Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas! And Happy New Year!

I was accepted to MC, and offered a substantial amount in scholarship money (yay!) Right now I'm (supposed to be) working on Southern Miss scholarship essays. I've finished one out of three. That counts as progress.

I've been reading a new (well, to me they're new) series of books: The Luxe series. I'm on the third one so far, Envy. The series is pretty good. It's about the lives of 4 society girls in 1899/1900 Manhattan. So it's kinda like Gossip Girl, but I've never read those books or seen the show. That's just what the critics say. I'd say it's better, since it's based in 1899/1900.

Glee came to an end two weeks ago until April. April. It's so far away, but I will find things to do between now and then. I cried about 6 times while watching the finale. I loved Lea Michele's cover of Don't Rain on My Parade. It was astonishing. And I don't know about the rest of you (you there, you are reading right?) but I am so engrossed with Will Schuster and Emma. Aaaahhhhh it makes me anxious just thinking about it.

Anyway, I've got to finish essays. Happy reading my friends!

MC

I went to Mississippi College yesterday for Music Preview Day  :)  I loved it.  I'm definitely going to apply.  It was a lot of fun.  I love the faculty, the student, and I love the choir.  It was a pretty exciting day.  It didn't hurt that some of my friends from my old school were there too.  :)  

I want to play tennis today, but I think it might rain.  And I left my racquet in my dorm room...

Thanksgiving is coming up!  It's this Thursday, and I probably won't blog again before it gets here, so, until then, Happy Thanksgiving!

There is a pond in the lobby of our floor.  

I lost a follower.  :(  

The Wonderful August School Days

We are now officially in the third week of school.  It's been wonderful.  A few things to note, though. 

 

1.  We told Mrs. Bev that we like it when she makes those breakfast announcements on the weekends.  We did not mean that we wanted them every morning, along with 4 bells before the bell to go to class.

2.  My suitemates are loud when they are excited.

3.  My suitemates are easily excited.

4.  My shower does not hold water, therefore, the water gets all over the bathroom floor and eventually goes down the drain, which, unfortunately, is never during the time in which we decide to sweep.

5.  There is a new rule.  We must call our teachers and the staff of the school by their last name.  It's weird.

6.  The third floor is insane.

7.  I hate it when people are unrealistic and complain a lot.

8.  I'm living without a laundry hamper.  Sometime between the end of last year and now, it disappeared.  I'm convinced that the shoe fairy we had in room 505 last year took it to put all of his shoes in.

I love my school, and the people who attend it.  But sometimes, I'm reminded why I was so ready for summer at the end of the year.  

I'm taking German.  It's fun. 

GET UP

I woke up today at 2:45 pm.  I hate waking up past 12.

See, every morning of this glorious summer, I think, "It's summer.  I'm going to sleep as late as I want to, no matter the consequences."

Then I end up sleeping past 12, and I find myself thinking, "Crap Cierra.  Bad idea alert."

I think I'll wake up early tomorrow, like around 7 or 8, just so I can enjoy the morning.   :)  That sounds nice.

Dream/Nightmare

I had the WORST dream last night.  I woke up in feeling so dreadful.  It was the first time I've ever cried in a dream.  Wanna know what it was?  Okay.  Here:

I was auditioning for Wicked.  (I don't know where it was or how big the production was.)  Kristin Chenoweth was holding auditions (I know..kinda weird.)  She and I became friends.  She would ask me my opinion on casting options, like who would be best for Fiyero and Boq.  She even hinted that I had gotten the part of Glinda (my dream role.)  Finally, she put THE LIST up.  

I didn't get a part.  Not even in the ensemble.  

But my grandmother did.  She was going to be playing the part of Madame Morrible.  

My grandmother doesn't sing.  Or act.  Or anything.  

Now I know that it sounds silly, but the dream was SO REAL.  I woke up and Southern said that I looked like I was about to cry [i was.]  It was awful.  I'm glad it was just a dream.  

