Random Jabber

Hey. So I'm back and going completely insane. But that's more or less normal for me, isn't it? I mean, aren't I always slightly off the wall? A little out there? A little crazy?

There are sparkles on my keyboard.

Christmas is coming. I suppose I ought to be excited. I mean, it's Christmas, for goodness sake! Presents, family, friends, fun, time off school. Excitement plastered everywhere and people going comepletely mad as they attempt to prepare for the season. Lights go up, balloons go up in yards, people pull out their winter coats...

Or they would, if it would snow.

32 degrees outside, all day long, and no snow in Heber City. We need a massive storm to blow in - I want two feet of powder on my porch when I wake up on Christmas Day. If you're the religious sort, please pray for Heber to get snow. I'll be eternally grateful.

I've come up with an entire line of cartoon characters. It's basically a gang of individuals who rang from 13 to 18 years old, from Gothic to hippie, spoiled to abused, and rich to broke. It's so much fun! I mean, in Graphics all we have to do is come up with a picture to put into the computer, but to me, every face has a story behind it, whether the face be real or imaginary. Of course I had to write up character discriptions for all ten of my perfect little drawings.

Great SCOTT, that Miss Dorthey...

By the way, I'm in a play. As part of the crew. Not the cast... heavens, no, I couldn't act to save my life, but I can sit off to the side of the stage and put up subtitles for when the Chinese people speak. That's not hard for me.

Yet despite all that, I'm going to try out for Fiddler on the Roof. Maybe as the oldest daughter, or the second oldest.

The play I'm in now, at any rate, is called Thoroughly Modern Millie. It's the funniest play on the planet and we have an absolutely astounding actor for Mr. Trevor Graydon. The guy who does it is actually moving to Hollywood to become an actor, and I think he'll make it. He is so good at acting. He's got more talent than anybody I know.

If he doesn't make it I will go find him someday and put him in a movie... I don't care how old he'll be, I will find a part for the guy and I will make him famous. He deserves more than a job being a bartender.

Have you heard that if somebody is thinking about you as you fall asleep, you dream about them? It may be only superstition, but if it were true... well, let's say that I have had dreams about some peculiar characters. Including but not limited to a Goth kid in my biology class.

It was odd.

I think, someday, when I'm an adult, I'll find a company who will publish my blog into a book. And I'll keep a copy of it to remember my teenage years... like a journal, almost, but digital. Something to hold on to and laugh at with my kids when they're teens. This blog holds so much random stuff about my life...

Top Seven List of Favorite Actors:
1. Johnny Depp
2. Robert Downey Jr.
3. Taylor Lautner
4. Orlando Bloom
5. Daniel Radcliffe
6. Jackson Rathbone
7. Peter Facinelli

Peculiar number, I know, but I don't have more than seven favorite actors...

And those guys didn't all make the list simply because they were attractive. Some made it because I admire their talent... actually, they all made it for both. They are all highly talented, and they're all really attractive. And don't anybody argue that Johnny Depp, Peter Facinelli, and Robert Downey are old, because I don't care! They're still massively attractive, and I am perfectly entitled to think so.

So I discovered this band called Heyhihello, and now my list of favorite bands is three. The other two are Owl City (of course!) and The Killers.

So this is what I do in my spare time nowadays:

Go ahead. Say, "Hello, gorgeous."

OMGOSH guitar.

I really love this one. The typography is nice.



One of my favs. Formerly I've kept all my words equally faded out, but I thought the different
opacities suited they message they convey.

These are all done entirely with Picnik, except for the one with the guitar - through much stress, irritation, and improvisation I managed to Photoshop that thing in there. Then I Picniked it :)

So I really love art. Any form. I love to write (stories and poetry), I love to draw, paint, sew, cut, paste, splatter, make music, scan, edit, trace, copy, take pictures, create cartoons, and yes, I think if I tried it, I would love acting. Because, quite simply, art is a way to express yourself, and I love to express myself in abstract ways that often only I can understand. I love to be able to throw elements together and create something astounding, something pleasing to the eye, something my art teacher would buy and hang in her house. It thrills me to finish a project, and it enthralls me when I begin a new one. I love to sit for hours after school and cut tiny objects out of paper, then glue them down again... I love to create art on the computer... I love it when people call me an art nerd because I'm proud of it. I love it when my older brother compliments me and says he couldn'tve done better himself. I love the freedom of art, the lack of guidlines, the ability to do whatever you want, however you want, whenever you want, and be admired for it. I love that.

Art is the wings I've always wanted, the feathers I've never had.