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[18 May 2012|09:15pm] |
APPARENTLY, lambs are not inside pets according to SOME PEOPLE. Even though Lady Eleanor is practically ROYALTY, she has to live OUTSIDE. Thankfully, Rhys and Brennan and EVERYONE are building her an awesome lamb-house and pen to run around in so Amira doesn't age prematurely from scowling so much. Seriously, Mira - you GOTTA chillax. No one likes frown lines!
Anyway, Lady Eleanor is ADORABLE and likes to jump on beds and LEAP through the house. It's super cute. Totally sneaking her in so she can jump on beds even when she has her outside home
Oh, and Brennan... be careful. I think Mira blames you and is gonna try to get you back!!
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[17 May 2012|04:35pm] |
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Ummm... I think I'm lost?
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[02 Apr 2012|08:41pm] |
DUDE why does the Echo wanna write about me all the time? And if you're gonna write about me, I do stuff that's actually INTERESTING sometimes. Making out is FUN, but it doesn't really require a lot of talent, right? Even if I am awesome at it.
Also, I'd really like it if people in my classes and stuff would stop asking me if I'm going to get my memories back, ok? I'm not going to. I don't want to talk about it AT ALL and I don't want to remember it. The end.
In other news, I tried to get a granola bar out of the vending machine today and candy came out instead! I am not mad at all. It's like the universe is telling me I need more sugar.
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[27 Mar 2012|11:53pm] |
OMG THIS GUY WITH A REALLY BAD SUNBURN ON HIS NOSE JUST CAME UP TO ME AND SAID "I'M GONNA BITE YOU" AND SMILED LIKE THAT WAS PERFECTLY NORMAL OR SOMETHING.
I WAS LIKE OH HELL NO YOU ARE NOT GONNA BITE ME AND I TRIED TO PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE BUT APPARENTLY KICKBOXING CLASSES AT THE GYM ARE NOT LIKE REAL KICKBOXING AND I TOTALLY MISSED HIM SO THEN I KICKED HIM IN THE SHIN AND RAN INTO THE NEAREST BUILDING WHICH WAS THE SCIENCE HALL AND IT SMELLS LIKE THAT STUFF THAT GOES IN THE JARS WHERE YOU PUT THE FROGS THEY MADE US DISSECT IN THAT BIO CLASS BUT I DIDNT DO THE DISSECTING BECAUSE IT WAS GROSS AND MY LAB PARTNER DID IT FOR ME ANYWAY -- OH BUT THEN I HAD TO HIDE IN THE BATHROOM BECAUSE HE WAS FOLLOWING ME AND WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE? I DO NOT WANT TO GET BITTEN! WHY IS IT OKAY TO BITE PEOPLE?
Maybe I should get one of the hitwizards to find him before he bites someone else.
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[12 Mar 2012|08:07pm] |
OMIGOD. BEES DO NOT WANT ME TO MAKE IT AS A DANCER. APPARENTLY THEY WANT TO SABOTAJ MY CAREER AND MAKE ME NOT GET A JOB WITH A COMPANY AND THEN I'LL HAVE TO BE A STRIPPER--NOT EVEN A CLASSY BURLESQUE DANCER BUT A SAD STRIPPER WHO DOESN'T EVEN GET VERY GOOD TIPS BECAUSE NO RESPECTABLE STRIP CLUB WOULD HIRE SOMEONE WHO CAN'T EVEN MAKE IT THROUGH A REHEARSAL WITHOUT GETTING ATTACKED BY A RABBIT BEE!
I was just minding my own business doing the choreo like the choreographer had choreographed it and then THERE WAS A BEE AND IT WAS IN MY HAIR AND I STARTED FLAILING AND SQUEALING BECAUSE IT WAS GOING TO BITE ME.
And... I AM NOT A FLOWER. I know that kid thought I was a tree, BUT BEES DON'T EVEN LIKE TREES, and ELOISE (with a silent S, guys) said that BUTTERFLIES like Aspens, NOT BEES.