Family Reunion

I'm at the Beach until Sunday.  My friend Southern is with me.  :)  We're here for my family reunion, which, officially, is Saturday.  I'm excited.  There's always really good food:  fried chicken, deviled eggs, potato salad, watermelon, macaroni and cheese, etc..., and a huge dessert table!  I'm excited.  

Spongebob Spongebash starts tonight at 8.  New episodes.  Is it sad that I love Spongebob?  I wish I'd have thought of him.  Who knew that a yellow sponge who lives at the bottom of the ocean would have been a huge hit with children (and other people who are not children)?

I feel bad for the Trix rabbit.  He's been craving those little Trix cereals for decades now.  He didn't even get to eat them when they were fruit shaped!  [and they were the best when they were fruit shaped.]  Poor rabbit.  I would give him some Trix.  I think he deserves it.  

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Stranger: where?

You: here.

I thought that was cool.

Speaking of Wimbledon...

Maria Sharapova got beat yesterday by Gisela Dulko 2-6, 6-3, 4-6.  

Guess we won't be seeing anymore of her Sgt. Peppers couture.

Jusqu'à ce que nous nous réunissions encore.

Wimbledon '09

Welcome to Wimbledon 2009!  These are the latest fashions of The Mighty Fed and Maria Sharapova!  

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Is it just me, or does it look like Nike is going for the Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club look?

Especially for Maria Sharapova.  

Now I love Wimbledon.  It is by far my favorite Grand Slam of the year.  It's the only Grand Slam that offers day-of tickets, for those of you that are willing to stand in line for at least 3 hours.  And they also have a re-sale booth, where people can turn in the Centre Court, Court 1 and 2 tickets to be resold for 5 pounds!  Wimbledon has the best tennis fans, and they do a lot to accommodate them.  It is the most traditional tournament.  The players are allowed to wear only white for the matches.  Hence, many players try to spice their outfits up.  

This Sgt. Pepper's look is okay, if that's what they were going for.  The Mighty Fed looks more like...I don't know.  Like he's in the military maybe?  Their outfits are quite comical to me, and I enjoy them.  

Yes Yes...

I really need to update my blog more often.  

Zee Wishing Tree

I've gotten the opportunity to do a musical theater workshop kind of thing at the Orpheum in Memphis, July 6th through the 10th, with a ticket to see Wicked on the 11th.  I really hope I get accepted.  How cool would that be?  I get to be backstage and I think I get to meet the cast and everything.  There are master classes.  :)  How exciting!!  

"Unlimited.

My future is unlimited." 

I think those are two of my favorite lyrics in the whole show.  

I just read A Little Bit Wicked by Kristin Chenoweth.  It was so good.  It's one of those books that you can't put down.  I finished it in 2 and a half days.  It was so inspiring too, especially if you want to be on Broadway or be a successful opera singer, or a performer in general.  I have a lot of respect for her.  She's done a lot of work to get where she is today.  

That -------------------------------------------------------------^

is the wish tree.  I wish that I become SOMEBODY.  

I started work today.  I'm only working this month (I'm not really sure why I'm not working all summer, but it's perfectly fine with me!)  Apparently I'm really good at answering phones, because out of the only two jobs I've ever had, answering phones has been part of the job description.  Hey, easy money.  Next summer I'll be 18, so I can audition for professional shows and get paid.  AND start my professional resume.  But in the meantime, while I'm still not legal yet, this will have to do.  Hey, we've all got to start somewhere.  Maybe I'll blog tomorrow; let you guys know how work is going. Haha.

But since I do have work in the morning, and it is almost 1:30 a.m, it is time for my body to reunite with my bed and temporarily become unconscious.  Until then.........i love you.  

Bye.

What is that noise?

Last night around 1:30 a.m., I was up watching tennis on TV, and I hear this noise.  It sounds like a muffled "meow".  So I got to the back porch, turn the light on, and my cat is standing there with a dead squirrel in her mouth.  When she sees me, she drops it on the mat and looks at me triumphantly and meows.  "Oh look," I think, "She brought me a present."  So I reach down to pet her and she is purring.  She's so proud of herself.  

