30 Days Challenge

So this post has two meanings. Meaning one is simple; I've got a picture to show you from the 30 Days Challenge on Facebook.

Meaning two is a little more complex, so I'll get to that when the time comes.

So, first is first. There's a "challenge" going around on Facebook where you have to post a picture meeting certain criteria every day for thirty days. Some examples:

Day One: Post a picture of yourself with ten facts.
Day Six: Post a picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day.
Day Eight: Post a picture that makes you laugh.

I just posted Day Seven: A picture of your most treasured item—one of the little Audrey Two pods from Little Shop of Horrors:

I was looking ahead, trying to see if I could get some of the pictures cued up for the next couple of days so I didn't have to go hunting, when I came upon Day Thirteen. Day Thirteen says "Post a picture of your favorite band or artist."

Well, okay, sure, that's simple. The problem is I've got two—Green Day and My Chemical Romance. For those of you who don't know much about either or both of those bands, they're sort of similar musicians, but My Chemical Romance is a little darker, writing about sadder subject matter (like in Skylines and Turnstiles) and I guess Green Day tends to be a little more angsty, making up "perfect characters" (like Christian and Gloria, the main characters in 21st Century Breakdown).

Anyway, somehow I've gotten it into my head that the two bands hate each other. I do this a lot. I just decide that famous people hate each other. Like Emilie Autumn and Lady Gaga. They totally have issues with each other. And, like, Johnny Depp can't stand anything by Taylor Swift. It's just this thing I do... Like, there's some kind of rivalry that I just decide exists. Maybe Billie-Joe Armstrong and Gerard Way were, like, dating or something, and then when Billie-Joe met his wife-to-be he was like "LATA SUKKA" and now Gerard's all like "wow, what a tool" so he goes and starts messing around with Mike and then somehow Billie-Joe finds out and...

Uhhh, you get the point.

So I'm looking at Day Thirteen, and I figured that I was going to have to stick two pictures together and just deal with the fact that it looks shoddy, half-assed and lame. Then I thought about the powers of the internet, and that maybe, just maybe...

Here was my actual thought-process:

"Man, I'm going to have to stick two photos together for this to work, and it's going to look shoddy, half-assed and lame, but I'll have to suck it up because there's no way for me to find a picture of the two...bands...together...GOOGLE IMAGES!"

Here are my results:

Page one—There are some fan art slashes of Gerard and Billie-Joe, but I don't think that counts. Besides, I'm looking for the whole band.

Page two—Some more fan art, what looks like puppets or something weird like that, and a random picture of a girl. Nope. Next page.

That's the first line of results in page three. The third picture in is definitely a picture of Billie-Joe hugging Frank Iero, which is as good as I could have hoped for. I thought I had hit the jackpot. Then I looked at the next line:

Fourth picture in. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... Eight people in that picture... That would account for everyone—Gerard, Frank, Mikey, Ray, Bob, Mike, Billie-Joe, and Tré... But it can't be...

But it is. It's a picture of Green Day and My Chemical Romance posing together at the Grammys.

Also P.S., Gerard's wearing an American Idiot shirt.

So yeah, I'm really proud of this discovery. It's pretty excellent.

Now we come to part two of this post. I've decided that I'm going to be doing a 30 Days Challenge on this blog. I won't be posting pictures—that's not what a blog is for. I'll be writing a post about the criteria for each day. I may have to make a few alterations to some of the criteria to make it a prompt, but I don't think so. Anyway, I'll try to do that every day. If I don't, I'll catch up, so after thirty days there will be thirty more posts. Starting today. LOOK OUT, INTERNET! ETSIE'S BLOG IS ABOUT TO GO CRAY-ZAY!!

That's all. I'm done now.

EDIT: If I had had safe search on then quite a few of those pictures would not have shown up, and my post would have lost a bit of body in my post. Therefore, always keep your safe search off. It makes for a better blog post.

Dear Library, You Should Probably Do Something About That...

So I have a fine of about $0.50 on a book at the library. It was due sometime back at the beginning of January, but I was able to renew it one or two days after the due date. The fine remained on my account, of course, but the due date was changed to February 1, and no more fines were added. Today is February 2. I knew the due date was coming up, but I wasn't sure exactly when it was.

