look!

oopsie

Sun, 19 Nov 2006 23:10:17 GMT

I forgot about it.

I guess I'll start writing stuff again.

Not much is going on, Joolie and I got some new friends at the mall on Friday. Jesus and Cecilia.

I like Cecilia a lot, but I don't know Jesus too well.

Dad and Christie got back from Hawaii, tacky presents ensued.

Not much to say, maybe when I get a story.

later gator

not much

Mon, 27 Mar 2006 03:45:24 GMT

This post has nothing to say.

Except, that I still like him.

I hate that.

I'm going to Senior Prom with Josh.

That should be fun, especially since I have school the next day.

Comment this shit, fools.

Sun, 12 Mar 2006 15:53:05 GMT

Alright, so a few things went on last night, and i feel as though I should write a post about those before the St. Patrick's Day parade, because we all know perfectly well that that post will be filled with drunkenness, old people, beer, and some Danny Boys.

Alright so first things first, I went to the opera last night. Yes, I like opera; yes, it's really good; no, it wasn't in italian. Actually, this was the first opera I've seen in English. It's called Dead Man Walking and it's based on a book by this nun, Sister Helen. She was a pen-pal to this guy in prison who raped this girl and killed her boyfriend, Joseph DeRocher. Joe was convicted and was on death row, but His brother who was with him was serving a life sentence. From the very beginning Joe claimed he was innocent and that his brother was the one who killed the kids. Anyway, as his last Pardon Committee meeting is coming up, he asks Sister Helen to come visit him. She makes the 3 hour drive in the Louisiana heat without AC to see this guy who killed two kids and is denying it because she wants to help him. So she gets to the prison and he spends like all of his time telling her about how he's been with all these women, and how he likes sex, and all that shit; but she just stands there. Finally, in the end he asks her to be his spiritual adviser and she agrees. So she shows up at the Pardon Committee hearing and meets Joe's mother who is begging these people to save her son, while the families of the two kids are crying and stuff. While the committee is thinking it over or whatever, Sister Helen goes to talk to the other families and they're yelling at her and it culminates in this big music sequence that was very dramatic. So she goes back to the prison and is trying to convince Joe to confess to killing them and he keeps saying that he didn't do it. The committee decides that Joe's conviction will stand and he's going to die on July something, which happens to be his little brother's birthday. Anyway she faints because she hasn't eaten in a while and Act I ends.

In Act II she goes to see him at the prison and finally gets him to admit that he killed the kids right before he's going to be put to death. Throughout the entire opera she hasn't been allowed to touch him, but the warden lets her so they walk the whole way with her hand on his shoulder. At the execution all the people from the show are standing around him and they're singing this old Church song that's been a theme through the whole opera, the parents are singing some variation on their song, and Helen is singing "I'll be there with you". She asks him to look at her before he dies because she wants the last thing he sees to be a face of love. So the music stops completely and there's utter silence while the anesthesiologist or whoever puts the needle in his arm and attaches it to the bag of killing solution. The whole time Sister Helen is watching him and he reaches out to her and it's so beautiful and sad and everyone in the audience was crying. And right before he dies, he whispers "I love you". Then Sister Helen turns around and sings that hymn "He Will Gather Us Around" that's been in the whole show and her voice is almost cracking because the woman was actually crying, and the lights go out.

Holy shit. Most intense opera I've ever seen.

First of all I was crying all of the second act.
Second, it completely changed my view on Capital Punishment.

Now, if it hadn't been based on a true story it would have been corny and bad and I would have hated it. But during the curtain call, the real Sister Helen came up and it was amazing-- like, I've never felt such intense love for someone I didn't know. Wow.

Ok, let me tell you, the first 10 minutes were soft core porn because the two kids were skinny dipping in a lake and were having sex before Joe and his brother come, so that grabbed my immediate attention. Also, the two kids randomly showed up naked in lots of scenes and there was camel toe out the yin yang. Plus, Sister Helen was really corny and was spewing nun stuff the whole time, which was to be expected but still, one can always hope. Also, the anesthesiologist role must have been the worst one. I would have messed up and tripped or something, so I respect that lady, too.

Yeah it was amazing.

After the opera we showed up to the family St. Patrick's Day party 4 hours late, but it was still pretty fun. They had already done the dancing, but everyone was severely inebriated and it was very funny. I saw Uncle Vince and Mary Anna and went through the usual grandchild interrogation, but since they were drunk my answers were much more severe, such as: Oh, I'm failing; Yeah, I'm thinking about Essex Community College; and, my personal favorite, I killed him. We left at oneish because mom was tired. I know it doesn't look like it was fun, but it's because I don't feel like writing it all out.

