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Tender Laurels:
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links here Friday, January 28, 2005Hoorah for anything goes!Mmmmm... Butta posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 8:23 PM
Thursday, January 27, 2005I'm tired of this being next to me in the computer lab sighing like they have a harder life than the rest of the world. Get off it. Life isn't easy for anyone.posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 2:45 PM
Sunday, January 23, 2005'Tis I! I live! I breathe! I BLOG!!Okay, for all you that are concerned, I'm FINNNNE... I just write from time to time. I am emotionally stable, I promise. My writer self is a little sad and that's okay. The me in the real world is fine. OKAY :) You silly faces. I am now a street team member for Pray for the Soul of Betty... Check them out at www.prayforthesoulofbetty.com And YES that IS Constantin from Rent AND American Idol. WOAH! BLAH. OUT. Ps. Oh yah... I quit Seekers. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:40 PM
Friday, January 21, 2005The words I long to tell youSeem to pour from us Like dark wine On a table top Intoxicating and wrong All in the same Beautiful, ugly moment They dab up the spill Before we can savor this crime And we wait For another moment To spill honesty and wine posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:28 PM I love you Not because it is ideal or simple or right I love you Not because it is good or bad or fine I love you Not because I want to or need to or must I love you Because I love you And less Would be unjust posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:23 PM I long for the taste of your lips In the cold stark dark of night And I long to hear you stammer Upon words you knoware rights I do not need a stallion Or knight in shining arms To give me understanding That this will cause no harm posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:15 PM These words They make no sense to me My feelings, great but strange A steadfast calm devotion Could be a deadly game I will not hear their clamor Of getting out alive I'd rather stay and stammer If love should cause me die posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:08 PM Consciousness lingers on my pillow I lengthen every breath Waiting for your answers Moments of tiny death And I sigh with midnight sorrow As replies do not come Yet I will wait forever Until you say, my love posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:06 PM Keep singing to me our song Which we never gave a name Which never had a melody Until the day we sang Our love in notes of rhythm Our joy in voice divine And with our hearts created This song Yours and mine posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:03 PM You are gone So far away in mind To places I do not go To places you do not tell So I use your eyes They map the way to me And I finally see In the sadness of that blue Where the tears and river waters meet I shall tread them to the depths And swim them in great lengths I shall prove to you my love And your tears shall not drown me posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:01 PM Words spill upon the page Like toppled ink wells Choreographed with words To tell the pages Of my heart And I watch Their hidden sorrows Form words On this blank sheet We call night The ink runs In tears of black At the impending end And I cling to the beauty Of our everlasting story posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:58 AM I feel you here in memory So bittersweet -Strange for someone not yet gone You lie here with me -In my arms Yet our past and present Grows farther yet apart And I grasp tightly to our slipping moments When we knew all was right And I cling tightly to your arms Hoping This is not our last night. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:54 AM Night's peaceful calm Lays its hands upon my chest And I do not hesitate to breathe Inhaling its heavenly bliss This bitter air that shimmers with stars I hesitate to let it go I long for the darkness to last an eternity -So I may take in this bit of Heaven With every breath -So I may make this prolonged moment Last for all eternity In the arms of him I love posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:50 AM
Thursday, January 20, 2005AHHHHHHHHH... so hungry.Why do people talk on their cell phones in the computer labs? DUMB. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:18 AM Why won't myusi let me drop my soc class?? Damnit. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 9:09 AM
Wednesday, January 19, 2005I knew that I knew Constantine on American Idol!HAHAHAHAHA... the end. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 2:46 PM
Tuesday, January 18, 2005Like a blister in the sunposted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:07 AM
