Relaxing tonight

I'm about to have a very relaxing evening. My birthday celebration has been postponed again, so I'll have all day tomorrow to do my math and work on AP Bio! I may have even more time since a snow day has been predicted for Monday, as well.

My sister is bringing me home pancakes and I can't wait; I just want to eat that warm fluffy goodness and then take a nice long nap. I'm running on two and a half hours of sleep, and that is something I would never wish upon anybody!

Area Conference

First things first, this conference was incredibly lame. Only six schools showed up, so it was pretty mediocre to begin with. Then, pretty much everything else was incredibly meh. All the shows that screened outside of our one-acts- one about the dangers of heroin and one that was basically a metaphor about the Israel-Palestine conflict- were pretty dull and melancholy. We were honestly the only comedic aspect of the entire conference! The workshops weren't very helpful/interesting and I didn't really care for the instructors at all. They had brought in Chipotle for lunch, but since everything was premade you couldn't really get what you wanted (like I had to deal with salsa and black beans! I mean I'm cool with the beans but black beans aren't my first choice) and all of the burritos were cold, which was highly unpleasant. Basically, the best thing about the conference was seeing some of my friends from other high school theater programs and from my school. Now I'm just ridiculously tired!

Goodnight!

My Dream Interview with Bill O'Reily

Bill: Thank you for coming here toni-
Me: So what's it like being a grumpy old man?
Bill: Whaaaa-
Me: Did you get a chance to tell some young whippersnappers to get off your lawn? I hear that's always great recreation as your body slowly and painfully fades into oblivion and your mind and senses begin to fail you as your days quickly become numbered.
Bill: EXCUSE
Me: NO! BAD BILL! Sit. Stay. Shut the fuck up and let me finish talking for once in your life. Do you invite people here just to talk over them?! That's not much of an interview or a discussion or whatever the fuck you want to call it! AND HOW DO YOU NOT SEE THE IRONY IN CALLING A NEWS OUTLET "PROPAGANDA" WHEN YOU WORK FOR FUCKING FOX NEWS?!"

*mic drop* and walk away...

I HATE BILL O'REILY

Good lord Bill O'Reily needs to die already and save the world a lot of trouble. A woman on FunnyOrDie.com is challenging him to a fistfight for tearing apart her sister on his show. Her sister is a journalist who wrote an article criticizing American Sniper. He called her a "propagandist" a "dictator" and a "terrorist sympathizer" and all these other ridiculous things. He always invites people onto his show and never lets them say their piece. He literally told a guy that he was a "nut" within the first thirty seconds of their "discussion." The discussions on that show are really one-sided, it's just Bill O'Reily not letting people finish their fucking sentences while spewing his half-crazed rantings.

My new goal in life is to troll Bill O'Reily on his show before he can troll me. I will interrupt him at every turn, ask him degrading questions just as he does, and under no circumstance allow him to finish his sentence.

I finally finished reading, oh my goodness! The book itself is very intriguing and significant, it's just easy to get lost in thought and take forever on a section.

I'm trying to get through the section of Gulliver's Travels that I had for homework over the weekend, but I just don't have the motivation right now!!!!

Tomorrow I'm heading to the Northeast Ohio Area Theater Conference. It's not necessarily the best conference, but each one is what you make of it! My one-act show is performing, and I'm definitely looking forward to that. I never got to perform at any conference before, so I'm pretty pumped, even if it's only Area. Like my freshman year, they took the murder mystery (that I had a lead role in!) to the State Conference and it was incredibly popular. The thing was that we had two casts and only one could perform at States, so I opted not to attend the conference that year. I wish I had, because I always hear such wonderful things about it. My sophomore year was a dud year for theater because we switched directors. None of our shows were invited to Area or States. My junior year we switched back to our former director, and the shows themselves improved immensely. Our fall play's set was far too elaborate to take to States, so even though we were adjudicated by a NEOdTA representative and had excellent reviews from them, we would not have been able to perform at the conference anyways. Our murder mystery that year was also asked to perform at States, but since we would arrive back at the beginning of the Musical's tech week and half of the murder mystery cast was in the musical, we did not perform the show to States, even though everyone in it attended the conference. Of course, the one play that I don't do this year gets taken to States! I'll still be needed to help out backstage and with tech and stuff, but that's never the same as performing. 

So even though tomorrow's conference is tiny and fairly insignificant, I'm just happy to be performing.

On the bright side, I hardly have any homework so I can get a fair amount done tonight!

I just had a three-hour long nap and it was GLORIOUS! I have to wake up ridiculously early tomorrow so I'm going to be incredibly tired.

So you know how I was super nervous for Newspaper today?

