Plants are not inanimate

So I was randomly singing one of the songs from Little Shop of Horrors yesterday. The "Feed Me" song. I really don't even know if that's the name of the song. But I realized that Seymour says "You're a plant, an inanimate object." Yet by definition, a plant is not an inanimate object since they are living organisms and even have some form of movement (research flowers that tilt into the sun). So in a way, the plant was right to say "Does this look inanimate to you." Creepy.

In other news, I went shoe shopping yesterday. I was looking for new shews to replace my old good shoes. I went to a discount shoes store since its the only place nearby. I originally tried looking for shoes in a 9 1/2 W but they were to big. In the end I had to go all the way down to a size 8. I ended up buying the most darling pair of black heals. They have about a two inch heel, are made of synthetic material, and have these adorable little bows on the front. You might say they look like they were made for little kids but honestly, what little kid wears high heels. Anyways their awesome but I have to wear them around the house before the gala. I don't wear heals to much so it will take some getting used to. I think I'll Post a picture later, since I don't have any pictures right now.

Today the yearbooks were handed out. They increased the price by $3 this year so that the year books could be printed in full color and I must say it was worth it. The photos look so much better in color. However they messed up on my grad writeup. They only printed like half of it. But at least they put the AV team picture in this year and I even got a picture in by myself. One where I am eating in the AV office. Mr. Rocko says that this is the first year they have gotten the name right, calling us the AV team instead of the tech crew. The only bad part is that, because of the timing, Jane is still in the picture even though she quit the team. That might make her think that she is still on the team.

Another bad thing is that we have to clean up the cage sometime soon. It is a disaster. I say leave it until after exams, when Craig and I have graduated. I don't get the point of Mr. Rocko taking the time to organize everything to his liking when he is about to graduate. If you think about it, it might be smarter to let the Orange Hat Boy organize the cage since he is going to be team lead next year. Speaking of OHB, B-rocker to Mr. Rocko that OHB has to set up the sound and lighting for the Athletics banquet all by himself (with supervision) to prove that he can do it. On the bright side, PHead seems to have accepted the fact that OHB will be team leader next year and he (PHead) won't. Although I suspect he is just biding his time to come up with a plan to take power. At the start of the year he tried to take power from Mr. Rocko, even going so far as to say "Do you mind if I sign this as Co team leader." For a guy who wants to go into the military, he sure seems to have a problem with authority. He wouldn't go up to his commander and say "Do you mind if I sign this as Commander Phead". Its just not right.

I don't know why I have been going on for so long. Probably because Mr. Rocko is working on English in the resource room so he is not here to continuously interrupt me. I still have another 45 minutes of spare though. If I had known that Mr. Rocko was working in resource this period, I would have gone home at lunch time.

With yearbooks always comes another thing, yearbook signings. I haven't gotten a lot of signatures since grade 9 but I think I will try to this year, seeing as how I am graduating. I will probably bring my yearbook to Band Practice this morning and get some of my fellow Band members to sign it. It's kind of sad to think about how fast these past four years have gone by. Or that I will be going of to University next year, 7 hours away from home. And that Mr. Rocko won't be an hours bus ride away because he got wait listed at the university he wanted to go to.

In other news, we had the cake auction last Friday I think. Mr. Rocko and I were the representatives for our class. Our class only raised like $11 so we only got one thing. Mr. Rocko was left bidding while I went to get a microphone from the cage and when I came back he told me that he had bid blindly on something. We later found out it was cupcakes. There were not enough for everyone so those who had contributed money got a whole cup cake and I got a whole cupcake because I was a class representative and everyone else had to make do with splitting cupcakes.

I am starting to get worried because I have to by a prom dress soon. I have not worn a dress since I was 12. I don't own any dresses and I have no idea where to go shopping for a prom dress. I don't even know what a prom dress looks like. Any hints would be appreciated.

I had a busy weekend because I had a lot of things to study for, including a biology test, a math test, and a math summative. I am also busy studying computer science since our written test is coming up soon. Basically that's everything in my life right now. How boring!

Oops not that way

So I got lost driving home from my friends house today. The people who designed the intersection there were brainless. It is so confusing and it's impossible to see the street signs. It took me 15 minutes to get home since I had to drive all the way around Bridlewood. On top of that, my dad informed me that the car could have stopped at any time on me since he was changing the battery earlier today and hadn't finished tightening one of the rods. Rod coming apart= stopped car. Anyways it annoyed me that it took so long to get home. On the other hand I did get to sigh see a bit. It all sucks in the end. That combined with the fact that I have school tomorrow makes me pissed of. On the bright side the reviews form Little Shop of Horrors were out in the paper today. The full review complemented Mr. Rocko and I.

