Cortney

EVERYTHING. i love outer space.

All the girls reading this need to take my survey. It's for a paper so I need as many participants as possible so my results are more accurate.

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Thanks guys.

None of those things.

Either we'll run out of food/drinking water and all starve, the sun will supernova and suck the earth into its atmosphere, or every teen girl's dream will come true and vampires will be real, wiping out the human race and then eventually resorting to cannibalism which will then wipe out the vampire race, and cockroaches will rule the earth.

This is my newest story for my fiction class. I'm almost done with the first one, and the one I posted last time I've abandoned because it's not going anywhere. This one, however, I'm REALLY loving.

 

David Zayas, who plays Angel on Dexter, was in my theater for Watchmen Thursday night. It was crazyyyyyy.

Ran into lawyer dude from Battlestar Galactica on the Comicon floor signing autographs. Also crazy, but expected seeing as we were at Comicon.

Mary Kate and Ashley Olson were at a Counting Crows concert I was at. They looked reallllyyy bitchy.

There's an LJ community that posts pictures of Obama daily. I am SO there!

<3

Dark Knight was as amazing and wonderful and pretty much as perfect as I had hoped.

Someone buy me this for my birthday.

http://www.movieposter.com/poster/MPW-19787/Snakes_On_A_Plane.html

I got my new phone! Razrs are not overrated.

I lost all my numbers though, and my mom turned off my texts because I keep going over :( I miss them so much.

But, I will survive. People need to stop being so lazy and start calling eachother. Remember the days before we communicated through things other than LJ and texts? Yeah... fuck those days.

Tuesday:
"He has the social skills of an armadillo."
~My father, on Justin Zamm

Wednesday:
"Please let me finish my dinner before I worry about where the dog is shitting."
~My father, during the power outage

Thursday:
"Do you know how many women I could scam if I had a bionic dick?"
~My father, after my stepmom threatened to chop off his dick.

Friday:
Dad: You know you're not too old for me to spank, right?
Me: Fine. Spank me right here in front of everyone for all the world to see. I'll videotape it and show it to my boyfriend when I get home.
Dad: I don't want him to get too excited.

Saturday:
"I have no underwear on and my testicles are chafing."
~My father, after the waterpark

More to come in the days to follow.

I leave tomorrow. Well, technically today, because in 5 hours I need to be awake and completely packed.

I'll miss you all. Like badly. Feel free to call or text. If I'm not in the pool or on a rollercoaster, I'll probably pick up/answer. Let me know if any important life changing events occur.

POTC2 was worth the 4 year wait, ladies and gents. I was shocked, surprised, pleased, left guessing... and happy. I'll probably see it again, this time I won't be staring at Jack the whole time...

I won't write... I'll just post.



( Senior breakfast )

( Graduation, Dinner, & PGP )

Prom. Prom prom prom. It was glorious, it was fun, it was exhausting.



( The theme was New Orleans... it took me awhile to figure that out. )

Ok, fine. I'll write something relevant.

This is the week of prom. This is the week of Footpath. I should be more excited. I should be sad because everything's over. But I'm neither. I'm happy, but sort of indifferent. My mom's been really nostalgic and stupid and it's kind of gotten on my nerves... I guess I really am ready to move on from NHS. That feels good. Scary, and a little sad, but good.

Footpath... I thought would be a disaster. I'm hosting with Carli and we've barely rehearsed, and most of the stuff we had to say tonight was cold reading. So... there were major nerves. And originally we only had a handheld mic to share and trade off with the soloists but tonight we finally got a wireless. Phew. With a few messups and stutters, we pulled it off. Robin was phenomenal and everyone freaked out when he came on. My feet hurt like a bitch but I'm a trooper. Caley, Alexa, Suji, Steg, and Jake came and they own me ♥

LOOK OUT, IT'S THE JAZZ POLICE!!

My English presentation was Tuesday. Basically we had to take a song and explain the lyrics. I made a 20 minute movie about Nirvana, Kurt Cobain, and "All Apologies". I was the only one in class who made a movie so I was proud of myself. It's nice to know I have some kind of talent in my chosen profession.

Prom... prom will be fun. What the hell am I doing afterwards? I'll probably figure that out at about 11:45 PM on Friday. As long as my hair comes out pretty... everything will be ok.

Oh yeah, I'm blonde.

So I guess I'll miss the people at NHS... but the building itself, and feeling so confinded and sheltered and dealing with immature ridiculous people... I won't miss that.

Lately, my life has just been consumed by Footpath, plans for Prom, and school projects. The art show is coming up next week, finals are the week after, then graduation... it's a lot to do, and a lot to remember. But things are really, really good right now. My last few weeks as a Senior at NHS look like they're gonna be awesome.

So I didn't get a Footpath solo. There were only 3 of them, so I basically had no shot, which is fine. I'm hosting with Carli, which I'm really excited about. I would rather talk than sing. So writing the script is yet another thing consuming my time.

Tonight was one of those good nights that just basically came out of nowhere. After sitting around on my butt for awhile, I went out with people and saw The Break Up, which surprisingly made me laugh harder than any movie has in quite a while. Then we all went to Penny's and I had a chocolate milkshake, and basically sat/stood around until 2. it's not as if something spectacular happened, just being out with people I have fun with without any real curfew was nice.

