I WATCH

not birds.... well, I would if it weren't winter...

anyhow..


GREAT NEWS IN THE REALM OF FILMERY!
word...?

My favourite series; being J.K.Rowlings, Libba Bray, and of Stephenie meyer; all are in movie production points.
Of course, harry Potter is no secret by any means, but Stephenie Meyer's Twilight is in casting phase: with Robert Pattison as the godlike Edward, and Kristen Stewart as Bella. Summit is producing. I am satisfied with the casting list, Robert has even been in Harry Potter as Cedric Diggory- and Kristen Stewart I know from Speak, an interpretation of Speak, a great book in my opinion. I've been awaiting the production of this movie for years. A friend of mine, Sadaf, has been alongside. We read the latest installment of the series, Eclipse, together, page by page. Speaking of, my best friend also kneeled by my side as I puked out my stomach with my first bout of alcohol poisoning. Terrible However, in the worst of ways, it has shrunk my stomach, and I do foresee a loss of weight in the future. This is nearly good, as I've been teetering over 140 pounds lately- while 125 lbs. is my ideal weight at my height. I have steadily been gaining weight over the past two years, due to bouts of gluttony. Argghh.

Well, now I can't stand to eat much more than a dark chocolate kiss when it comes to snacking, and fruit is the only thing on the menu at any other time.

The other in pre-production is A Great and Terrible Beauty, by Libba Bray, whose livejournal can be found through a link on my page. Witty. There isn't a cast list yet, but I'll be checking iMDB every so often...



So other additions to my christmas wishlist are movies: Factory Girl, Harry Potter Series, The Black Balloon, The Strangers, Pink Pyjamas, Marie Antoinette, Alamorisse(one of his films, that is), Juno( i love Michael! as do many others...), Candy.

<3

PISS AND MOAN

For My A.P. Composition class i am to undertake the reading of a biography of Anne Sexton- personne fameux je choisi- and undergo an interview of sorts, impersonating this gal.
Agh the life. Alas, I am very hungry and hurt.
My best friend of two years, one i was "there for" when she thought she was pregnant and had noone else to go to, it was me, mais oui, moi, who listened to her cry about her families problems. And who does she claim to hate. Mais oui, c'est vrai, MOI!
Et pour quoi? I confronted her about talkign behind my back and i called her a bitch for it and told her not to do it again.

So now three years is garbage. Merci, Amber. May your life continue to be unfufilling, purposeless, and generally negative.

I am done with you. If you can do that to me in a milisecond i'm afraid to try to reinstate our friendship... so i wont be taking that chance. Even when you find out I'm the only one who ever put up with your bullshit. Tell me you can't be friends with me because I told you when you were being a bitch. How many times have you called me a bitch! Is this a one-way street and I am missing road signs. Signal. Ahhh.




I did not mean for this to be a rant... but erasing wouldn't be any good now.

MADE

Open Casting Call, Big Rapids High School, Wednesday October 10th 3:15-6:15.

WHOA. Okay, so, I rarely watch the show, and when I do, I'm usually appalled. And the idea of being scrutinized by teenagers and most likely, some forty year-old men, the penis's of whom never got over the sweet and supple adolescant body. Hooray for 'To Catch A Predator.' Haha.

ANYHOW. I'm going to these calls anyway, because as nobody knows, it is my absolute dream of dreams to be a model. I don't know if this would do anything for me, but if they give me a diet and a workout plan, I'll take it. Until New York and the lower class and days of bread and water, me from the library, filling out the sheet from the big office.

in other ideas, homecoming was a blast, because I had someone to dance with for every slow song, even thoguh I had no date, and danced slowly twice with the cutest Steven Balkema. Do you know him?

::I think you dress unique::

::What makes you dress like that?::

-the boy sitting next to me.