Tear Down, Uni, and Random Thoughts

So first of all I know I still have to post more on how the show went. And second off all the bad part about having our equipment permanetly in place for two months is that now we have to tear it all down. And believe me that is a lot of work. Considering the set up origionally took almost an hour. Defenitely something I'm not looking forward to. Even after Little Shop of Horrors is over, it's not really over.The universities are also starting to get to me. Yesterday I got a letter and a phone call from Queens, and I don't even want to go to Queen's. They are certainly annoying me. Mr. Rocko has yet to hear from the uni he wishes to attend even though they said he would hear by last week. They lied and acted bitchy when he called about it.
Now on to the random thoughts. I was thinking about time travel this morning because of something I saw on tv. In order for time travel to be possible, the past, present, and future would have to exsist silmoultaneously. However there is evidence to support that theory. One of these is being able to see the future. I'm not talking about the carnival show tell your future crap. I'm more talking when people see something that is going to happen in a dream. The type of thing where people often see the future without knowing their dreams will "come true" until they actually happen. In order for someone to be able to see an event that will come, the future must be happening at the same time as the present. But on the other hand, this very thing defies logic. Or perhaps it doesn't. Maybe when we see the future we are really jumping along to another part of our conciousness. I don't have time to explain what I mean now and I really think these are thoughts better left for another day.

Last Day- finally

Today is finally the last day of the Little Shop of Horrors performance. Yesterday we did our cappies performence yesterday. We haven't seen the reviews yet but Mrs. Hinkleman's husband was watching the Cappies people were laughing and seemed to be enjoying themselves. Everything has gone well so far. Besides the fact that I have a ton of homework this weekend. That includes catchup homework for classes I have missed. I have to catch up on my computer science work. I have not been to computer science in a couple of days. There was also a problem during the dress rehearsal with a proffesional wearing a motercycle and riding a leather jacket. During the first performance Mushnik forgot one of his props and had to cover up on the fly. The last show starts in an hour and a half. I'm at school already but I am hiding out in the Computer Lab. I created an algorithm that I hope will let me finish the computer science program I was working on. Mr. Rocko is sitting next to me singing the meek shall inherit. Yesterday the Pig showed up for the performance wearing jeans and an ugly t-shirt when the rest of us were in dress clothes. And then he got dandruff all over it. That was disgusting. There is lots more to say about the Little Shop of Horrors but I am to distracted to right now. More later.

D-day

Tommorow is D-day. The opening day for Little Shop of Horrors. Yesterday was the official dress rehearsal before a live audience. The dress rehearsal went suprisingly well. The director was impressed with the Lighting again and the sound was the best I have ever seen...err heard it. The only blip of the entire show was the Pig. He once again live up to his name, eating two sandwhiches, a whole bag of carrots, and a Bag of Doritoes over the course of a couple hours. Including eating throughout the entire second act. And he was the only one who was in the main house, sitting with the audience, in plain view. It was quite disgusting actually. Mr. Rocko was pretty pissed of and it made me one to pummel the pig. Except that then I would have to touch him. Ewww. Anyways there is a short rehearsal today and then D-day tommorow. I'm behind in my math (by a lesson) and I have to tests next week. I won't be in class all day tommorow and I have to do a lab at lunch. Then I will be here from like 7:50 in the morning to like 10:00 at night on Thursday and Friday. In other news Mr. Rocko has decided to make a lifestyle choice. He got rid of all the chips and the chocolate and is going on a diet. I was so sad yesterday because he bought no fat chocolate milk and drank the whole carton and then realized it was 600 calories. I don't know why that makes me so sad but it does. It makes me want to cry. I hope he finds success in his health phase.

Ouchies and Boardem

There is not really much to say right now. My back is sore and I don't know what to do. I went to Mr. Rocko's yesterday and I had a rehearsal during the day but that was about it. Nothing major happened during rehearsal except that the Pig wasn't there and he never said he wasn't going to be there. I am worried a little bit about school because I have a Computer Science test and a Biology quiz on Tuesday but I haven't studied yet. I'll study Computer Science with Mr. Rocko during spare tomorrow since he is in my class. I will have to study for my Biology quiz tomorrow evening. I got 60 % on the last quiz so I have to study really hard for this one since I need to raise my mark. I also have a Math test approaching and I need to catch up on some Math tomorrow evening. That on top of rehearsal after school. I really don't know what I am supposed to do.

