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Hmmm, on Friday I went to a pathetic yet fun Carbuncle rehearsal, we spent the whole time talking about James Bond. That night I went to the Tree Lighting Ceremony, the choir was singing for part of it. It must have been colder than I thought since we (Alaskans) were much quieter than usual. But it was fun, one of the Mitchell boys was Father Time, and Santa showed up, with military escort no less. I left as soon as the sixteen year old looking girls started singing "Santa Baby" and pressing their bodies against him, no one under 18 should sing that song.
Saturday my cell was ringing off the hook, I was arranging rides, checking movies, and accepted regretful declines. As well as more caroling at Borders.
The party itself was lovely in my opinion. We didn't party as hard as I would have liked but I think everyone had a good time. We ended up going to see Rent after all; I put my foot down and went "phooey". It was a good flick; they left a lot in, added some things, and, of course, took something’s out for time. La Boehm was great, it was just about perfect. Before the flick we were playing DDR. As a rite of passage thing, since I got there early, I made a complete ass of myself by attempting to play, thank the lord no one was there to see. Since Rent is a musical and a gay friendly film they had a preview for "Brokeback Mountain" the big gay love story starring Heath Ledger and Jake Was-Donnie-Darco. I knew what it was the instant it came up, I leaned over Ernie to say to Anthea "Anthea! Gay Cowboys!" when the trailer was over Ernie sighed, "what's wrong?" "I thought it was actually called 'Gay Cowboys'." Poor Ernie, the only boy. It was so odd, I invited so many boys and only one came in comparison to the five girls of eight who made it. I think he enjoyed himself though, half way through the movie he started groaning "damnit, they're singing again." "It's a musical dear; they are supposed to do that." "I know but - damnit!"
We had a good time at the hotel, it was so strange, our room had three TVs, one in each bed room and one in the living room, we didn't turn a single one on all night. Instead we talked and played cards and listened to music, oh and loads of innuendo between Milo and me. She told me about the girl of everyone's wet dreams. Tall, legs for day, creamy skinned, crimson hair down to her ass in the softest of waves, blazing green eyes, sizable chest, owner of a four poster with satin sheets, and horny as all get out *drooo-oools into a gyrating puddle of Jessie goo* So much over sharing, I loved it.
~*~
Lone drop of testosterone in a sea of estrogen.
Delightful, inappropriately loud laughter.
Mounds of vanilla flavored death,
Giggles at crude jokes and ruder revelations.
Showers of sugar and guiltless carbs.
Endless toasts and congratulations,
Shiny red ribbons,
Contented puddles of snores.
Perfect way to ring in legality.
~*~
I made us dinner and I'd baked about 16 mini-cakes the night before. So there was plenty to go 'round. We did get one noise complaint around eleven thirty, and I did try to be quieter but it's just so hard! Apparently I have the loudest laugh of any one they know (Sierra says she has one friend who's louder but not by much), should I feel bad that I'm so loud or should I just say "phooey, I'm enjoying myself!"
Mom had a miserable Sunday, she's had a migraine for nearing forty hours now, it's slowly getting weaker but on Sunday it was so powerful she was nauseous and couldn't drive.
Today went well, classes were fairly good - my kick ball team won 9:1. The Shakespeare test was delayed to tomorrow. I spent my fifth hour schmoozing and getting a rainbow barrette made for me (it goes pretty well with the rainbow bracelet and necklace Caiti made for me, every time I look at my wrist I get this little stab of glee because I see it as a subtle signal to say that I'm bi).
Rehearsal was . . . uncomfortable. Erin and Anthea informed us that at this rate we will not have a show ready for next week; they said that we either need to 'commit' more or else give in and stop rehearsing. I asked if they could leave so we could discuss, Erin gave me such a frustrated look, but I didn't back down on that point. The two of them left, we circled up and we decided that we want to do it, that we will work harder, hell, we made a plan to all get out of our next fifth periods so we can rehearse when we're all there. And that we all want to get together by ourselves (as in Only the Actors) and run through it, Erin shot that right the hell down, which I feel is bullshit and I know that we're going to meet without her anyway, I don't care if she does have an aneurism.