And then some of the people around me thought that what I was doing was like, part of the choreo, so they started flailing and hopping around and then ALL OF US WERE and the choreographer got REALLY MAD and told me I needed to LEAVE THE CLASS for the day because I was DISRUPTIVE but THE BEE WAS THE ONE WHO MADE THE PROBLEM, NOT ME, AND THEY DIDN'T EVEN KICK THE BEE OUT OF THE STUDIO. IT WAS STILL THERE BUZZING AROUND LIKE NOTHING HAD EVEN HAPPENED WHEN I LEFT.
I hope someone squishes it.
And now I see bees EVERYWHERE on campus IT'S LIKE THEY ARE FOLLOWING ME.
And my mom is coming this week to see me dance in the recital on Thursday and she apparently signed me up for a dance competition in London on Friday and I don't even have any choreography ready for it and she said I jsut need to come up with something or rework an old routine, but I have rehearsals for the recital ALL WEEK for like THE WHOLE DAY and when am I supposed to do that, when I'm sleeping, because I think I need to sleep sometimes or else I'm going to fall asleep in rehearsal and miss my cue to come onstage and lose my solo and then mom would be REALLY pissed because I only have one solo and one pas de deux and the rest of the time I'm in the chorus because I'm not a principle yet BECAUSE I'M ONLY A SECOND YEAR but she doesn't get that and thinks I should already be a principle and SHE thinks that if I don't start getting better parts I wont be able to make it as a dancer either AND THEN THE BEES WILL GET WHAT THEY WANT and I WILL BE A SAD UNCLASSY STRIPPER.
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[06 Mar 2012|05:54pm] |
OMIGOD. I AM NOT A TREE, OKAY? YES, MY NAME IS ASPEN. I DO NOT SEE WHY THAT MEANS I'M A TREE. I HAVE LEGS AND TREES DON'T HAVE LEGS. TREES DON'T DANCE. TREES ARE NOT BLONDE. TREES ARE NOT HUMANS.
This kid is really starting to annoy me. So like, my dance class, today we have these kids visiting from a studio in London for charity or whatever and their studio doesn't have a lot of money so some of us college dancers are giving them lessons. Which is fun! I like teaching dance stuff! But this one kid, Brady, he's like 12 years old and he keeps calling me an Aspen tree.
Then he asks if he can CLIMB me.
And firstly, that's rude. And third, it's also WAY inappropriate because he's TWELVE.
If I had known we were working with kids this old (and BOYS, too) I would have worn more clothes than just my usual dancewear booty shorts and sports bra. I mean, it's hot in the studio and that kind of clothes lets you move way better, but I think I would have worn sweatpants and a t-shirt so rude boys wouldn't be asking to climb me.
I realy really really like doing the demonstrations and "master classes" for the little kids but I don't think I like these teenager people. With the little ones they still LOVE dancing and aren't worried about how they look or what parts they're going to get--and best of all, they're not already burned out with the whole rehearsing every day thing and on the verge of quitting. I think by the time kids turn 10 or 12 a lot of them have already decided they HATE dancing but they keep doing it because their moms want them to and it makes them REALLY UNPLEASANT. That and the little ballet girls always wear huge tutus and they're super cute because the tutus are always really bright colors and pretty much bigger than they are. And they're all at an age where mean teachers haven't told them they suck yet and where they all think they're the best dancers in the world, and I wish people could keep thinking that forever because it just makes them so happy.
And also they call me a tree. How is Aspen even a tree anyway? It's a SKI RESORT. A really fancy one. My parents named me Aspen because I was CONCEPTED there. Or something. I totally wasn't concepted in a tree. THat would be ridiculous. I'm not a freaking monkey or possum or something. Or a bird.
BUT IT'S NOT ALL BAD. One of the teachers from that studio had a REALLY EXPENSIVE new kind of camera that I really really want. It has instant magical film stuff that doesn't just record a normal moving picture--it records short video clips! SOO I can paste in this "picturevideo" of me dancing for those kids. LOOK HERE!