Better Days

So life has gotten better in terms of the Little Shop of Horrors and the Director. The director was a lot nicer at the last rehearsal. She left me on my own without calling out the cues and she was really pleased with how well I did the cues. I guess that is weight off her shoulders to know that her lighting director is competent. There was an incident with Jane today. She was telling her friends about how we keep chocolate in the office. She didn't realize I was standing behind her at the time. And then she went into the office to check if there was any candy in the stash. There was some but I didn't even let her check. Mr. Rocko gave her a talking to and she gave some serious attitude. We had the day off from rehearsal today and I only had to go to one class because Math was cancelled and during computer science we were setting up for an assembly. As well Mr. Rocko changed the teams name to the Nerd Squad. Don't ask me why. Anyways I finally figured out how to finish my program so I feel a lot better now. Anyways the stress is off although I didn't finish my homework for Math Class. Oh well. Life is finally starting to look up. Except that I have to spend all of Saturday at school.

Yay Finally A Day Off

Finally we have a day off from the Little Shop of Horrors and our evil director. Today she came in complaining about how I "Wasn't following the cues." It's kind of hard to follow cues when she changes the cues on the fly every single rehearsal. Tonight we are only needed for pictures and then we can leave. My first afternoon off in almost three weeks. More on Jane as well. Apparently she did not enjoy being on the AV team all this time. Bullshit. If she had a problem she should have said so.

Random Breakage

So my brother was walking out the door this morning when he noticed the door wouldn't close. I came to help him shut it and when he pushed the door closed again the whole cross piece (with a piston to slow the closing of the screen door) broke off from the wall. I examined the break (that make me feel so important) and not only was one of the screws pulled out from the wood entirely, but the metal around two of the screws had broken apart entirely. Seems to me that they had rusted through which is pretty crappy considering that we only had the door replaced a couple of years ago. Someone has really shitty manufacturing. Someone needs to go to university. I am just bitching because my dad went off to my cousins wedding and wouldn't let me go. Or should I say is about to leave in like two minutes. I have to go to school soon and I am tired because I have another rehearsal of the Little Shop of Horrors tonight. I simply can't leave the Pig to run the lighting.

Rabid Aquatic goats

So I wrote a math contest today. In preparation for the contest I was looking through old contests. One of the questions had to do with survivors on an island building a driftwood shelter for their goat. Now my question to my good pal Mr. Rocko upon reading this was "Why the heck do they have a goat in the first question. Sadly Mr. Rocko was no help, only telling me to "figure it out mathematically." Now today I was writing the contest and there was a question about a couple of islands surrounded by water filled with... rabid aquatic goats. What is with them and goat? Well this afternoon I was telling Mr. Rocko how in order to be 100 % prepared for the contest you would have to study every single thing to do with math. His comment was "Ya, everything about Math and everything about goats." Anyways this was just a brief interruption from "The Little Shop of Horrors," or as a classmate called it "Little Shop of Whores." In her defense she thought that Mr. Rocko actually said Whores. We had another rehearsal tonight and while we managed to avoid Death Wishes, we found out that one of our speakers was blown. On top of that Mr. Rocko and I had to leave before the end of rehearsal since the Director never told us it was a full run through today. I had to leave the Pig on the lighting board. It should have been pretty easy, a simple fade to blackout and fade up in one scene, a blackout at the end. Apparently not. We were standing by our lockers when we saw the lights blacked out and the Director, apparently forgetting I had to leave, calling up to me about the lighting, particularly about something that was done wrong. The Pig can't even handle the simplest tasks. But on the bright side, having him screw up immediately makes me look all the better to the Director. On the bad side, we have to go in on Saturday to play around with the sound and we have a full technical rehearsal the Saturday after. Not much time left for myself anymore.

The Teen Years

The teen years can be some of the most troulbling years. Luckily for me those years are almost over. Midterm report cards come out next week for the final semester of my final year of high school. I don't have much to worry about. I'm getting ok grades and I was accepted into the Computer Science program at the University I wanted to go through. But now I have to worry about getting high enough marks to make an 85% admission average in order to retain my scholorship. Normally that wouldn't be to hard except that I am having trouble with Geometry and Discrete, only a 77%, and that is one of the required courses for my program.
I am also doing lighting as part of the Technical crew for the school play. So far it has been nothing but a disaster. The sound is never good enough, the mics keep cutting out, the light's aren't bright enough, and we are still short two spotlights. Every single day the director complains about something. Mostly because Jane never pays attention and has to be told what to do every single second. Yesterday she had to ask me if she should throw out the garbage that was on the table. And then there is Mat who is consitently unrealiable. I talked to Mat earlier today and he said that he may or may not be able to attend the rehearsal today after school. My friend, Mr. Rocko, is the Technical Director and he is just about ready to either murder the director or just walk. Doing either would leave him in a lot of trouble with somebody. Apparently not only does the director complain about the technical stuff to our faces, but she also complains about the technical stuff behind our backs to other teachers. Mr. Rocko is just about ready to have a melt down.