Peer-taughts were due today, mine passed so I'm teaching Improv yet again, which will be fun, I need to learn more games though. I had forgotten that they were due so I was scrounging during lunch to put together a proposal and I improved (ha ha) my speech to the staff, Jean was in the corner making odd signs to psych me out, and they worked. You know how in books they say her cheeks were burning, mine felt like someone was pressing a hot pad to them I was blushing so much.
Swing was loads of fun, I brought Sierra, which was fabulous, I danced with her and Aaron for most of the night, mainly her. I only danced with Kelli once and Squid twice, it was lovely, I was so hyper I stole them both away at odd moments by sliding my hand down their arms and then dragging them onto the dance floor. Dancing with Sierra is so much fun, neither of us really know the steps but she is even more physical than I am, which is saying something, well, not more 'physical' but more sexual. She kept going automatically to closed position and whenever she did that we'd be inches from each others faces, her chest would press against mine and whenever possible she'd grind against me, oh good lord it was fun, we kept trying to out tease/dominate each other. She is the High Queen of teasing but she is such a sub it's adorable. There's this one move you see in movies all the time where the guy grabs the girl and just crushes him against her, that only works with Sierra since I'm awkward with everyone else, or else they get uncomfortable and back away. I am such a craptastic follow, good lord, I'm surprised Aaron is willing to dance with me as much as he does, Duncan is such a nice guy that he wouldn't say no even though I'm terrible, and Squid's just fun, he laughs when I screw up.
Oh, on Sunday, as a rite of passage kinda thing, I went into the Castle (for those who don't know the Castle is a chain porn store) big let down. Not only didn't they card me but I was too embarrassed at the sight of starp-ons, vibrators, and other toys that I do not have the foggiest idea what the hell they are for, that I didn't even ask for the body chocolate or flavored lube/condoms I had gone in for.
Yeah, except for my Mom getting sick and so many people not being able to make the party, my weekend was positively delightful.
I have homework to do. You have my love (happy legality to me) ~J
Saturday my cell was ringing off the hook, I was arranging rides, checking movies, and accepted regretful declines. As well as more caroling at Borders.
The party itself was lovely in my opinion. We didn't party as hard as I would have liked but I think everyone had a good time. We ended up going to see Rent after all; I put my foot down and went "phooey". It was a good flick; they left a lot in, added some things, and, of course, took something’s out for time. La Boehm was great, it was just about perfect. Before the flick we were playing DDR. As a rite of passage thing, since I got there early, I made a complete ass of myself by attempting to play, thank the lord no one was there to see. Since Rent is a musical and a gay friendly film they had a preview for "Brokeback Mountain" the big gay love story starring Heath Ledger and Jake Was-Donnie-Darco. I knew what it was the instant it came up, I leaned over Ernie to say to Anthea "Anthea! Gay Cowboys!" when the trailer was over Ernie sighed, "what's wrong?" "I thought it was actually called 'Gay Cowboys'." Poor Ernie, the only boy. It was so odd, I invited so many boys and only one came in comparison to the five girls of eight who made it. I think he enjoyed himself though, half way through the movie he started groaning "damnit, they're singing again." "It's a musical dear; they are supposed to do that." "I know but - damnit!"
We had a good time at the hotel, it was so strange, our room had three TVs, one in each bed room and one in the living room, we didn't turn a single one on all night. Instead we talked and played cards and listened to music, oh and loads of innuendo between Milo and me. She told me about the girl of everyone's wet dreams. Tall, legs for day, creamy skinned, crimson hair down to her ass in the softest of waves, blazing green eyes, sizable chest, owner of a four poster with satin sheets, and horny as all get out *drooo-oools into a gyrating puddle of Jessie goo* So much over sharing, I loved it.