[ooc: pretend the video was just about the size of a polaroid, pasted into the journal]</small]
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[26 Feb 2012|12:14am] |
[Hexed from Rhys]
Does anyone know how to fix a cake? I looked in the directory but I couldn't find a cake repairman. I owled the normal repairman but he thought I was joking. I'm not. This cake is important. I need someone to make it not gross because it's Rhys' birthday and I was going to make it for him and Otto and I spent like TWO HOURS on it and now it's like a rock on the outside but soggy on the inside except for the parts where there are whole sugar cubes, and I think maybe it's important to use all the eggs the recipe calls for instead of using yogurt instead, and maybe cocoa powder and hot cocoa aren't the same thing, are they? And it kind of tastes like beer. Probably because Rhys thought I should be able to use beer instead of oil.
But SOMEONE can fix it! RIGHT?
Also, what can I use instead of sugar to make icing? I ran out of sugar cubes because the ones I didn't put in the cake, I ate them. And also if the recipe says to bring it to a low boil, does that part really matter, because this stove is scary. I tried to turn it on and it hissed at me.
I even used baking vodka and everything.
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[17 Feb 2012|03:13pm] |
Why does this keep happening? Does anybody want to go with me to try to look for Sandra? I'm probably not very good at finding people, but I at least wanna try.
I can't even focus on anything. Not even dance. I kept messing up in ballet class today and I fell during partner work in contemporary, and it wasn't my partner's fault, I wasn't in the right spot, I was off by a step, and now my knee is all swollen and sore and I have to take the whole weekend and maybe even monday off so I'll just end up sitting here thinking about stuff that I'd rather not think about.
I really just wish people would stop disappearing.
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[13 Feb 2012|12:41am] |
The healers let me go home finally. I'm back and I'm safe... I think. But I don't remember anything.
Thanks everyone who was looking for me and stuff. Sorry to make everyone worry.
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[08 Feb 2012|11:42am] |
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DANCE RECITAL TONIGHT AT 7 IN THE AUDITORIUM! EVERYONE COME! I HAVE AN AWESOME DUET with my friend Sebastian, AND I have a solo during one of the group numbers, so YAY! Now I gotta go to class, ugh. Then I'm gonna take a nap cause I TOTALLY couldn't sleep last night because I was too excited. BUT THEN, TIME FOR HAIR AND MAKEUP AND COSTUMES AND DANCING!
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[06 Feb 2012|11:15am] |
Why does everybody have to get so MAD about stuff? And no, not Mad in the ENGLISH way. I know it's different here. I mean mad in like the ANGRY way. And maybe not even angry but people just get all upset about everything and it's really flustrating. Maybe some people need to do more stress releasing stuff. Like I never get stressed out because I go dance and get all that bad energy OUT and when I'm done I feel great and I don't have go to around being snappy at people for no reason other than they have a different opinion than you and --GUESS WHAT--it's okay to have a different opinion! Like, some people think I'm dumb, and I know that, but I just have the opinion that I'm NOT so yeah, it sucks when people TELL me I'm stupid or something but usually they're just mean people who have nothing better to do than make other people feel bad and maybe they need to put other people down so that they can feel happy. It's not RIGHT, but I guess where I have dancing and gymnastics and cheer, some people don't have any activities that make them feel better, so they have to get angry because being angry is kind of like their sport or something. So if people want to build forts because that makes them feel happy and less likely to be awful to people, then they should do it! But for people who don't like forts who live in the same building, maybe they should like... make it not block everything. I dont know I haven't been to the tents because frankly I don't know which building Shacklebolt is and even if I did my feet kind of hurt from my ballet class this morning and I don't really want to walk allll the way over to wherever that is.
Let's just try to be AWESOME to each other instead! ( Cut because this could go on for a LONG time )
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[05 Feb 2012|02:10pm] |
OMNOMNOM CHOCOLATE!