GOODWILL & HOMECOMING

lost the homecoming game last night, no surprise.
homecoming dance is tonight and with such a vundervul red flapper dress what could go wrong? to psych myself up i went thrifting and landed proenza schouler skinny jeans, the are khaki with black threads down the center, $3.29, size 3! i'm getting skinnier. seriously i used to be size 7! so hooray for me. anyhow also got the libertine for target black dress with lace collar, $1.99, a mossimo or however you spell it grey sweater dress i've been craving, finally found, the scarf, sheer black with lines tights, love, purple sheer tights as well, white sweater, seriosuly soooo soft ont he inside, and last but not least an interesting old man looking cardigan which i am in loooove with.
anyhow, back to that dance and that dress and my red pumps. i don't know why i'm nervous, that boy from A.P. Composition has been looking lately, and walks across the room to get my things. hmmmm... wondre if he'll ask me to dance? we'll see.

i've got to go to my grandmother's for more thriftness. later later love. will post pictures eventually...

INPUT

much of this i have.
so many nice things have occured to day.
1. ege finally emailed me back, and has informed me he misses me, especially my sl=pleen.[yes, weird boy]
2. i am ITS state board choreographer.
3. i have brainstormed an idea for my column due in a week .

it is 1:00 a.m. and i'm not a wee bit tired.

RANDOM ON MY ASS

Read Gossip Girl?
Well, I've got this row of the series, and a sunday night with nothing better to read, swathed Nothing Can Keep Us Together. Which reads like a fantastic blog like the ones I pereuse here.
Very nice, very nice.
I want to be the point of the "being jealous of anyone that impossibly tall, curvy, and gorgeous would be a total waste of time."
I am tall, not curvy, and only gorgeous 1/3 of the time, if I even dare.

I seriously cannot wait for my hair to grow out. Looking forward to a bob, let's give it for February.

At 11:32 with nothing to do, I'm considering rearrangining my wardrobe, i've got no real input for the blog, and internet is too slow to keep browsing these fantastic blogs.
Check daddylikey and painfullyhip. very very nice nice.

Should I go dark-light or rainbow style? wait, which comes first: black, red, green, white, or purple? and after that...

Oh, and for school to morrow.
How to spice up a simple white dress?

I'M ALL EARS

So, what have I got. No camera, bloody eyes, and a missing book.
I need me some elliot smith soon before i tear out my hair. keep thinking things i don't want to think about. something's upset me.
I called my Da and listened[halfish] to his gospel abou living in the truth and implying with every syllable I should move out of le maison de ma mere and live with him. not happening.
unfortunately the school in that area is completely beneath me, to be honest. no A.P. courses available, tiny band, no drama programme, et cetera.

mon frere est tres malheure. i tried to get him to come with me to ma Da's but to nothing. He punched my arm while I was driving nearly eighty on the highway. My left arm and neck is quite bruised and swollen. i don't believe in violence, so i just kind of took it.
I don't know what I did. he just blew.

I'll give him a while. i just took him home and then went to my room to read. he's saying i shouldn't have tried to take him to Da's, and wont apologize, even with my Mother begging him to. I don't really mind. he'll be okay soon. I just hope I don't get in his way next time he is in that sort of mood again.
Mascara and salt water totally ruined to grey shirt i was wearing though. I'll have to geta new one. Or just wear it with dark greey splotches like that is how I bought it.


check out: facehunter.blogspot.com &&&&&&& heareverythingsaynothing.blogspot.com

very nice commentary. and great candid photos.

listen: Gravy Train; Nervous. Interesting hhaha.

LALA NOTHINGATALL

Going to my Da's to day. I want Xavier, the brother to come, but he does not want to, so I am basically kidnapping him. I've got changes of clothes for him in the car. I'm going to say I'm just going home, but we'll get on the highway instead and for an hour he'll be very upset. Then when we get there he will be happy I forced him to come.
Went costume shopping to day with The Director of the Musicale, to no one's luck. I'll be needing a wig this year, didn't find any good ones there. And the costume store in GR was terrifyingly stark.
Okay, well, I'll be off now.
Sometime I'm going to post the assignment I got great compliments on. It's not too long, and i do believe it's very good.
For now.

