Holy crap I haven't updated in twelve days. I'm a failure at keeping a blog. I can't think of anything too interesting I've been doing lately that I can type on here without sounding like an idiot. If you really want to know, you can ask me, because it's awesome but my awesomeness doesn't reflect onto my writing very well.

Well tonight I watched Night of the Living Dead with two of my friends, and afterwards we were like "Okay, you pretend to be the normal human, and we'll be the zombies, and see if you can escape us." And we did this like three or four times maybe. Hmm. I had tech dress rehearsal for drama today. It went quite well, I'm getting excited for the play now, it's going to be TOTALLY WICKED RAD!!!

Now since I haven't talked about the play in my blog, I guess I should mention something. We're doing The Pink Panther Strikes Again, and I'm Jarvis. At day I'm a butler and at night I'm a female impersonator. In the scene where I'm a female impersonator, I sing Nancy Sinatra's number one hit "These Boots Are Made For Walkin'", and I dress up like Nancy Sinatra herself. Great scene. I was given a kudos for it. The play is this wednesday to friday (Nov. 24th-26th), the doors open at 7 and the curtains open at 7:30. Although I'm sure if you're reading this blog you know me well enough for me to be making you go.

I can't think of much else to say, go to the play, it's going to be magnifcent. Hope to see you all there. Farewell.

I want my grad song to be Don't Fear The Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult. I could make up some lame reason why I want that one by saying that by graduating we're accepting that we're going to die someday, or some meaningless drivel that might be appealing to most people. The truth is that I never get tired of that song. It was also used in the movie The Stand, which is a sceen adaptation of the book written by Stephen King, who is awesome at what he does.

Man I love machining, it's so cool. I'm one of those people who like being the means to an end. Like, in machining, you make the parts to make the parts to make the cool toys. I think that's so cool how it has to rely on you. In movies, I'm a director man; I notice how the camera moves, and what it's doing, and why this particular scene sticks out from others. You can have realistic acting, eye-popping special effects, beautiful orchestra, stomach-churning gore, or even a great story; but if you have a terrible director, that all means crap all.

I can't think of anywhere to take this so I'm just going to end on a song from a band I've been listening to non-stop for the past little while(not Don't Fear The Reaper).

Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out

Hold up hold on don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone

May your smile. Shine on. Don't be scared
Your destiny may keep you warm.

Cos all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry you'll see them some day
Take what you need and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

Get up. Come on why you scared
You'll never change what been and gone

I was reading the newest post from the notorious Kalin Wiebe's blog. I was reading through it, and I read a line and I immediately thought "Whoa, that would make a good quote", but it turns out I just misread the sentence. I actually read the first half slightly wrong, and totally made the last half in my head which wasn't even close to the what came next. Here's the first part off of Kalin's blog:

"love is to cry when they say good bye to us"

So that's what his post actually had, here's what I somehow got out of it.

"love isn't to cry when they say goodbye to us, but to smile for seeing them next."


I must be on some type of government tested, hallucinagenic-dyslexic-orientating-mind-altering drug. I knew I shouldn't of believed that hobo in that alley when he told me that if I stuck the needle in my arm it would make me breathe underwater. I don't see the gills!