LIT PROJECT!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAAT!!!!!!!! 😀

Ahhumm. Anyway.

This week’s Wordy Wednesday is a poem I wrote back a couple weeks ago, around my birthday, called “Lamplight.” It’s kind of dark (no pun intended), so lo siento about that.

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Light blinking on and off

Candle in a storm

Electric lamp swinging back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth

Right left, on off, can’t breathe in this

Darkness, rain, hurricane

Off

On

Cover your eyes

Look between your fingers

Blink, open, blink

On off

Please

Stay

On

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Also, in other news: The spring musical went really awesome last weekend — I got a ton of compliments, which just blew me away because I thought I sucked — and then that continues this weekend. 🙂 Oh, and GUESS WHAT TODAY IS!! “Rep Your Favorite Artist Day” at school! Check out my Taylor Swift faces:

(You know you’re jealous of my mad impersonation skills.)

Tomorrow is my mom’s birthday! If you guys could leave her a “Happy Birthday!” comment below, it would be super awesome. 🙂

~Julia

This is an Apology…

Three things I’ve learned this weekend:

1.) I GOT ACCEPTED TO THE UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN!!!!!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😀

2.) MY HIGH SCHOOL THEATRE COMPANY’S GOING ON TO THE STATE FINALS FOR THE THEATRE COMPETITION WE’RE IN!!!!!! DOUBLE AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

3.) Three words, all smushed into one blob without spaces: ThePianoGuys. (Oh my gosh. Most amazing people ever. They’ve made me fall in love with classical music.)

And now for the apology:

I don’t have time to do Writer’s Digest Conference notes this weekend. I’M SO SORRY! I promise I’ll be back on them again this Wednesday, but things have been really hectic all weekend (as you can probably tell from my list), and it’s my dad’s birthday today (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!), and just all kinds of stuff. I’m pushing it time-wise even posting this much, so yeah — I’m really sorry, but I promise we’ll be back to notes again as soon as possible, okay?

Oh, and one last thing:

My friend-slash-awesome-writer-person Tatiana recently posted a hilarious guide to living with writers on her blog. Check it out!

“Writers, I have found, are by nature, very finicky.  Little things drive them (me…) insane.  This, in turn, drives others insane.  Especially if you are the writer’s mother, father, sister, brother, best friend, or anyone else who must deal with them on a daily basis.  It sucks, it’s confusing, and when they go completely berserk on you I’m sure you consider having them committed.

Maybe this (only slightly) exaggerated list will give you a little insight into what you did wrong and just why  your lovely little writer went completely berserk on you.”

Talk to you all on Wednesday!

~Julia