I probably shouldn't be eating so many of these right before the big recital on Wednesday, but they're SOOO GOOD!
Rhys, my "secret admirer" (EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE NOT VERY SECRET!) I can't eat all of these yummy chocolates. Come over and share with me! Chocolate will help you be less sore from your hardcore training, too. At least it works for me!
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[31 Jan 2012|11:18pm] |
RHYS YOU'RE THE BEST EVER! THANKS SO MUCH, YOU TOTALLY MADE MY DAY! XOXO
Also, acro class is AWESOME but my arms are SO SORE. I can do handstands no problem, but the teacher expects us to hold them for SO LONG. I thought I might fall over! Cheer has TOTALLY helped me for this class, though, since I already have most of the tricks down!
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[18 Jan 2012|09:08pm] |
I got the PRETTIEST FLOWERS EVER! Thankyousomuch Rhys! You're the best!
( RHYS )
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[10 Jan 2012|12:01am] |
I hate my English class. I knew there was a reason I didn't go to it last semester. WHY ARE COMMAS EVEN IMPORTANT ANYWAY? I'm not gonna be a writer----I'm a DANCER. I'm never gonna have to write anything in my LIFE except for like... signing my name on contracts and stuff! Besides it's like wrong... it's not racist but it's something else that's not justicy--to make an AMERICAN take ENGLISH like it's my first language or something. Isn't that why we have the Declaration of Independence? There has to be something in there about that. Or maybe in the Bill of Rights. One of those abatements. No that's not right... but you know what I mean. Like the first abatement. I have the right to speak whatever speech I speak the best! THERE ARE THINGS IN ENGLISH THAT DO NOT EXIST IN AMERICAN. Like, ok, what the fuck does WHOM even mean? Is this like the middle ages or something? HELLO! I live in the modern world, not in like Princess Diana's court or something. And I was so bored in class today that I was about to fall asleep and that professor comes over and is like "I would appreciate it if you would refrain from snoozing whilst I am talking." WHILST. He's teaching this english shit and even I know he's just making stuff up. There is no way that is a word. No way at all. And we have an essay due in like TWO DAYS about ... something. I forgot the assignment sheet. I put it somewhere. I'll find it. It was about something like an event in my past that somehow shaped who I am today. Well, if we're talking about shape, then that's totally kickboxing and yoga. Even with all the dancing I do, my ass would be EEENOORMOUS if I didn't do some cross training! That's going to be a reeeeally boring essay.
Also, it was totally rude that the professor singled me out and said "and in formal papers, you will kindly abstain from the overuse of certain punctuation marks, such as exclamation points." First of all, didn't we ALL learn in our muggle studies classes YEARS AGO that abstinence only education NEVER WORKED? Besides, I am offended that just because I'm a cheerleader he thinks I'll overuse exclamation marks!! Or maybe it's because I'm an American. What an awful judgy person he is!!!!
OH BUT the first week wasn't all bad! DANCE CLASSES!! they were badass. I like my instructors better this semester, and I only have THREE HOURS A WEEK of ballet, which is such a relief, because I can spend way more time on contemporary and jazz and hip hop and I'm even taking an ACROBATIC DANCE class which is WICKED.
( Oh and my tattoo )
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[06 Jan 2012|11:20pm] |
HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE! Hope everyone's was awesome like mine. I would do a happy dance, but my foot itch-hurts--it hurtches, so I'm not gonna do that right now until this ointment stuff works its magical healyness.
OH! Right. It hurtches because I got a tattoo! EEE I KNOW. It's super awesome but I'm not showing anyone yet because it looks really, really, really angry and red right now. Not attractive. I'll wait till it chills out and gets less ragey.
And in case my dance instructors/dance friends/cheer folks read this, DONT FREAK OUT! It won't show. I checked. Well, I mean, I should have checked BEFORE but I totally checked it with all my dance stuff after I got home and it doesn't show, and even if it did, there's this charm that can cover it up that I haven't learned to do yet, but I totally will if I ever need to. Even though I kinda suck at charms a lot. Maybe I can use makeup instead.
