Everyone is joining tumblr but not saying anything about it. People are joining and I’m finding it hard to keep up with who has one. I like to read my friend’s blogs and see there pictures but i can’t if I don’t know about it! Also I don’t have many views per day, but really I don’t blame you. My blog just isn’t really that interesting. buuuut I like to write on it even if no-one is really absorbed by it (it would be nice but that’s just life isn’t it?)
Went to the beach for the first time sice last summer. Yeah it was pretty fun. Went on the boogie board, sunbaked and raced Andrew on the sand (I won obviously). A bunch of balloons drifted down near the waters edge so Andrew and I chased after it. A man had already beat us to it however. he did offer us a balloon, which was nice but that’s not why we ran after it. We joked that Napolean the dog would be on the end of it but sadly nothing was attached. One of the lifeguards had even come down to investigate.
hey everyone get ready for potato bake on wednesday! eeeeeee!
I am actually quite starving and mum is not kind enough to make me anything. I think she is starting dinner but it’s butter chicken and I don’t even like it. Argh now I have a craving for honey chicken!!!- and I just totally spelt honey, huney then. *smacks forehead*
Once upon a time….there was a girl named Grace. Grace had longed to go to Hogwarts a school of Witchcraft and Wizardry ever since she was six years old. However as her parents came from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, she was not sure that they would agree to it. It was her dream to see the castle ghosts, the excessive amount of food at Hallowe’en and to one day become a Griffindor. So it came to be the year she had long awaited, the year she turned eleven and the year she was allowed to go to a wizarding school. Tension, anxiety and excitement were building in the pit of her stomach as she handed the papers she held in her hand to her mother. “Hogwarts?” her mother questioned. “I assumed you would want to follow in my footsteps and hold up the Worthington tradditon.” Grace fought hard for her dream and was not about to be foiled. “No mum I have to make my own way and this is the school I want to go to” It took a lot of convincing but Mr and Mrs Worthington thought it best to trust their daughter and knew she would do well where she felt most comfortable.
Grace arrived at platform 9 and 3/4 and took the Hogwarts express to the great castle. She checked her bags making sure she had packed everything. Socks, clothes, broom, wand (chicken feather, 6-inch and a hint of a peacock feather) and her new pet owl. PipPip was a large brown barn owl that she had instantly fallen in love with at the pet shop. “Yep got everything” she thought to herslef. She preceded into the great hall where Professor McGonagall was waiting for the first years. Grace’s thoughts trailed of as the Professor was talking. She felt so anxious about the whole ordeal. Would she be in Griffindor? Would she make any friends? Has Harry Potter really come to Hogwarts like they had said on the train? All would be answered in a few minutes. They seemed to stretch on for hours though.
They walked up to wear an old tattered hat was reasting on a stool. The hat was singing a song that Grace did not pay much attention to. One by one students were called up to try the magical hat on. Butterflies were flying in her stomach and some toads had joined n on the party. She could feel them hopping around in there. “I knew I shouldn’t of had 11 chocolate frogs on the train” Grace thought to herself. They jumped around for ages because she was near the end onf the list-being a Worthington. “Angela Watts,” called Proffessor McGonagall. There was only Grace left now. “Grace Worthington. Lucky last it appears.” McGonagall encouraged Grace to sit on the stool.
“Hmm tricky this one” the hat said.
Parents. Mum in particular. Why is it that when Andrew and I are arguing about one tiny thing that she has to come in half way through and start having a go at me because she thinks I’m in the wrong? She has only heard half the story so how could she possibly know that what I was saying was incorrect? then I get annoyed at her and Andrew is going on and getting all angry and psyco. He gets so frustrated if someone doesn’t understand one little thing or if i suggest something or ask him one little question. Argh. It’s instantly my fault isn’t it?
Except for the fact that it completely isn’t!
Andrew was complaining about having to get his own dinner because mum will be out til 8-and I have to get my own too- So I was making nachos like mum suggested *she walks upstairs* and Andrew finds out we don’t have salsa dip. So he’s getting into a strop and then he finally decides he will have some of mine-mine has baked beans instead of salsa. I tell him that I’ve already made it and there won’t be enough for him to have heaps so he can make his own. He whines “but I don’t know how to make it” and I inform him that it’s not that hard. “how can I make something when I don’t know the recipe” Andrew complains in a frustrated voice. “You use your brain” I point out. Then mum comes down and Andrew says to her “Micaela says that I can make something without knowing how” And mum is going on about how Andrew doesn’t want my nachos because he’s is made with salsa. I try to tell her that he asked for mine but Andrew is complaining and then mum and I are shouting at each other and it’s all apparently my fault. -she didn’t say it was my fault, but you understand what I’m getting at.
Why do mum’s do that? They think they know everything and come and try to break up an argument but just make it worse. Why can’t they just let us work it out ourselves? We are not 5 any more. As long as we don’t start bashing at each other or yelling so loud that all the neighbour hear, DON’T INTERFER!