~*~
Lone drop of testosterone in a sea of estrogen.
Delightful, inappropriately loud laughter.
Mounds of vanilla flavored death,
Giggles at crude jokes and ruder revelations.
Showers of sugar and guiltless carbs.
Endless toasts and congratulations,
Shiny red ribbons,
Contented puddles of snores.
Perfect way to ring in legality.
~*~
I made us dinner and I'd baked about 16 mini-cakes the night before. So there was plenty to go 'round. We did get one noise complaint around eleven thirty, and I did try to be quieter but it's just so hard! Apparently I have the loudest laugh of any one they know (Sierra says she has one friend who's louder but not by much), should I feel bad that I'm so loud or should I just say "phooey, I'm enjoying myself!"
Mom had a miserable Sunday, she's had a migraine for nearing forty hours now, it's slowly getting weaker but on Sunday it was so powerful she was nauseous and couldn't drive.
Today went well, classes were fairly good - my kick ball team won 9:1. The Shakespeare test was delayed to tomorrow. I spent my fifth hour schmoozing and getting a rainbow barrette made for me (it goes pretty well with the rainbow bracelet and necklace Caiti made for me, every time I look at my wrist I get this little stab of glee because I see it as a subtle signal to say that I'm bi).
Rehearsal was . . . uncomfortable. Erin and Anthea informed us that at this rate we will not have a show ready for next week; they said that we either need to 'commit' more or else give in and stop rehearsing. I asked if they could leave so we could discuss, Erin gave me such a frustrated look, but I didn't back down on that point. The two of them left, we circled up and we decided that we want to do it, that we will work harder, hell, we made a plan to all get out of our next fifth periods so we can rehearse when we're all there. And that we all want to get together by ourselves (as in Only the Actors) and run through it, Erin shot that right the hell down, which I feel is bullshit and I know that we're going to meet without her anyway, I don't care if she does have an aneurism.
Peer-taughts were due today, mine passed so I'm teaching Improv yet again, which will be fun, I need to learn more games though. I had forgotten that they were due so I was scrounging during lunch to put together a proposal and I improved (ha ha) my speech to the staff, Jean was in the corner making odd signs to psych me out, and they worked. You know how in books they say her cheeks were burning, mine felt like someone was pressing a hot pad to them I was blushing so much.
Swing was loads of fun, I brought Sierra, which was fabulous, I danced with her and Aaron for most of the night, mainly her. I only danced with Kelli once and Squid twice, it was lovely, I was so hyper I stole them both away at odd moments by sliding my hand down their arms and then dragging them onto the dance floor. Dancing with Sierra is so much fun, neither of us really know the steps but she is even more physical than I am, which is saying something, well, not more 'physical' but more sexual. She kept going automatically to closed position and whenever she did that we'd be inches from each others faces, her chest would press against mine and whenever possible she'd grind against me, oh good lord it was fun, we kept trying to out tease/dominate each other. She is the High Queen of teasing but she is such a sub it's adorable. There's this one move you see in movies all the time where the guy grabs the girl and just crushes him against her, that only works with Sierra since I'm awkward with everyone else, or else they get uncomfortable and back away. I am such a craptastic follow, good lord, I'm surprised Aaron is willing to dance with me as much as he does, Duncan is such a nice guy that he wouldn't say no even though I'm terrible, and Squid's just fun, he laughs when I screw up.
Oh, on Sunday, as a rite of passage kinda thing, I went into the Castle (for those who don't know the Castle is a chain porn store) big let down. Not only didn't they card me but I was too embarrassed at the sight of starp-ons, vibrators, and other toys that I do not have the foggiest idea what the hell they are for, that I didn't even ask for the body chocolate or flavored lube/condoms I had gone in for.
Yeah, except for my Mom getting sick and so many people not being able to make the party, my weekend was positively delightful.
I have homework to do. You have my love (happy legality to me) ~J