Monday, January 17, 2005The following is from Chris Tyner, a fabulous director and friend. If you are interested, GO and AUDITION. It'll be fun. LATAH.Greetings one and all! Just wanted to pass along a personal invitation to Auditions for Anything Goes at the Fine Arts Center in Henderson, KY! PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO ANYONE ELSE THAT MIGHT BE INTERESTED! I am returning to direct the third bi-annual Community Musical at this wonderful facility. If you have never been there before, it is most certainly worth the trip - it is one of the finest venues in the tri-state area. What's more, the folks I am working with (the rest of the staff are all returning from the last two shows) are absolutely wonderful human beings, who are welcoming to all who walk through their doors and share the same love for the arts as myself. I had a fantastic time directing Hello Dolly in 2003, and am excited to retun to Henderson and share more great times with the staff, cast, and crew of the Henderson Community Theater. Please join us if you can - Rehearsals are only 2 nights a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays, and the show goes up the last day of April and 1st of May. Please come prepared with a song - sheet music or an accompaniment track CD are preferred - an accompanist will be provided. Also wear comfortable shoes for a dance audition. We are looking for some good dancers, and if you have any tap experience, that would be a plus. WE ARE IN DESPERATE NEED OF GUYS! Even if you don't think you can dance, let us be the judge of that! You may suprise yourself! I have included the promo poster for auditions below. Hope you can join us and feel free to email me any questions - If you plan on showing up, drop me a line! Chris Tyner posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 7:52 PM
Thursday, January 13, 2005I cannot get an add slip if Dan is never in his office. (Insert Sad Face)These things make a weird dream: Invisible mom Bipolar mom Prom shopping mother of a friend Kidnappers Tranquillizer darts Arrogant ex These things make it better: Butta rescue ...I guess that's it. People on this campus must stop staring. Right now. People are different than typical midwesterners from time to time. Stop it stop it stop it. I love myspace. Almost (I said almost) as much as my blog. Nathan Scott Phillips causes me much stress. Sometimes he makes me feel like a single mother. I am lucky to have his aunt Nicole, aunt Natalie, and uncle Joch to help out. SHEW! posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 2:25 PM
Tuesday, January 11, 2005Do not do or say something if you don't mean it. That is lying.posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 2:17 PM
Sunday, January 09, 2005I think some people have too much passion in their bodies. And if they do not disperse it in all different directions, it will end up eating everything in its path. I cannot wait until auditions to have another direction to point it in. I think maybe that's what theatre should be in my life... a diffuser for all the intense things I feel.posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:30 AM "I think that sometimes we love people so much that we have to be numb to it. Because if we actually felt how much we love them, it would kill us. That doesn't mean you are a bad person. It just means your heart's too big" Riding in Cars with Boys posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:11 AM
Friday, January 07, 2005Show me!posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 6:47 AM Oh my goodness... I almost waited around too long to declare my major. This is the last semester you can declare it! WHOOPS. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 6:45 AM I am THE SHIT at scheduling classes. MWF- 12-1 Spinning (Fitness Center) 2-2:50 Intro to Public Speaking (2nd floor LA) 3-4:50 Chamber Choir (Basement LA) TR- 6:30-7:30 Pilates (Fitness Center) 9-10:15 Marriage and Family (2nd floor LA) 10:30-11:45 Viking Age History (2nd floor LA) 12:00-1:15 Intro to Costume Design (1st floor LA) 1:30-2:45 Intro to Literature (2nd floor LA) 3:00-4:50 Chamber Choir (Basement LA) So, you see folks. It is possible to have a convenient, compact schedule! Hoorah! posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 6:05 AM
Thursday, January 06, 2005I never forget you got this far without meI never forget your broken bones posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:43 PM PMS alert I need attention feeling ugly/fat/annoying/persecuted/superior/unwanted PMS should stand for present manic state AHHHHHH!! At least my hair kicks ass now. White Sands, Jenny Castellano-Harper <-- my hairdresser. She is the shit. If you want to look amazing, go to her. Watched Carousel... the opening music makes my heart race like I'm on stage again. Cannot describe it if you've never felt it. Can't wait for Anything Goes. I wear heavy makeup when I a) am very proud of myself or b)very insecure about myself. I live in extremes. If you're going to do something, do it right damnit. I'm going to do THIS right. I have an addiction to empathy. This causes relationshipal problems because a person can never really know how the other person feels about them. I will never be able to feel that. I will never understand. Help me. Trust. I have a cool outfit for Monday. I am also wearing it tomorrow. That is how cool it is, bitches. I own many neat hats from Lazarus-Macy's. I must find places to wear them. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:35 PM Glad to know you care posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 8:08 PM BLAH BLAH BLAH... I'm home again... BLAH BLAH BLAH... spaghetti... BLAH BLAH BLAH posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 7:55 PM