It turned out that I didn't need to be. We were only doing individual self-evaluation work with our adviser, so there was no drama whatsoever. However, my co-editor is very very very very angry nonetheless and set up a meeting with the school principal and I! I don't really feel so much that it's necessary; she's being somewhat emotional about all of this stuff, but if she goes there alone it'll turn into this big mess. I have to be there to try to put things in perspective. I try to stay out of drama, but with my position I'm always sucked right into the middle of it!

Goodnight!!!!!

So about that whole "getting to bed by 10:30" thing? Yeaaaaahhhhh I'm all hyper now so that isn't about to happen! 

So I'm kinda nervous about tomorrow...

In class today during Newspaper, we had a guy from the company that is developing our app talking to us about how to use some of the features. It was interesting, and I'm looking forward to seeing how things turn out! After that, however, the staff adviser revealed that even though I thought another girl I worked with this morning and I were able to send the issue to our printer properly, there were several pages that had some sort of "error" and we can't print until next week. She said things about "feelings flying around" and other things of that ilk and that tomorrow, some people would be working on playing with the app software and then others are going to have a lovely private chat with her about all the things that went wrong. There's no way that I am not at this meeting, with my position. I just know something terrible is going to happen and somebody is going to be incredibly upset and tears are probably going to happen somewhere along the line. I've dealt with enough tears in that class this year, whether they're mine or someone else's, and I'm not in the mood to handle even more.

900th Post!!!!

I JUST HAVE TO FILM ONE SCENE AND THEN I AM DONE PRAISE BE!!!!

Also, HOLY CRAP 900 POSTS!!!!!!!!!!

My math homework was actually INCREDIBLY easy, so all I have left to do tonight is read some more of Gulliver's Travels for English and film one short scene for Video Production and I'm done!!! It's glorious! I think I can be in bed by 10:00 and that makes me want to cry tears of joy!!!!!!!

I have a terrible headache right now and I just want to sleeeeeeeeeep

Ugggggghhhh I don't want to do my homework or anything right now; I just want to lie in bed and wait for the week to be over already! Tomorrow needs to go as fast as humanly possible...

1/29/15

Today was atrocious. Well, this morning was really atrocious, the rest of the day was a blur. 

So I get up early as can be so I can get to stupid school to read the stupid paper before the stupid printer's stupid deadline. Even still, I'm running late due to traffic. I nearly got killed by an idiotic woman who wouldn't wait for me to pass her before she switched lanes who nearly drove into the passenger's side engine of my car. Thankfully, I'm quick to get on my horn and gave her an earful. I actually rode her tail for a while, blaring my horn. I always do that to people who try to kill me. After that, I may have been caught by a traffic camera in Akron on my way to school. I was accelerating after a stop sign and saw a bright flash of light from a large Plexiglas box and knew I was done for. 

None of this would have happened if I hadn't been manipulated by this girl. None of it! I was rushing to get up the hill to school because I knew that if I was late she'd be so so angry and would not hesitate to publicly berate me. I get to the room, holding back tears from my frustrating drive in, my guilt from having to lie to the one girl, and the shitty feeling of being manipulated. SHE WASN'T EVEN THERE!!!!!!  The nerve of her, to manipulate me and hurt me like that and send me through this pile of shit to not even show up!!!!!! I didn't even end up having to do anything for the paper anyways. I was just a warm body in the room. I could have been a warm body in bed, and for that I am incredibly angry. 

Goodnight.

I hate everything.

Kinda funny how the scholarship essay I'm working on right now is all about optimism when I'm incredibly pessimistic and nihilistic! It's kinda strange how I'll always try to convince myself that I'm an optimist. Maybe a part of me believes that if I say it enough, it'll happen! I guess that's optimism in and of itself...

I hate everything. God is dead. There is no meaning to life. You go through shitty experience after shitty experience and then you die. A++ JOB, UNIVERSE!

Things just got infinitely worse...

Guess what?! MORE NEWSPAPER BULLSHIT!

That's correct- the whole situation just keeps getting worse and worse and worse! So you remember how I wasn't supposed to let the girl whose editorial got pulled know that it happened or else World War IV would happen? Well she asked me if things were finished and if she could come in early to help finish putting the issue together. Ordinarily, this would have been just fine! Except if she came in early, she'd learn all about what happened with her editorial... 

So, my staff adviser and the girl who gave me the instructions in the first place instructed me to lie my way out of it. I did, and I feel atrocious for it. This girl who wrote the article was so passionate about it and worked incredibly hard revising it to fit the standards that we thought our school's administration could stomach, but no. I feel bad, I don't want her to become discouraged. 

And after that, I get guilted into giving up the one good thing that was going to happen to me this week- Late start Thursday. I now have to be at school by 7:30 to read over the paper since "I haven't been doing my job as an editor and making the time sacrifices for this paper." 

I never felt so low in so long.

I actually managed to finish all of my homework, for once! It's actually the first night in weeks where I have tackled a seemingly daunting workload and finished before 10:30!  Now I can attempt to work on scholarship essays for a little while!