Now, if you don't know what's going on in my town right now, you should probably read my post "Take Cover, It's The Snowpocalypse!" before you go on.

Because of the impeding Snowpocalypse, early last night much of the city was announced to be closed today, including the library. I saw an update from last night that said the library would be closed today, but be open until 9pm last night. It also said that no fines would be owed for the closed day. That's today.

So because of that, my fines stayed at $0.50, okay whatever, that's nice. But still, why was I able to renew it?

I know you can't take out a book if you have a fine—or a certain amount of fines. Maybe it's the same thing with renews; if you have too many fines on the book you can't renew it? I know you can't renew a book if someone has a hold on it, but that's for a different reason. (It's called sharing.)

Maybe the fine is added to the account, not to the specific book that's late. That would explain why they can't keep you from renewing it. Maybe you can't renew a book if it's a certain number of days late? I'm just trying to figure this out.

Now I know, since the library is a public building, they are funded by tax money. Still, wouldn't you think that someone would come up with some kind of a plan to bring in extra revenue?

I'm not saying they should change this. I'm fine with owning them $0.50 indefinitely, instead of building up $50.00 in fines. (That happened to me once, when this girl borrowed my library book and then lost it backstage during Moon Over Buffalo).

Anyway, Dear Library, if you decide to change your policy in the future, I'm suing you for infringement. Watch yourself.

Take Cover, It's The Snowpocalypse!

Someone should write a horror story about this.

At dinner on Sunday or Monday, my mom announced that we would be getting "fifteen inches!" of snow Tuesday night. She then amended that statement with "It's still a few days off, so we might only get five." I wrote this off as typical Mother Madness, a syndrome that occurs after a long day of unappreciated work in which mothers will stretch the truth in order to get a reaction from her family.

We had Monday off for a "teacher work day" or something. Actually I think the teachers had it off too, so I don't know why it was off, other than the semester just ended and so we felt like having a four day weekend.

But wait a second, there's a school in my district who does trimesters instead of semesters, and THEY got the day off too, so now I REALLY don't know why—

There was a point to this post, I promise.

Anyway, we had Monday off.

In Science on Tuesday, my teacher, Liz, explained that we might not have school on Wednesday, and so we would shift our schedule accordingly.

EXPLANATION TIME:
The weekly schedule at my school looks like this:

Monday/Wednesday:
Hours 1, 3, 5, 7
(We'll call this "A"

Tuesday/Thursday:
Hours 2, 4, 6, 8
We'll call this "B"

Friday:
1-8
We'll call this "AB"

If we miss a Monday or Wednesday, we have to amend that schedule to make sure we meet with all of our classes evenly.

We missed an A this week (Monday), so in order to make the classes even, we had to turn AB into just A. The week would look like B, A, B, A.

Our teacher explained that if we also missed Wednesday (A) due to snow, we would have to change Friday back to AB, so that the week wend B, A, AB.

She then said that we could very well miss Wednesday and Thursday, in which case Friday would be A again, and the week would go B, A.

That was the first we heard of the possibility of a snow day.

Then, at the end of the day, my forum leader, Ken—

EXPLANATION TIME:
My school is pretty weird. We call our teachers by their first names, there's no "bell" announcing class periods, and lunch time is "open campus". We also have something called "Forum", (hour 8) which is like "Homeroom", I guess, only it's the same class all four years (unless you opt. to switch forums) and it's at the end of every Tuesday and Thursday. It's not a real class, but we get a "grade" for it. Mostly we just sit around and talk about our feelings for an hour and a half.

—asked us all what we were planning on doing for the snow day. We went around in a circle and shared our plans.

After forum, we were all pretty confident that we would not have school on Wednesday.

We were supposed to be in rehearsal until 6. There was a blizzard warning set to take effect at 7pm. By law, we're not allowed to be at school less than fifteen minutes before a storm warning takes effect. I think the storm warning moved, because rehearsal was changed to get out at 5, but then the warning moved again to 5pm, so we had to get out at 4:45.

