It's Official. I suck. But I love shoes!

Alright, so I'm talking to my best friend, Shell, and she suddenly bursts out, "You haven't updated your blog in forever! I've done it like twice this week!" And that got me thinking. Or more like it made me feel guilty. So I decided to post some things on here. Like random stories and dreams and junk like that.

Update on me: I'm currently in college! Woo hoo! If someone ever tries to tell you that high school is the best time of your life, laugh in their face. College is. I love it. All the responsibility you suddenly have for your own life (in a manner of speaking). I am double majoring in Business and Music (which is more than I knew when I entered college), and I have a job at the local coffeehouse which has made me realize my true love of all things coffee and tea and coffeehouseish.

Enough boring stuff! I recently wrote a short story for College Writing and I want to share it with you! But I warn you, if you try to pass it off as your own, the fury of Heaven (and a struggling college student and a hormonal pregnant Navy officer type person) will reign down upon you.

The Disney Princess
By Lendielstar

Yes! Clara had finally secured the job she had wanted ever since she had been four. She was a Disney Princess; but not just any Disney Princess; she was Belle, complete with yellow ball gown and gloves. Alright, so it was only a summer job, but working at Disneyland for one summer makes it possible for you to come back the next summer! And perhaps she could commute and work on the weekends during school. After all, her college wasn’t too far away…

Clara shook her head to stop the day dreaming. It wasn’t good to not pay attention on the first day. After getting her costume and makeup on, she walked out of her dressing room, reviewing what the manager had told her the day before.

“Alright, tomorrow your post will be the Fantasyland courtyard area. Usually greenies don’t have such a great spot, but then again, greenies usually don’t get a major character on their first day either. Ok, when you are walking to your post, you already have to be in character. You smile, greet people, pose for pictures, and generally act like a princess. You must be gracious, charming, and kind.”

Keeping all the words of wisdom the manager had told her, she walked to her post, in character, smiling, greeting people, posing for pictures, and generally acting like a princess. Soon, it was close to lunchtime. Clara was about to head back to her dressing room to eat when suddenly, someone shoved something into her hand. Startled, she looked down. It was an empty water bottle. Thinking to be a Good Samaritan, she threw it in the nearest trash can.

“HEY! Belle threw the water bottle in the garbage! SHE DOESN’T RECYCLE!” Clara jumped at the sudden scream. She turned and looked for the source of the noise. A little girl, perhaps 7 or 8, with long blonde ponytails sticking out of the top of her Mickey Mouse hat was standing a few feet away pointing and licking her ice cream cone.

“She didn’t recycle the water bottle?!” A mother standing nearby with her twin boys was frozen in shock, mouth wide open. “She’s a Disney Princess! She’s supposed to be a good influence! But she doesn’t recycle! How dare she?”

Soon, the entire courtyard was in an uproar. The Disney Princess doesn’t recycle! The Disney Princess doesn’t care about the earth! The Disney Princess is intent on destroying the earth so mankind cannot continue living! Mothers and fathers were shielding their children from Clara and telling them not to do what the Disney Princess does. This Disney Princess is a bad influence.

Clara stood frozen to the spot, pressed against the trashcan, afraid to move. Then a loud voice over a bullhorn came booming out over the crowd. “Ok, people, alright! Calm down! Everything will be alright! Management is here and we will sort this out!” Suddenly the crowd parted and in came Management, looking just like a parade. Several golf carts, decked out in Disneyland regalia, parted the crowd. On the first cart, a man was standing up, holding onto the side of the cart, yelling into a bullhorn. Several of the people were dressed in costumes, looking as if they took their Disneyland job way too seriously.

While the crowd was distracted by this odd sight, Clara reached down into the garbage can and pulled out the empty water bottle. Determined to make this situation right, she addressed the crowd. “People! Look, I know you are upset by my action, but truly, I didn’t know that recycling was such a big deal to people! After seeing your display today, I have finally learned how important it is to recycle. So to show you this, here is the water bottle that I threw away! I’m taking off the cap, and recycling the bottle! And I resolve from this day forward to always recycle whenever possible! Please do not think that Disney Princesses are a bad influence! Some of us are just uninformed, like me! But I have learned the importance of recycling and am very grateful to you for showing me how important it is!”

With that, she plunked the water bottle down into the recycling bin. The crowd cheered, the mothers and fathers told their children what a good influence Belle was, and Clara went on keeping all the words of wisdom the manager had told her while walking to her lunch break, in character, smiling, greeting people, posing for pictures, and generally acting like a princess.

The End

P.S. Shoe shopping is my therapy. It makes me feel better. So I bought some shoes and they're really cute!!

Why, God? WHY??!!!???!!!???

This post is going to be all about the unfairness of the casting for the Twilight movie. Shell, you can add to this if you want to.