On another note, I don't know if I've mentioned my recent infatuation with Hugh Jackman.  Yep.  I like him.  Australia: Wonderful.  Wolverine: Wonderful.  Swordfish: not really my favorite genre of movie, but Wonderful.  Oklahoma!: Wonderful.  I just can't get enough of Hugh Jackman.  I swear I've seen The Prestige, but I've also seen The Illusionist, and I get the two mixed up.   But I won't get to in depth into my infatuation for Hugh Jackman.

MSA friends, if you are reading this, I MISS YOU.  I enjoy being home, but I do not enjoy being away from my friends.  :(  It makes me sad to think that I can't go back to school and get in my bed in my dorm room because all of my stuff is here, at home.  I love you guys :)

The Last Supper at El Som

Tomorrow is the last day of school, and while most high school students would be exuberant about this, I am not.  It's actually quite depressing.  I've been moving out today, working on getting my signatures so that I can leave tomorrow...  But it's just been sad.  It's weird to walk into the hall towards the elevator and look out of the window at the view of the campus and think, "I won't see this every morning when I wake up for the next two and a half months."  I've gotten used to the new pace of life that I decided to jump into in early August.  It's become more of a home to me, since I've spent more time here than I have at my real home.  It's like moving away from home.  But worse, because, when I moved away from my real home to come to this school, I know that my family would always be there when I came back.  Everybody isn't going to be here when I come back in August.  It'll feel like some of my family left.  

I never thought I would have gotten so attached to this school, and the people.

So, in remembrance of all the good times we've had this year, me and my closest friends got together and went to El Sombrero for our "last supper."  It was nice.  After that, me and three of my friends explored the town and just kind of chilled and talked.  When we got back to the school, almost the entire school was in the front of the school in the big yard area playing ultimate frisbee or sitting on the sidewalk or the grass enjoying our last days with each other.  Some people had their cars on and were listening to music.  What a great way to end the year, huh?   So cheers to you, class of '09 and '10.  This has been a great year :)

I'm aggravated.  All semester, I've been working on a video for two of my best friends who are graduating.  I finished the video, bought 10 DVDs, burned the video onto the DVDs, and I was good to go.  On Thursday, I got everybody down to come watch.  I was so pumped.  I was going to put my DVD into the DVD player and we were going to watch it on the TV, how exciting!  Well guess what....  It didn't work.  Apparently I didn't burn it right.  So that's 9 DVDs wasted.  SO, I had to go to Wal-Mart, but more DVDs, and start all over.  However, I've done it right this time and it's much cooler.  :)  So I'm not so aggravated now.  But now I'm trying to figure out how to do Menu Audio.  I know how to put it there, and it says it's there, but I don't hear anything.  Ugh.  Technology sucks.

Choir Banquet

Our choir banquet was tonight.  It was a really really great banquet, so kudos to the officers.  It was small, and we just had it at Broma's in the little "party room" haha, but that was all we needed.  It was really personal, as well as emotional.  We have two weeks of school left.  Only two.  This is one of my friend's last weeks (she has more important things like LA to do.)  The choir banquet was really sad. The seniors passed down important titles, such as Choir Fairy and Fairy Keeper.  The seniors also made each of us new, original title!  I got Chatter Box.  Haha.  That part was fun.  

But then we all sang Sing Me to Heaven, and a lot of us could barely hold ourselves together.  I'm surprised I could sing throughout the whole song.  I ended up bawling my eyes out.  I was so embarrassed when I left the restaurant because my whole face was so red and puffy (I am not a pretty crier.)  We all got to cry together though.  