Wednesday, January 05, 2005These things make my ♥ smileHolding hands Blue eyes Tickle fights Invitations Singing in the car Tenor voices Eyelid kisses Our shows Real hugs Him posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 3:03 PM I hate adware. Adware annoys most people. People are unique. Unique is not pronounced how you think it is. Is my hair ever going to recover? Recover when you fall. Fall is a verb, not a season. Season my life. Life wears me down. Down I go. Go away. Away messages are depressing. Depressing events are going on. On time is something I don't know. Know how to fake a smile. Smile though your heart is breaking. Breaking Benjamin is darn good music. Music makes life liveable. Liveable is not a word. Word to your mother. Mother of God. God made me for amusement. Amusement parks are fun. Fun times should be had by all. All the time in the world, and I get nothing done. Done. That was fun. Fun that was. Was that fun? posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 2:51 PM I always forget about the lonliness posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 2:20 PM
Tuesday, January 04, 2005It is weird when you hear that the first guy you emotionally destroyed got married. It is even weirder when you hear that the second guy that you actually cared about but emotionally destroyed anyway got married. Weird.posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:31 PM What she said was, "Hey! I'm Kara. Do you just want a trim?" What she meant was, "Hey! I'm Kara. The angel of doom sent here to destroy your hair." posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 7:25 PM Sometimes you say things that you feel, and they are honest things. But you still wake up the next morning and think "what the hell have I done." Once you say something, it is out there. You can appologize or smooth things over, but it has still been said. You can never really take something back. I don't want to learn from this. I just want to make it go away. Go away. get posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 6:08 PM Sometimes you get a bad haircut because you're too cheap to go to the good place you know. And then you call and beg your old hairdresser to fit you in. And she does. And life goes on. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 6:07 PM I always thought that one day you would wake up and realize how much you could not live without me. It was me that wakes up with that thought instead, wondering if you'll ever feel the same. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:31 AM Our perceptions do not always reflect reality. Talking helps overcome that hurdle. I must stop ass-uming things and start finding reality. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:54 AM I'm really tired of having other things chosen over me while I sit around waiting. This pisses me off. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 12:54 AM
Monday, January 03, 2005People! Stop getting married!!!!!!!!!!!!!STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:30 PM There's just something about men in tight spandex rolling around that really does it for me. Hurrah for wrestling! My car is so flipping clean. People won't even KNOW me in it. Jeni's on myspace now http://profiles.myspace.com/users/11545999 Go there, bitches. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 8:40 PM So, I've made a decision. I'm going to spend more time focusing on me. So, don't be offended if you want me to do one thing and I do another. Okay? Because I have things in my life that need to be taken care of first and foremost. Too many people forget that there are things going on in other people's lives beyond what they know or see. So, don't take it personally. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 4:03 PM Everyone, enjoy the music provided by Horse the Band. CUTSMAN Cut, cut, cut, cut posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 1:08 PM
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Sunday, January 02, 2005I am frustrated.I am thinking of starting a blog for things that are taboo. It'll probably happen. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:32 PM All of my hate cannot be bound posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 10:05 AM Do not discount the things that I feel. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 9:49 AM
Saturday, January 01, 2005And I'm fucking tired of living in the dark ages.DONE. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 9:58 PM I'm really fucking tired of people. I am allowed to be sad, I am allowed to be a bitch, and I AM allowed to have problems. Stop pointing your fucking fingers about and look at the things staring you in the face. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 9:56 PM Oh, my phone is broken. In case any of you thought I hated you. I don't. But I do hate Verizon and their crap warranty restrictions. BLAH. I am drinking hard cider. At my computer. Alone. This should bother me, but strangely it does not. Hornsby's, you light up my life. I feel weird today. Like I forgot something or didn't do something. I also feel like maybe I didn't finish something right or thoroughly figure something out. I also feel sad and tired and sick and alone. I feel alone even when people are around. I have issues. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 9:25 PM Are we all so different? Look how the anger's changing me Why is it that life never ends up like we plan? Do all people have two totally seperate dream lives? The practical and the unrealistic. And how do people make their unrealistic dreams come true. Maybe if you don't have a practical dream lief, you have no choice but to succeed at obtaining that unrealistic life. DONE. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 9:10 PM
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