BONJOUR

A raging succes to dday, in general.
20/20 on A.P. Bio test, top compliments in A.P. Comp from prof and class in general, extremely fun game of Freeze[will explain], not so great marching, but the team won after a quadrouple overtime. I didn't know those existed. Mother came during school, took my car and filled the tank. Came home to find a box of no-fat cookies. Sang on a bus with a former crush with whom I am now extremely close friends.
The only undesirable event occuring would be my msn not staying connected right now.

Bjork's Pluto is raping my ears and I enjoy it. To day was a succesful day in fashion" silver leggings from UOs, white undershirt from AE, lace print baby top from Charlotte Russe, black and white keds, giant silver statement necklace.

Okay, so what's Freeze? It's a fantastically fun game of Improvisations. basically a group of ten or more will sit in a circle, while two are in the center. They are arranged into strange positions and then are told GO! They start acting and blah blah. At any time a person sitting may call FREEZE! and replace one of the actors. From there they can change the story entirely. If you have enough enthoustiastic people playing, this game may go on for literally hours.
have you ever seen Who's Line Is It Anyway?[great show, by the way] I'd say it's like the games they play. Ryan Stiles owns my heart. <333


Seen the musical ONCE APON A MATTRESS? It's this years fall musicale, and I'm sure to get a lead as it's my senior year, and well, I'm great. unfortunately I have big competition who happens to be a major kiss-ass. So we'll find out how that goes. Auditions are next week. Phhiiishhh.


Ah gah, i just remembered I've left my journal in my school locker for the weekend. Gahhh I hate when this happens.

DREAMS OF NEW YORK

So, great news!

Firstly, and the most exciting, is that I have been enrolled in the Airline Acadamy!
Secondly, school has started and got off to a semi-enjoyable start.









Thirdly, word has it, in my first year of earnings with a company, I will make around 25,000. Which means if I don't eat much and don't use a tele- or atleast, not one I have to pay for- I can get a studio apartment in the Upper East Side or in Soho 3 months after my eighteenth birthday. Five years of that and I can eat again. hooray. I could definitely live here. Or there, for that matter.

So, that is the dream for now.

So it looks like all the worrying about colleges and stuff was all for nothing. My idealistic future has been set in motion already, and it's a wish come true. Well, almost. I'm sort of in shock.
I'm going to post a neat web site on here, otherwise I will forget it. http://maps.live.com/ very very handy. Another plus, living here would mean I have a limited food supply, and being myself, I only eat healthy food becasue grease literally makes me vomit, along with walking long distances for items and passing the time, I should be in model shape by the end of the first year. Which, let me tell you, is the ulterior motive to setting myself up in new york. Lucky enough for a street casting?? <333>


Also, I found a picture of ma self in passing. Feeling faint, by the looks of it. Not very good, I think.

SISTER SCREAMS

Madelyn has stopped crying, thankfully.

She has a tummy ache I think, because she cries even when she is feeding.

She is growing quite a lot, her head is significantly bigger. She looks like Grace Kelly.

Besides that To day was interesting. Currently I am watching "The Election," which I am enjoying immensly.

School will start infive days and I do not care. This year I will only do all my work to get A's in every class and hopefully go to Sarah Lawrence, or Pratt, or Richmond. Or none of those. Whatever. I have a great wardrobe, so now I will not be so timid. Money from the government is nice. P.S. vote Barack, if you have a brain.

I have suscribed to this models.com site and need pictures of myself. I have no camera unfortunately. I will need to get some soon. I am 5'8", I wiegh 120 lbs. I believe I have a nice face. Unique looking, I am told. My eyes are fairly wide apart and green. Perhaps when I have pictures I will show.

Fin.

MONEY$$FOR44

Hallo! Guess, what I am going shopping today!
Armed with eighty dollars and a town full of thrift stores I should be as lucky to find something worthy of my body.
Wishlist:
a simple white dress.
cute skinny jeans[i need some more]
lovely cardigan(s)
ballet flats
scarf or belt
the rest of the money goes to the goodies, underclothes, et cetera.