Gosh, this choir is like my family.  I mean, I live so far away from home that the choir and my fellow Juniors have become my only sense of family around here.  And now the Seniors are graduating.  It's sad.  It almost feels like they're about to die and we'll never see them again.  That's kind of how it is every time somebody withdraws or gets expelled or doesn't get invited back.  That's how personal our whole school is (because we're such a small school.)  I can't imagine how emotional graduation is going to be....  I love them all so much.  

Yay! I have a follower!
Haha.

It's only Monday, and I can already tell there's going to be drama this week... It's SO ridiculous. I hate it. I hate THEM. It's sad really.... But I will not bore you with infidelities of my peers.
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–noun, plural -ties.
1.
marital disloyalty; adultery.
2.
unfaithfulness; disloyalty.
3.
lack of religious faith, esp. Christian faith.
4.
a breach of trust or a disloyal act; transgression.

I'm talking about descriptions 2 and 4.

We got a free day in English today, hence my blogging.

Ooh our Choir concert is this Friday. Yes, it is a mandatory go home weekend, and yes, it is Mother's Day weekend, but I'm sure Mr. Teacher has a perfectly reasonable reason for scheduling the choir concert under those circumstances.
Our Musical Theater performance/show thing will be on Monday. And I think the whole school has to come....................................................................

Mmmmmmmm.

Nerds Jelly Beans are 

AMAZING.  

Go buy some.  

They just made my life.

:/

Sorry my blogs are so long.

What??

I've had a lot to think about lately.  I can't believe how close graduation is (21 school days, 30 regular days.)  I'm not graduating, but one of my best friends is.  It's really sad.  Since I go to a school with only Juniors and Seniors, it's going to be really different next year.  She won't be there everyday.  I mean, she'll only be a phone call away of course, but it still won't be the same.  I don't want her to graduate.  ...  Oh that sounds so selfish!  

Also, I have a funeral to go to tomorrow.... It's sad..  It really makes you realize that we don't have infinite time with the people you love.  It's gotten me to think about how I'll feel when the people closest to me just cease to continue to live.  It really makes me appreciate my friends and family.  Life is too spontaneous and short not to appreciate every aspect of it. 

I have an ulcer on the bottom of my tongue.  It's irritating.  

Oh, have you heard about Mystery Mr. Millionaire?  He's this guy who has hired this really expensive matchmaker (starting at the measly price of $50,000) to find a wife for him, but he wants to remain anonymous.  He has 4 requirements: Beauty, brains, body, and balance.  Oh, and she has to be either 5'5" or 5'6".  Ha!  Okay so watch all of these women who meet his "standards" line up to be matched up with him, and then he turns out to be this terribly boring man who is not attractive at all.  Gross.  Can you imagine waking up to that every morning for the rest of your life just because he's Mystery Mr. Millionaire?  That's so silly.  But hey, if it works for him.  And I know it's working for Ms. I'm Going To Charge You $50K To Find You A Woman hahaha.  

How does one acquire that job anyhow?  I mean, it can't be that bad of a job.  

perp derp.

Sorry this is so random

Topic I

Almost everybody in our movement class was in a really pissy mood the other day.  I think we were trying really hard, but some people just did not want to enjoy what we were doing.  They were very focused on finding the errors in what everyone was doing.  I'll admit, I get way too technical sometimes, but that's just how I am.  I'm the same way with research papers.  I'm an infamous perfectionist.  ZACH.  GET THE FLIPPIN CAMERA.  THANKS. 

I think my problem is that I have no idea what I'm doing.  When I have a spark of brilliance, it's pretty wonderful.  But sometimes, I'm blank.  She'll ask for one thing, we'll try it, and then she'll ask for the complete opposite.  It's extremely confusing....  

Topic II

What??  WHAT DO YOU WANT?!  Really, seriously, stop looking at me!

Topic III (this is me complaining.)

This week has sucked.  Sunday, I "bumped" into someone else's freakin parked car.  And on Saturday I have to go to a funeral.  Just found out that we have room inspection tonight, and, no offense Roommate, but she's not the cleanest person in the world.  It really gets on my nerves when she sweeps, but she doesn't sweep it up and throw it away.  We've had a pile of nasty laying on our floor for about two days now.  It's gross.  We'll probably fail.  There are weird people here who I don't know....  Who are these people?  