On the drive home, my dad said that he heard about a woman on the radio on Monday who waited three hours in line for gas. The radio announcer also talked about shelves in super markets being bare, and he mentioned a woman with her cart stocked full of frozen pizza. Like, a frozen pizza mountain.

Some people are just crazy.

I mean, this is Michigan, people! You act as if you've never seen snow before!

Well, at about 9pm last night, we got a call from the district saying that school would in fact be closed today.

I woke up at about 9:30 today and came downstairs. There's about 8 or 9 inches of new snow, on top of the 2 or 3 we had already. It's pretty neat. You could hide two dead bodies, stacked on top of each other, in the drifts on my deck. It's nice.

Still no word on what's going to happen tomorrow. I'll keep you guys (all five of you) posted, though!

Guys, I Miss My Boyfriend

So like, I have this boyfriend, right? And he's awesome, because he makes me stuff! Like lego earrings. :D

Also, he got me a Bowser figurine for Christmas.

So yeah, he's pretty great. There's just one problem, and that's I NEVER GET TO SEE HIM WAAAAH. Seriously, I never get to see him. I made this map to try to explain why:

So you see, we live far apart. I mean, I have a car, I guess, so sometimes I can go see him. But really only on the weekends. And that's usually a hit or miss, because sometimes one or the other of us has something going on. On average, we get to see each other once every three weeks.

I can't tell if it's better to be dating a guy I never see or to date a guy who goes to my school who I see ALL THE TIME.

I wish I could find some sort of happy medium. Like—omigod—college. That's a happy medium. Don't date until college. ASDF.

He's going to try to take some classes at my school next semester, so maybe I'll get to see him a little more next year. Maybe. Then of course there's always the summer.

I guess the reason I feel like I NEVER GET TO SEE HIM WAAAAH is because we spent about four hours together EVERY DAY during Little Shop of Horrors, and then suddenly that ended and now we see each other very little. So in comparison, I hardly ever get to see him.

Oh by the way, my hair changed again:

So yeah, that's about it.

Lady Gaga Born This Way—Leaked Lyrics!!

About 20 minutes ago, Lady Gaga leaked the lyrics to Born This Way on Twitter! Here it is, just for you!

INTRO:
It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up
'cause you were Born This Way, Baby

VERSE:
MY MAMA TOLD ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG
WE ARE ALL BORN SUPERSTARS

SHE ROLLED MY HAIR AND PUT MY LIPSTICK ON
IN THE GLASS OF HER BOUDOIR

"THERE'S NOTHIN WRONG WITH LOVIN WHO YOU ARE"
SHE SAID, "'CAUSE HE MADE YOU PERFECT, BABE"

"SO HOLD YOUR HEAD UP GIRL AND YOU'LL GO FAR,
LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SAY"


CHORUS:
I'M BEAUTIFUL IN MY WAY
'CAUSE GOD MAKES NO MISTAKES
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

DON'T HIDE YOURSELF IN REGRET
JUST LOVE YOURSELF AND YOU'RE SET
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

POST-CHORUS:
OOO THERE AIN'T NO OTHER WAY
BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY
BABY I WAS BORN THIS WAY
OOO THERE AIN'T NO OTHER WAY
BABY I WAS BORN-
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE A DRAG -JUST BE A QUEEN
DON'T BE!

VERSE:
GIVE YOURSELF PRUDENCE
AND LOVE YOUR FRIENDS
SUBWAY KID, REJOICE YOUR TRUTH

IN THE RELIGION OF THE INSECURE
I MUST BE MYSELF, RESPECT MY YOUTH

A DIFFERENT LOVER IS NOT A SIN
BELIEVE CAPITAL H-I-M (HEY HEY HEY)
I LOVE MY LIFE I LOVE THIS RECORD AND
MI AMORE VOLE FE YAH (LOVE NEEDS FAITH)

REPEAT CHORUS + POST-CHORUS

BRIDGE:

DON'T BE A DRAG, JUST BE A QUEEN
WHETHER YOU'RE BROKE OR EVERGREEN
YOU'RE BLACK, WHITE, BEIGE, CHOLA DESCENT
YOU'RE LEBANESE, YOU'RE ORIENT
WHETHER LIFE'S DISABILITIES
LEFT YOU OUTCAST, BULLIED, OR TEASED
REJOICE AND LOVE YOURSELF TODAY
'CAUSE BABY YOU WERE BORN THIS WAY

NO MATTER GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BI,
LESBIAN, TRANSGENDERED LIFE
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN TO SURVIVE
NO MATTER BLACK, WHITE OR BEIGE
CHOLA OR ORIENT MADE
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN TO BE BRAVE

REPEAT CHORUS


OUTRO/REFRAIN:

I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!