Oh great and now I’ve burnt my nachos.
Nobody is reading my posts so I don’t know if there is any point in posting but I will continue anyway. The formal is on friday people! FRIDAY. I’m not ready i still don’t have a bag, I havn’t decided how to do my make-up and I don’t have any jewlery. This list is for my own benefit:
* buy a clutch bag
* walk around in formal shoes so that I don not act the fool and fall over at the formal
* make party invites and decide on a time
* drama movie argh
* remember sign out sheet
My drama movie is due tomorrow and I havn’t even started editing it. I wish I could I really do but the files are MOD files or something and is not compatable with windows movie maker. Andrew has downloaded 3 different things to try and change the format of the files, two have failed and I have to wait for him to get home from school to try the third. This is really really annoying I just want to get it finished. I’m actually getting worried about not finishing-which I probably won’t. I have all this time I could be spending on making the movie but I can’t because of the stupid files. Frustrating or what?
Oh you know what creeped me out last night? Of course you don’t that’s why I am telling you. Shut up micaela. Well I was reading a book in bed last night and I was starting to get tired so I looked at my clock to checkthe time and it said 23.23 !!!!!! Arghhh! I was freaked out. I really need to change it out of 24 hour time.
Right now I really feel like watching Aladdin or a disney movie. Sadly our collection of movies does not contain many disney classics. No, we never felt the need because Grandma has just about all of them and my cousins and I would watch them there. I wish I was at grandma’s with all my cousins right now. Oh how I long for the holidays! I feel quite lonely all on my lonesome here. Just me at home. nothing to do. ah so sad.
So on saturday i start rehearsals for my next ypt production, The Golden Goose. I am the queen. It’s so exciting having a main role. Ok this time my group has to come and see it. yes? ok. It won’t be on until after easter though. I have a dress rehearsal scheduled for EASTER. Easter! Which I am not too pleased with as it might mean I can not go to easter camp. I hope I can still go for some of the days though. I will ask on saturday. Still, vair vair annoying.
Hmm 2.43 and havn’t had lunch-but there is nothing good to have anyway. *grumbles* Wish mum was here. She would make me something…..most likely.
I find at the moment I can be in a really good mood and then the next minute, not so good. I’m sick of school and I’m sick of dead conversation. Right now I want someone to talk to and for them to actually be interested in what I have to say and I’d be interested in their input too. I want company right now. My cousin did sleep over last night and I was at my cousin’s today but somehow I still feel alone. I know I probably sound selfish and I’m complaining about nothing but I’m just letting it out. venting…or is that only for anger? ah well. hmm this music doesn’t help much. It pretty much is encouraging me to be sad and focus on negativity.
I can’t believe it. It’s almost over. Just one left, that’s all. one. One more show of Pinocchio. No more running up the isle like a crazy lunitic donkey and no more sparkly fish sparkles. I’ll really miss the show and all the cast-er and backstage crew. Some will be doing golden goose though so that will be good. Yes on that note, I have got the part of the queen in the up coming YPT show “The Golden Goose.” Hurrah! hurrah! A proper part not just ensomble. I am still a bit shocked to be honest I thought I’d just get ensomble again but I suppose they didn’t have heaps of people auditioning.
I really need to buy formal shoes. I can’t turn up bear footed now can I? i could just to be different. haha. I don’t need to do that to be different. Anyway I’m running out of things to say-well that’s only partly true. My mind is running and i could keep typing but I fear it would be much too boring to read. So with that in mind, I bid you goodnight.
Hey havn’t posted in forever. I just havn’t been bothered. I’m reallly nervous for friday and I really shouldn’t be. This isn’t about the interviews, why would I be nervous? No, this is about an audition. Normally I’d be a bit nervous byut I’d be fine but I have to cry in the audition. I’m not sure if they want proper real crying or melodramtic, or something in-between. I’m scarred of looking like a fool and stuffing the whole thing. If I go melodramatic I might look stupid but if I actually cry it might be too serious and as it’s a YPT fairy tale, I wouldn’t think it meant to be completey serious. I need to relax … and practice.
I only have two pinocchio performances left!!! It’s so disappointing. i really have loved being in a real production. I just hope I get into The Golden Goose even if it is a small part. After that I’m auditioning for The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. I’m really excited about that one.
Sorry I’ve just been talking about YPT but it is on my mind. I still need to get my formal shoes. eep. It’s my birthday soon!!! yay yay yay. hmmm what to do what to do. Oh! Almost forgot. My order came in the mail the other day. I bought these badges online. They are so cute I could not resist!