An interesting thing last night, a blood moon. Very beautiful. Took pictures, great silhouette shot. Another thing last night, the start of my new diet. Basically all fruit, and the only oils allowed being that of the olive. The only meat-esque thing being fish and bean burgers, which are delish. I will blog everyday[hopefully] to make sure I stick. I have problems sticking with these wonderful diets I make up. Right now I'm in shape, I suppose, but as i'll be going to New York ina year and I'm hoping to get in some casting places, to make up for my diminuitive figure[only 5'8" folks] I need to be in tiptop form. Not a long way to go.

<3<3 Confessions of A Casting Director and An Alien in New York <3<3

BEYOND GOODWILL

GRAN'S CLOSET

Sorry about the double post today, but this didn't seem to fit with the introduction.

I'd like to share some magic with youall: shop at your granmothers.

Chances are they'll let you take anything that catches your eye, because, welll, she's your grandma! And she doesn't wear that stuff anymore anyway..
It's like your own personal thrift shop, but everything is better than cheap, and you don't have to go through as much dirty post-80's garbage[that'd be nineties, and the now. I'm sorry.]

I've inherited some fabulous printed tights, great blouses, and loads of jewelry. But, maybe I am just lucky. My granmother in question owns and manages a thrift shop downtown. I only have to pick what I like and bag it. But, to prove I'm not the only one, a friend of mine sits among her discoveries. [my internet connection is slow right now, please the link.]
http://a858.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/98/l_674dd9b598218a9337ce9f8116242431.
*orgasm*

And, a word to the wise, don't ever let your friends borrow, or give them your stuff, or the stuff that should be yours. in my experience they turn out not to be your friends, and now you're regrettting letting them have all that stuff. Catty bitches.



SO.
If you haven't gone already, I suggest you book it. Think how sorry you'll be when you inquire about a cousin's cute little clutch at the next fam. reunion and she tells you "Our Grandma gave it to me..."


In extension.. not only may you find fabulous vintage accessories, you mihgt find some great books and postcards, old letters, etc. If you think of yourself as one of those intelligentle, you might be surprised. The rest of your family is perhaps not all as stupid as you thought.

HALLO

Hallo.
Have you yet noticed, this is my first post?
Yes, myspace has lost it's touch[after four years, the gilt shine has definitely rubbed off, now the grey plastic is apparent.] I joined myspace my freshman year of highschool, after the prompting of my friends. I admit to giving in to this sort of peer pressure. Anyway-Four hundred friends later, a zillion bulletins flaunting friend requests strong, I am officially worn out.
And even though I am sick, I cannot delete it. I will save it and return once everysooften to check up on the bands I've come to love.


So, in search of something less drama-provokactive, and a sight more anonymous, I have come to blogspot. After browsing several fashion blogs and social commentaries, I must say I am dazzled.
Maybe I will add another sparkle to this scintillating mass of witty, people pereusing checks, and even more the thing sthese people wear.



So, I will tell you about myself.
Sadly, I live in a small college town, which would be great, but I am not in college yet. Save that for next fall. I'm thinking of going somewhere in New York. hopefully I will be accepted somewhereabouts. Hacking through highschool, sofar, my record is respectable, but unremarkable. 3.2ish grade point... I know. I'm ashamed. I would go on and give youall my sordid excuses but I annoy myself when I do that. Let me just tell you I have been homeless or couch hopping about 2/3 of highschool sofar. That'd be two years out of three. My grandmother was kind enough to house me this summer. Now I am back at home because my mother has had a new baby, 14 years the youngest of her children. Madelyn is a week old baby who delights herself by making strange gurgling noises from the pit of her stomach and gets the hiccups frequently.
myself, I am about seventeen with an ambition for an invisible something. I have yet to discover what I'm looking for.


For now I am wanting to see Factory Girl, I heard it was good. And Marie Antoinette, which I heard was bad. But I have a soft spot for crappy movies.