SO YEAH HAPPY FRIDAY!
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[02 Jan 2012|03:45pm] |
This new year is going to be great. I had a ROCKIN' party, and I look hot in the newspaper. I don't know who took that picture--I think it was at the last EIK mixer? I was totally wearing my favorite bra, too. It wasn't taken at my party because my dress at the party didn't NEED a bra!
But... I'm confused. Who's married? Because I know I'm not.
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[20 Dec 2011|12:13am] |
So I have to retake a class now?!
Except I didn't even know I was taking it, so how can they fail me in a class I didn't even GO TO? I thought after that stupid first year I just had to do the DANCE classes. You know the ones for my MAJOR because I'm going to be a DANCER not an ENGLISH PERSON. Why would I even want to take ENGLISH anyway?! I mean I SPEAK AMERICAN WHICH IS PRETTY MUCH THE SAME AS ENGLISH EXCEPT WITHOUT THE ACCENT AND THE WEIRD WORDS. I DON'T NEED A CLASS IN IT. I think I talk pretty good THANK YOU VERY MUCH and if you can talk you can write. It's the same thing except instead of SAYING words you put them on PAPER like I'm doing right now--SEE I'M WRITING AND I'M FINE AT IT. WHY DO I NEED TO TAKE THAT CLASS? Also it's like totally discrimination to make me take an English class anyway since I speak AMERICAN and I didn't see any AMERICAN classes on the class listing thingie but there are SPANISH and FRENCH and RUSSIAN classes and WHY ARE AMERICANS LESS IMPORTANT? This is sooooo dumb. Now I have to retake a class I never even took. Sounds like the English professors at this school need to take a class in BEING NICER!
Also. People need to chill out and stop destroying stuff. Parties are supposed to be FUN not dangerous and crazy and involve stealing shit.
And I don't have time to worry about this shit like stupid grades and people being jerks and stealing and causing trouble at events that are supposed to be for GOOD CAUSES and shit because EVERYONE NEEDS TO COME TO THE EOLAS UNIVERSITY BALLET PERFORMANCE OF THE NUTCRACKER ON WEDNESDAY NIGHT! We're having our dress rehearsals and shit right now and ballet is kind of lame but I'm dancing a solo in the "Arabian" part of the show and get to wear a totally smokin hot costume so everyone should come and bring me flowers and stuff after the ballet is over.
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[13 Sep 2011|09:16pm] |
OH NO
I lost my journal.
Does anyone want to help me find it?? PLEASE?
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[19 Aug 2011|05:56pm] |
[written with a dictaquill]
I'm so busy I don't even have time to use a quill, so I'm just going to talk at this book and let this special quill do the writing! It's pretty nifty. I don't know how it works. Probably magic.
ANYWAY, OHMYGOD. Next week is going to be soooo stressful! So, like, I'm already on the cheer squad which is a huge relief but I still have to try out for different POSITIONS on the cheer squad. I REALLY don't want to be at the bottom of the pyramid so I have to work really really hard to make sure I don't mess up this tumbling thing the coach wants us to be able to do. And then THE DAY AFTER THAT I have auditions for the dance major thingie. It's kinda like we have a company and we have to audition for where we fit in the company. I REALLY REALLY want to be a principal but I'll be fine with a soloist. I just sooo don't wanna get stuck in the corps where we just have to be the background people. I've been working on my audition solo nonfriggingstop since I got back from Paris. Well, when I'm not working on that tumbling thing. Or sleeping. I feel like I'm sooo out of shape since I got my ankle hurt during a summer intensive workshop in London and had to take a whole MONTH off. I've only been back dancing for two weeks! I'm very very very sore but it'll be worth it! Also I need to work really hard during the day so I can still go to awesome parties this weekend!
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