I shan’t stay long, just a quick yarn. So today I bought my formal dress! Amazingly it was at the second shop we looked at. ‘Captain Saucy’ What a weird name for a shop. I also bought a top and sparkles for Pinocchio. Well I didn’t buy, mum did. Ah how wonderful it is not to have a job. All the oppourtunities unemployment offers. No, but I will get a job after the show. My brother has his first job. BEFORE ME!! Pinocchio is going rather well, except for my fish costume. We have to wear balaclava type things to look more like fish but I got last helpings and it doesn’t match my costume and it doesn’t fit. They were made for smaller kids for another play and we are re-using them. Well you can see my hair and I look quite foolish. All the other fish have their hair tucked away. Tomorrow Amy is going to see if she can find a better one. So fingers crossed.
That’s all I’ve done this holidays. Pinocchio. It is good though. I enjoy it. I’m quite pleased with our cast too. We all work good together and we’ll catch each other if we fall-literally too. haha. It’s mind-boggling how fast one week goes. Only one week left. ANNNnnnndd I’ll have to spend the last few days studying will I not? Ahh life was so much easier in year 7,8,9, when it did not really matter. I suppose this is not so bad. The HSC is what scares me. It will determine where I can get in for uni and for what. Scary thoughts that linger in my brain. Nevermind, I’ll just push them aside.
I can feel it. Tomorrow will be one of those days. I won’t do anything all day until 6 o’clock when I’ll have to go in to the theatre. Then I’ll do the show and come home. I can feel the day ahead and what is coming. Like a pattern I can’t break out of. Really, with this weather what am I supposed to do? I want a picnic. I feel like having a picnic. Won’t someone join me?
Ever felt like curling up in a corner of the room and hybernating? Letting everyone and everything in the world pass you by. Listening to music until it starts to fade and your left with you and your thoughts. Feeling uncomfortable from being curled up, but oddly relaxed. You’re safe. If you stay there -in this state- for longer still, slowly all thoughts leave. And what are you left with? It’s a swirl of feeling. The suspicion, the stress, the worry are exhaled. Feelings of joy, sorrow, surprise, numbness are swirling but you don’t know what they are for. They just are. They are just feelings with nothing to connect to, nothing to grab onto.
It doesn’t sound so bad. Not for too long. Just 2 or three days. Then it’s back to normal. Back to life. and that’s ok. you’ve had your rest. You can’t disconnect from the world forever. It’s no good.
Tonight I hybernated.
Spring has finally sprung! At last! No more winter. Good ridence I say. So, yesterday was kinda odd. For the most part. I felt like I was just there. I felt neutral. It's quite odd not feeling. Just being. It didn't last the whole day though. It was weird. It's never happened before, not that I can remember. hmmm. Well today was well, uneventful. Oh we did have to dance in PE. When the hell are we ever going to need to know these dances? Sure maybe at a wedding, but then you go get dance lessons anyway. Lucky we had hand sanitiser. phew! I think if I go watch a movie now I could finish it. yeah I'll do that. byeeeee
I think I have a problem. No, I’m scared I have a problem. What if I stay like this the rest of my life? I can’t let that happen from now onwards I am going to be better. No complaining….well only the healthy doseage. I honestly can not say why I do it so much. I really don’t know. But enough. ENOUGH.
*deep breath in and out*
So on to a lighter subject…Drama monologue went well today. The teachers seemed to like it which is good. I diod forget a line but I don’t think it matters too much. It actually felt good shouting and screaming. Not that I need to get it out of my system, but that I felt in character. Afterwards I felt dizzy and lightheaded but that soon passed. Tegan’s was so cute. I liked her accent. She really had the best box ever. You know when you watch a play, and the person is just talking the whole time and you get bored? Maddy’s wasn’t like that. Yes she didn’t do much and it was mostly words, it looked natural. I didn’t get bored. Tenea’s was good too. Talking about aliens seemed normal for tenea. Charlene wrote hers and I thought it was nice. hmmm I must lemenate that pro leaf I found.
It is sweet that you wanted to distance yourself because you didn’t want to make me upset, even if it is my fault. Ok will not speak of it again. i am stopping.
I wish zann was still here. I know thats a weird request but he’s cute and I want to look at my hand and see him. hahaha yeah I know I’m weird. Many-a-people have told me that. I need to listen to songs that will be at coaster. Otherwise I will look like a fool for not knowing more than 5 songs. hmm but my internet is heaps slow at the moment, ah well.
I want to sleep for a year maybe in suspendid annimation…OH NO! i missed silversun. haha But on the other hand I would miss to much. All those parties I could never go too. No thanks. I’ll stay awake…er for the most part.
I’ve gone away to have dinner and now I’m back writing this post at 9:08. I feel much calmer. I hope for the best tomorrow. I think it will be a much better day 
Still trying to get my head around myspace. hmm I think I should stop eating so much junk food. seriously this week I’ve had so much. But it tastes so good! hahaha I think I might go have a hot chocolate or just a kit-kat….I’m so bad at self-restraint. bahaha. well off I go. byeeee
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