Birthday: So Far So Good

Whoo hoo. It's my birthday. Eh, my haircut makes me feel more different than actually turning 16. Why can't I just have a burst of euphoria or be made king for a day? I mean, sure I'm greeted with a ton of friendly, familiar faces each eager to wish me a happy birthday, but why can't something so amazing happen that makes this the best birthday ever? Not that I'm ungrateful or anything, but today was gloomy and wet. I'm ready for that day, that epic, incredible day that puts all other birthdays to shame. Today we performed our choreographed stage combat routines and in my drama class it went great! I was thrilled! However, in Tech. Theatre we performed it again and... well let's just say it did not go as well as it did in drama. I got hit when I forgot to use the "head block". Ouch. Well, it wasn't that bad. Truthfully, I was more embarressed than actually hurt. That was more of a "Dang!" moment than anything else. I'm just hoping I don't smash the cake or anything. Wish me luck and/or a Happy Birthday.

Drama Class: Blood And Gore Edition

So, in our drama class we do the usual monologues, scenes, and character development which is so essential to our art. This week, while just under half of our class is in NY, however, we have been working on stage combat. Now, most people don't know that stage combat isn't only just punching, slapping and kicking; that is what I call an understatement. We have so far experienced: Hair pulls, pushes, pulls and chokes, as well as the punches, slaps, and kicks. Today we started on blood and gore, which I have to say was pretty awesome, and not at all painful! We practiced pulling out people's eyeballs, spitting out blood and teeth, as well as tactically using our environment to apply much needed makeup. I saw dog bites, lost ears, and brains being blown out all in one class period! I myself was given a black eye, (fake), as well as a stubbed toe, (very real), which allowed for a tragic appearance. Our student teacher also brought in a vat of fake blood, (corn syrup, red food dye, hot chocolate mix), which was flying everywhere and soon covered our stage in a sweet candy coating. It was a ton of fun and I'm looking forward to our weapon class tomorrow! Now, although it may not have been a WTF moment within itself, I'm sure that anyone looking through the theater window seeing a young girls eyeball being ripped out of the socket would have been at least a little dismayed at the sight.

Receptionists: We All Know What They're Thinking

Have you ever asked a receptionist a question and then when they answered you, it felt like they were mocking you? They probably are; but hey, it's just their nature. Well, I was at the bank a few days ago because my mom's card wasn't working. My mom asked the receptionist what the problem was, and she replied, "You'll need to wait to speak to Ms. (Whatever her name was)." As we are walking to the waiting area I hear the receptionists talking, so I turn around just to glance at what was going on. I see the young lady we were talking to make a face at us, so instinctively I made one back. Obviously, she became very embarressed as her face became a shade of red I've never seen before, and she quickly looked away. While we were waiting I look over into an office and see a woman eating her lunch; she was getting crumbs everywhere. She then proceeded to take out a small air-horn looking object and sprayed air everywhere forcing the crumbs out her keyboard. The lady sitting across from me in the waiting area kept clearing her throat in such a gross way. It sounded non-human. Eh, it was interesting. I always just wonder what the qualifications are to be a receptionist. WANTED RECEPTIONIST: MUST BE HATEFUL, MEAN, AND VICIOUS. I'm not saying that they all are, but quite a few of the ones I've encountered definitely could have gotten that job. So much for an early release day.

The Farmers Market: Apparently A Great Place To Meet Crazies

So, today I decided to go to the Farmers Market, which is a great place to find neat arts and crafts as well as organic foods and such. My dad was selling mobiles there and I was sitting there texting a friend, when a lady comes up and buys two mobiles. She seemed normal so I didn't pay much attention to her but then she asked my dad if she could speak to me. I thought that was a little odd but my dad said sure. She asked me how old I was and I said that I'd be turning 16 in four days. She then proceeded to touch my shoulder and said to me, "I know what you are going through. This has been a tough year for you but it'll only get better." At first I thought she was just a weird lady who just wanted to give me a lesson in exactly how my life was going to play out. *Sigh* She then said, "Now hold up your hands. Your right hand represents your love for your mother, and your left is the love you have for girls. Now, incest is taboo in our society." At this point I'm slowly inching back and desperately trying to suppress my oncoming laughter which I'm sure showed through my gritting teeth. She continued, "Now put your hands together. This is where you are, and this is where you should be. (She seperated my hands)" Basically this continued for a good five minutes before she said "Good luck!" and walked over to my parents to pick up her mobile. She then proceeded to tell my parents about our conversation, which during, I looked like I was "dying". She soon left and I burst out laughing. My parents agreed that she was seriously insane and I texted two of my friends about it. But hey, it was just another one of those WTF moments.