In about 6 hours, I will be dyeing my hair. I have no idea what color right now, but it'll be pretty and more blondish than what I have now, for the summer. I need the change... highlights are boring.

I've been meaning to update, I just don't have much to say about everything that's gone on. For the most part, my life is really good right now. Perhaps it's just easier for me to write when I have something to bitch and moan about...

Junior Prom was actually a lot of fun. Mike was a good date, he got me an amazing corsage and held doors open for me and introduced me to some of his friends, who are actually pretty fun to be around. I ate good food, told dumb jokes, danced like a white girl, and drank Shirley Temples. Afterwards we went to Dane and Codey's for breakfast, which was absolutely phenomenal, and then we sat around and talked until about 2. All in all, the experience made me really excited for Senior prom, which is in like 2 weeks!

Yesterday I went to RENT, and it was absolutely amazing. Everytime I go into New York, the fact that I'm living there next year sinks in a little bit more... and I'm excited. Seeing Robin on-stage, on BROADWAY, playing a lead was awesome, our seats were prime, and we saw MATT CAPLAN. It was my third time seeing him and I can honestly see why they've held onto him for so long. He's really become Mark, and Mark has become him. The rest of the cast did well, but I really missed seeing Mark Richard Ford play Collins. I saw him 3 times and he made me cry like a little fucking baby everytime he sang I'll Cover You Reprise. We got to see Robin afterwards, but not Matt :(

Tomorrow or Thursday, my new computer is supposed to come, so this will probably be the last entry I write on this computer for awhile... bye bye, piece of shit iMac! You have done your duty well, but now I must move on to better things.

Sorry this entry sucks.

Being Carousel-free has been strangely nice. There's a part of me that will miss putting on my makeup, curling my hair, and hanging out with my favorite people in the world until 2 AM this weekend, but in terms of the show... I don't miss busting out all over. I do miss being an awesome fortune teller, though. I stole my crystal ball and it's sitting in my room, so all is good.

My Carousel documentary is 100% done and ready to be shown. I'm nervous about letting people see it because I know it isn't THAT great... but I'm really proud of it anyway. I worked so hard, running back and forth from the stage to the dressing room to the balcony in order to get the footage I wanted. I think I brought my camera to every single show except closing night, and I got 85% of the show on tape. That's a lot of fucking work, yo. I almost died the Friday of closing weekend running from the balcony to the stage because I needed the Joe/Liz section of the ballet. Caley watched the almost finished product on Monday and he liked it, so I have hopes that other people will like it too. We aren't watching it until Petti gets back so I have time to make copies for people and whatnot.

This week has consisted of a lot of walking, sleeping (but no sleepwalking), and having a generally good time. School has been easy but I've been anxious as hell. It's hard to get through sometimes. Smith gave me a detention for not having my music on Tuesday, which made me really mad. But I got over it. We're singing 8 group songs for Footpath this year and it's gonna be 2 hours long with an intermission. So even without a solo, everyone will be working hard.

Yesterday I applied at the movie theaters on Wesport Ave, and my friend works there so she's gonna help me get a job. I know eventually I'll hate it, but right now it just seems like a good job for me. Between the walking distance from school for the next month, the movie aspect, and the fact that I need two summer jobs to make money for SVA... I really hope I get the job. Only time will tell.

Junior Prom is tomorrow night and I have a million things to do before it. I have to get my nails done, my eyebrows waxed, then I have to come home and shower and get my hair into some kind of curly prettiness. I'm excited to be going because I have a lot of friends in the junior class and I didn't go last year so this makes up for it. If anything, this'll be a pre-game to Senior prom, which will be fun if everything works out.

Cristin and I are defenitely seeing RENT on Monday because Robin is Angel. A lot of people are gonna be there tonight, but it'll be nice to be there on a random night where he maybe doesn't expect a lot of people to be there supporting him. I'm ridiculously excited to go into NYC and see the show, and Matt Caplan is still Mark! He is my absolute love.

I am surpisingly not that depressed over Carousel ending. Sad, but not depressed. I will miss being in the music wing with everyone, but I will not miss that show. Going to the clambake got old after awhile. And there was something utterly depressing about performing in front of such small audiences everynight. Even closing night barely filled the back pockets. I know it shouldn't matter how many people come, but it was awesome last year knowing I was singing in front of like, 800 people. The parties this weekend were really chill and laid back besides the cops showing up at the Morris' and people being dumb at Maddie's.

There's something oddly surreal about being a Senior. I guess every other year, I've looked up to Seniors like they were God's gift to the earth and saw Oh Holy Night solos and leads as coveted positions that I would die to fill. And when I got my Oh Holy Night solo, it just felt like I was watching someone else do it. Like, no biggie. So it didn't feel like Carousel was ending at all, we were just not performing it anymore. Maybe all the footage I have of the show will be enough to keep me from being sad about ending my last show at NHS.

Six Feet Under is also over and for a few days I didn't really know how to handle it. The finale was beautiful and I cried, but I cried much more during Static and All Alone.

I hate my English teacher.

That is all.