Third, a boy liked me, I said I'd think about it, Harry said "BAD ELAINE", so I said "sorry, it just isn't like that", boy said ok, I feel mean.

Yeah, that's really all there is to say.

Oh, and let me just tell you, as I was writing that little synopsis of the opera, I was almost crying.

and I like it.

Tue, 07 Mar 2006 00:05:48 GMT

I've noticed that it's been a while since I updated, so I've decided to bless you all with a new update.

Church:

Well, I'm cantoring these days with Ms. Cathy or whatever the hell her name is. That's fine except I sing at the 5 o'clock mass which is supposed to be the "teenage mass"; so the teens do all the readings and collections and the like. Well, because it's geared towards teens, we're supposed to be singing Christian Rock, which I hate with a passion, and I point blank told Ms. Andrea that if that shit was sung at our Church, I was leaving. I'm not a member of Trinity and I don't intend to be. That basically ended that; but to appease some random parent somewhere in the Parish who probably goes to 11 o'clock mass anyway, we sing this upbeat crap that shouldn't even be considered real music. But I digress, Father Rick is on sabbatical in Rome so Brother Dennis does a lot of the services and I absolutely love him. He speaks fluent spanish, is funny, and he compliments me. The first day I cantored I had to do the psalm all by myself and I was teriffied because it was really strangely arranged after some vatican council in the 70's. Anyway, during the announcements he made me stand up and introduced me to the congregation and people clapped and stuff, ahh, that was great.

I'm also getting confirmed this year, and since I don't go to Catholic school that means I have Faith Formation every Sunday. (I originally abbreviated that as FF but it reminded me too much of Final Fantasy, which is not nearly as boring as Faith Formation.) Going to Faith Formation basically means that I'm at church for 4-5 hours every Sunday. The only good part about this is that 3-4 hours of that is spent with Joe, who is absolutely hilarious. Besides the fact that he's a conservative and likes Christian Rock, Joe is a great guy. He's funny and makes Catholicism not as boring as it usually is.

UPDATE

Apparently they don't smack the confirmants anymore. They used to do this thing where the Bishop puts his right hand on your head and smacks you with his left, not so anymore. Mr. Suinski said that they just put their hand on your head and anoint you with oil, but NO! They don't even do that anymore. Now they just raise their right arm over the group and say a blessing. It is kind of amusing though, because the facilitators showed us what that looks like, and let me tell you, I half expected them to yell out "heil" in a deep guttural voice. They did.

HA! I was kidding.

I could talk about school right now, but I'm not in the mood. I think that deserves it's own category. Plus, this entry really wore me out, so I'll save it for a later date.

let's drink some tea and smoke some herb

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 04:12:12 GMT

I had an ok weekend.

Friday went out with Meg to see FD3 which was disgusting. I also NEVER want to go tanning. EVER. She gave me my christmas presents which included:
sex dice
rent soundtrack
fake tongue stud

yes, sex dice. I WANT TO USE THEM.

Saturday I did nothing all day until like 7ish. After the Maryland game I went to Sarie's house. We watched Corpse Bride and Road to El Dorado. I LOVE SARAH.

that's all really.
Went to see Brokeback with Steven today. Kinda weird. Not enough gay sex. All in all a good movie, though.

I don't have rehearsal tomorrow, thank god.

why can't I get anyone to kiss me?

hmm

Thu, 16 Feb 2006 03:31:44 GMT

Well, I'm going to update now.

Life is boring these days. Rehearsals are being canceled left and right, there's nothing to do after school except outlines, some people are being asses, some people are being strangely nice. Whatever, it's just been lame. Except last night; that put me in a good mood.

I really have nothing to say.

My mom rented some movie about Ballroom dancing, she said it was called "strictly ballroom" so I imdb'd the sucker. Then, I got REALLY EXCITED about this movie "strictly ballroom." I go downstairs tonight with my hot chocolate and popcorn ready to watch this great movie,and what do I see? Some movie called "mad hot ballroom" about teaching inner city kids ballroom dancing.

GOD DAMMIT MOTHER FUCKER

I was ready for some witty banter all about ballroom dancing. shit.

hmm what else...
Ah! Ana and I just sold dough nuts to hispanics and russians which was very amusing. I shall delve into the subject no further.

danjfhdf
Ok, last night I made myself really proud and yeah, that's all there is to say about that.