Oh also, sometimes I feel like my voice teacher (my main teacher in school since I'm a voice major at a residential arts high school) just does not understand how condescending he is.  I mean, I want to be somebody.  I don't want to graduate high school, and then go to some okay college and major in Vocal Performance and then not go anywhere (I'm gonna minor in international marketing).  I want to go somewhere amazing, and be amazing.  Yeah, being a member of the Metropolitan Opera Chorus gets you 6 digits $, but I want to be in the spot light.  I just want to apply and audition, and if I get accepted, and if they think I'm ready then I know I'm ready.  You know?  If I get accepted, I won't turn it down.   

Perp derp.  

Ghosts?

So apparently our campus is super haunted. I believe it. I hate staying in my dorm room when I'm the only person in the suite, because I usually hear noises and it creeps me out and I end up not getting any sleep. Some people have used ouija boards, and they've all talked to the same spirits, even if it hasn't been the same people. It's crazy. Some people claim to have seen the ghost of Elizabeth sitting in that old recliner in the Elizabethan Cottage, which is this really old two-storied white house that is not in use. During Hurricane Gustav, I was afraid that the wind would blow it down. We don't use it.. People also claim to have seen ghosts in the windows of Cooper. One of my friends slept on her matress in the hallway of her dorm room all by herself and she got creeped out becuase she said it sounded like someone was in there with her. She said that it was like somebody was hiding from her and either were gonna jump out and scare her or that they didn't want her to know that they were there. It's just really creepy. I'm convinced our dorms are haunted. During the Civil War, our campus buildings were used as military hospitals. Personally, Cooper creeps me out the most. I was walking by it one night from the coffee shop by myself and got this really weird feeling.. I did not like it. But, hey, it gives me good stories to tell people back home. Maybe I can get a picture of the Elizabethan Cottage on here.

I like blogging.

I think I've just realized that I like blogging.  Although nobody reads it.

But that's okay.

11:42 p.m. and this is what I make of it.

It's 11:42 right now and I'm really tired.   I should be going to bed, but sadly I'm too lazy to get up from this comfy chair and go get in bed (my bed is really high and I usually have to get a running start to jump.)  My roommate is in the shower and the soap smells really good.  

Gosh it's only Monday.  This is going to be one of the slowest weeks.  And I keep getting a whiff of something not so pleasant..  Lovely.  :/  

One of my friends has been accepted to the West Point Military Academy and I'm really proud of him!  Apparently around 40,000 people apply and only 1,200 are accepted, so congrats!  I'm glad he's going out and doing something with his life.  

On the other hand, I'm a little worried about the students who are getting accepted to my school.  The question isn't "Can you get in?" it's "Can you stay?"  And quite frankly, I don't think many of them can..or will.  Next year will be interesting.  I still have hope though.  Perhaps there will be some really cool juniors.  Perhaps they will make the mistake of using flowers as tools of artistry and decorate the sidewalks.  heh heh heh

Oh by the way, about two years ago me and my best friend started this thing where every time we'd write each other a note, we'd include an original haiku.  They got pretty ridiculous.

Remember that time

You made fried bologna?

Yeah.. that was tastey.

This past week...

I think I lost a friend today.  I mean, whatever.  The thing that bothered me was that she ignored me for a week; she didn't say anything.  I thought we were pretty good friends, but she just up and decided that she didn't want to be my friend.  Quite random.  I haven't the slightest idea as to what I may have done to her, but it's okay.  Life goes on, and obviously she will not be a part of my ongoing life.  

POTUS says hi to the blogging world.

Just got bored, so I started a blog.  I thought it would be a dandy way for everybody to keep up with me over the summer.  

Is it a bad idea to be playing with a safety pin in your mouth?