I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!
I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK BABY
I WAS BORN THIS WAY HEY!

This Post Started Out Being About My Anger, But Then It Turned Into Being About My Boyfriend

Sorry I haven't written in a while. I was delaying writing about Romeo and Juliet. I didn't want to write too soon for fear I would write something mean, so I waited for a bit before I cooled down. Then once I cooled down I waited a little longer just to make sure I was really cooled down.

I wasn't.

But guess what? I don't care anymore. This was the last role that I wanted—and the only role of the three that I actually thought I had a shot at. I don't care if I offend anyone. I don't care if I make some enemies. I'm mad.

I don't think I'm going to get over this. I had to hide my head in my lap today in rehearsal because I started crying. Nothing had happened to make me cry, other than I don't have the role.

I don't have anything else comprehensible to say about this. My mind is a confusing mess of anger and sadness. Right now, I want nothing more than to curl up in a ball and cease to exist. Just disappear. Discontinue to be.

Sounds pathetic, I know, but I've lost my motivation to do anything. The rest of my high school career will be filled with regrets. I will look back on this show and ask myself "why not?".

I'm starting to realize how bad this all sounds. I'm hoping my director never finds this, or that if he does he doesn't automatically assume it's me.

I JUST FEEL SO ROBBED!!

I have done every single show that we've done at my school. I acted in all of the shows except one, and I made a point of doing tech work for that one so that my director realized that I was committed to theater. Then he went and retired, and all my hard work was for naught.

But my great and wonderful boyfriend (who is great and wonderful) just recommended a band to me (I Fight Dragons) and I'm 57 seconds into "The Faster The Treadmill" and I can't feel angry anymore.

I love him. <3

I Don't Know If I've Titled A Post "ASDF" Yet—Plus Also Romeo and Juliet

I was going to title this post "ASDF", but then I realized I wasn't sure if I had already titled a post "ASDF" yet, so I didn't title it "ASDF", exactly.

I just got back from Romeo and Juliet callbacks. I was called for Benvolio, Paris, and Romeo.

Okay, so... I would NOT play Paris. I just...wouldn't be able to do it. I'd maybe be okay with doing Benvolio. I'm terrified that I'm going to be cast as Benvolio. I read the monologue, and decided that it would be a good idea to read the monologue with a cockney accent. Well apparently, so did everyone else. Quinn laughed, our assistant director laughed, and everyone in callbacks laughed... So I'm worried I did too well with that.

I also think I did really well with Romeo. I feel like I was the only one who was actually acting in love with Juliet. I don't mean obsessed, as some people were playing it. I mean In Love. Just in love.

So yeah, I'm worried.

Quinn said that the cast list will be up by 1:30 tomorrow. That's frustrating. That's right near the end of my second to last class of the day. I've got to suffer through Math, then Science, then lunch, then American Lit, and THEN I can get out of American Lit (1:45) and run downstairs and down the hall and check the cast list. And then I still have to go back upstairs to my last class of the day. Which is forum, which is like homeroom. And tomorrow is our MLK day assembly. That means we're going to an assembly during forum. And after that I have to take an ACT (well, MME, which is kind of like the ACT, only it's just for Michigan) prep test. Which is just ASDF. But if I don't do it tomorrow I have to do it two weeks from tomorrow, or two weeks from that. And by even two weeks from now, I'll be busier than I am now, at least. And AURGH, I'm just so busy and scared At The Same Time.

So that's...all I have to say about that. I'm bringing my computer in tomorrow, so as soon as I know what's happened, I'll try to blog. So yeah, that's...that.