I have nothing more to say to you lot,

but one last word of advice:

stick it in her pooper.

Happy.

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 04:02:15 GMT

We're talking again!

I'm not sure where it came from, but he suddenly started talking to me again. I have a feeling an outside force had something to do with this though. And if he did, thank you.

In all honesty, I missed the guy, a lot. He's a great guy who genuinely cares about his friends, something I don't think there's enough of these days.

We got in a stupid fight over nothing and didn't talk for months. Actually, for a while there I really hated him. I mean, we didn't even recognize each other's presence anymore. It got to a ridiculous point and now it's over. It may be a bit awkward, but at least we're talking. I really don't feel like talking about it anymore because it's over. The point is, I'm glad he's back in my life.

:)

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 19:47:34 GMT

picture this:

9 kids

cierra, samara, breara, breasia, deshawn, deshawna, jhnae, david, and brandon.

(I know the last 2 seem a little out of place.)

all in my house...

baking cookies.

FUCKING KILL ME NOW
Who the fuck did I kill in a past life to deserve this kind of torture?!

In then end we had 267 cookies. (yeah I counted them, bitch) I was sent home with about 100.

I hope all my friends at school like cookies.

asshole

Tue, 13 Dec 2005 01:59:19 GMT

that's what he is.

yup.

sometimes I amaze myself.

Sun, 11 Dec 2005 20:55:45 GMT

My mother will disown me after this.

So last Sunday my mother asked me to burn 2 copies of this cd "O Magnum" for some people in the Church Choir. I, being the loving daughter that I am, and with the prospect of money within my reach, obliged to burn said cd's.

We had off on Friday. Kirill and I went to steal Saul's computer, Kirill brought a Rammstein cd. Kirill let me borrow his Rammstein cd.

[Most of you should see where this is going right about now.]

I put off making the cd's until today at 2:30. (Mommy needed them at 3) Rammstein was already downloaded onto my computer. As I was making the playlist to burn her cd's 'Mein Herz Brennt' was playing in the background.

[If you still have no idea, maybe you should go run into a wall a few times]

I think to myself, "fuck it" and proceeded to randomly insert Rammstein songs between the latin chants.

I must admit, this was a stroke of genius I would not have expected from myself.

yay!

Tonight

Sun, 11 Dec 2005 05:13:54 GMT

was ok.

Mike, Noah, Taylor and I went to see Kotula's show; it was pretty good. I got this guy Ryan's phone number and I think Taylor's mad at me now. I don't know if she is or not but, that's what Mike said. Oh well, I don't know. She said she's fine but that doesn't mean a damn thing. ahhh.

Don't have much to say. Steve's party was fun. We watched It's a Wonderful Life and Lion King. blah blah blah

Cheer me up, bitches.

stupid boys

Fri, 09 Dec 2005 00:49:09 GMT

This is my belief, and my belief is such:

Don't lie to people. Whether or not you're trying to be gentle, lying just isn't fair. If you offer a recent breakup as a shoot down, that gives the other person hope; then they think, "well, maybe when he gets over her" when he just DOESN'T LIKE YOU. I know you want to be gentle, but don't lie.

Ugh, and I don't want to bring it up again because it's so awkward.

Why does he like her anyway? Stupid ho.

I think I'm going to hang out with Bri tomorrow seeing as Taylor's gonna be in Pennsylvania, someone's being an ass, and I don't really hang out with anyone else outside of school. I have like, 3 friends.

If anyone else wants to chill call me. You know the number.

I leave you with this:

Vamos or Vaminos?

Beef Stew

Wed, 07 Dec 2005 21:31:31 GMT

I just finished eating it, man was it delicious.

World History can kiss my ass, I need to start doing my outlines more often seeing as right now I'm missing about 3. 4 outlines in one night, can you feel the rush? Anyway, Nandy came over and kind of fixed my computer... ish, so now I can check my email and all that good stuff. That means no more 567 unread emails for Lainey!

Oh, and by the by, chemistry is the most ridiculously difficult class I've taken. I take copious amounts of notes each day and actually study. I swear to god these things just fly right over my head. boo.

ahhh. outlines here I come.

what an entry.

Livejournal...

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 23:44:47 GMT

I have one! There's a very real chance I will forget about this thingy bob, like I do with all online journals. Oh well, here goes.