Great Expectations

I am once again trying out for the school play. The same school plays where I have watch every single one since I was in Kindergarten. I tried out, but didn't get in, but now I will try again. Almost just because I'm tired of be a Hermione, good at everything except anything that takes natural talent, which I believe actors need.

So which me luck/ break a leg and cross your fingers, toes, legs and eyes for me.

Thanks so much,

Fenia

Salute to Charlie Brown!

Happiness is...doing an odd dance in Goodwill with your father and getting some very weird looks but not caring because you are having too much fun.

Now that is a Very long sentence, but it's true, that's the best time I've had too date. I just hope that I remember that when I'm old and gray and missing my daddy. My mom taught me this though, take joy in the little things, it's all you ever remember when you look back.

Love yah,

Fenia

*Sigh*

I feel wistful and in need of a freshly fried Krispy Kremes. I'm also thinking up a new web show about duckies. Sounds weird right? Well it probably will be slightly insane but hopefully funny, I do need something to do over the long stretch of boringness that is summer vacation.

I'm bored so I'm leaving, bye.

Fenia

My one vanity.

I feel like the silliest girl in the world, I cut my nails yesterday and now I'm crying over them. As far as I'm concerned my long nails are my only point of beauty. I feel vain. Actually, I like my hair too but everybody has hair, not so many people have natural long nails.

Of course it was for a good cause, on the forth I'm going to be in a re-enactment. I love history and dressing up so I love this. My friend is dressing up as a guy so I get a husband. The only problem was that back during the revolutionary war they didn't have long nails because they would break too much. So there you go, I'm obsessive over historical accuracy so my nails can't remain.

Weirdly obsessively yours,

Fenia

The world is moving without me

Schools out (hazzah), so now my life has lost any drive, it's unnecessary to get out of bed in the morning and I hate it. My dad's not helping in the least, he's currently enjoy a nice long nap on the sofa and so I sit here tapping away in front of my computer and debating whether it would be worth it to go down to the pool for a swim or not. I know time is passing, but it's doing it without me because I have "South Pacific" on repeat and nothing can stop that. I'm going to gain tons of weight this summer because when I'm bored I eat and I don't get more bored than I am right now. I really need more friend that want to do things with me. Of course I'm enjoying the fact that my big sister put a post about me on her blog that said I struck a sultry pose and said "IDC" which I didn't though I admit to saying "IDK" because I'm used to hearing it at school and can't help it. I'm just happy I don't swear because I certainly hear that way too many times. Apparently she thinks I say thing that don't really express what I feel (unlike her), which I might be true but that's more because I don't want to be a bother than because I don't care. I hate that sort of people that are pushy and rude and I'm just trying to not be a hypocrite. She's just lucky I like the picture she posted with it of us otherwise I really freak-out.

Ciao for now, my fingers are getting tired,

Fenia

Do the hamster dance!

Today is the birthday of my (sort of) older sister. This reminds me of a little singing hamster the my 6th-8th grade teacher used to inflict on the kids whose birthday it was. I never actually had it on my birthday, which was about the biggest disappointment of my life. Every year on my birthday I sat with bated breath during morning announcements that Sid would get up and tell everyone that it was my birthday and therefore I should get the hamster. She never would. I believe at the last year I was there the hamster had broken down so now  Sid was making the kids wear fake animals heads instead. Guess who didn't get the animal head on her birthday? That's right, me! It clearly scarred me for life. I will survive but still, it's the little bizarre things in life you remember.

Ciao,

Fenia

I'm depressed.

The rain makes the whole world look dreary, not that I don't like rain, but I got so excited about the sun that seeing all this rain made me sad. My life is one long sigh at this point. The world cries and I cry with it.

See you again,

Fenia

Grease is not the word.

I went to our highschool production of Grease today and it was horrible. We have a new drama director and he can't direct (or teach Shakespeare.). Okay, okay, some of the kids were good, but the music was pretty much too loud so you couldn't really hear them. Thanks goodness the tickets were free, right? I won them in a contest where you were supposed to wear 5o's clothes, like this:

Of course there were a ton of people that didn't do it but I did and slept in rollers, I don't think it was worth it. But on the other hand I am very competitive and winning them was awesome.

I still don't like 50's fashion though, very painful. I much prefer the 20's, short hair and skirts! Rebel my sisters against typical male images of beauty but still look wonderfully elegant!

Ciao for now,

Fenia

Viva Revolution!

I have come to a decision, this blog isn't just about writing anymore, now it's about things like this:

 

Or maybe this:

Or something I would post on when I'm really bored, not sure, I have been inspired by my best friend Sunny (she's just that awesome.)

Ciao, Fenia