This is the cast of the Cullen family (and James):





All I have to say to this is Why, God? WHY??!!!???!!!??? Why do they all look wrong and not like the Cullens we know???? Why does the movie industry ALWAYS have to screw everything and everyone up?!?!?

These are pictures of the vampires they need to cast:


Edward, perfect Edward. The Cullens are alright, but not the best, probably. Alice is good.



The Batman Scarecrow is the perfect James. And Dakota, she is Jane in that pic! The others are awesome too.


All I have to reply to this is Why, God? WHY??!!!???!!!??? Why can't the movie industry just ONCE get the right actors for a movie?? THESE PEOPLE ARE PERFECT FOR THE ROLES!!

**breaks down weeping**

WHY??!!!???!!!???

Goings ons and what nots

Wow, so since the last time I updated, a lot has happened. Of course I was in the school play in the fall, and we almost went to the state thespian conference!! We would have gone if that judge hadn't gotten sick and sent an incompetent judge to sub for her!!! ARG! **gulps** hehe, sorry, I'm still a little sore about that...

Anyway, for our spring play, we are doing the Miracle Worker! And I got the part of Annie Sullivan! Last night was opening night, and I am so tired tonight that I can hardly focus on typing, let alone the test I have to take soon. Do you ever get so tired your eyes are crossing? That is happening more and more frequently to me.

So that test, yeah, I didn't to so hot on the vocab part of it. But I'm pretty sure I did well on the part where you do it. If that makes any sense, rounds of applause to you.

Back to The Miracle Worker! Last night went really well, except for the part about me still rushing some of my lines and apparently upstaging myself. I hardly ever upstage myself, yet I did it last night. WHY? Maybe because I tend to forget there is an audience... To change the subject slightly, apparently, I changed my choir teacher's life with my performance last night. All I want to do today is sleep, though. I don't know how those go together, but in my sleep-deprived brain they do.


Picture time!!



















This is one of my senior pictures. Can you believe that they were taken the beginning of August and my mom still has not ordered them yet?




















This is the "newly discovered" picture of Helen and Annie and her doll. It's kinda weird, the picture was found and what not on the day the play opened!

Friday Night Boredom

Lord of the Rings Hobbit's dance

Shell showed me this and it is perhaps one of the funniest LotR things I have seen.

Um, sorry?

So, I didn't realize I haven't updated in so long. Maybe it's because I have started so many new posts, then can never finish them.

And Now, Some Interesting Facts About Me Since My Last Post:

I am now officially a senior.

I am currently in Colorado Springs visiting some friends who own a pizza place.

I got my hair cut again.

The play went well.

I am filling out an application for a job.

I'll be 17 in less than a month.

I really really have to start learning my music for the KCDA women's honor choir that I was accepted into again.

Sarah is really really cute.

These are my feet a week after I got a pedicure for my 16th birthday.

Shell, help me out. What else has gone on? I am drawing a blank and can't think of anything.

Postage!

Wow, I haven't updated for FOREVER. I finally guessed that since you updated, shell, I should probably too. Sooooo, what's new in my life....Well, my little sister is 13 weeks this monday. Our school is doing Arsenic and Old Lace for the spring play. I tried out in December before x-mas break and I got the part of Aunt Abby!! Sixth, if you don't know that play, look it up online, it's hilarious!! So, that's taking up all my time because I am in every single scene. I think there are only around 20 pages where I'm not on stage. We go into night rehearsals next week. I'm so scared! I really hate disappointing Mrs. Porter and when she yells, even if her frustration or anger or correction isn't pointed at you, it still makes you want to cry. Oh shell, guess who walked with Lina to lunch today? Joe Astrab. And he didn't have lunch then. She told me and I cracked up laughing and told her you two used to date. And then she laughed too. So, this blog is really boring. There's nothing to do...or say. Wait, I got my hair cut! Maybe I'll post the before and after length on here. I have bangs now too. Yay me!!

~Carol

Facebook:The New Movie

A trailer for the future full length movie about Facebook that chronicles the newest developments with the popular website. Created, produced, and starring the guys from the 9 Lives Improvisational Comedy Troupe at Southwestern College in Winfield, KS- Tommy Castor, Kyler Chase, Roger Klein, and Adam Sharp.

Sarah Pics!!!

SARAH!!!!!!!

I have a new baby sister!!
Her name is Sarah Elizabeth Gardner, born on November 27th, 11:26am. She is 6 lbs, 6 1/2 oz, and 19 inches long. Near the end, Sarah's heartrate kept going down with every contraction, so they decided to do an emergency C-Section. She's fine though, and so is Mom!!

STUPID BLOGGER ISN'T LETTING ME ADD PICS!!!! ARRRGGGG!!!

Opening night went well. I just can’t believe that we still have two more nights to perform. In the very last scene when I was waiting for my cue, I looked at the trees that I put up and thought, “ Are you serious? I have to put those up 4 more times, which means I have to carry them 8 more times and change them 4 more times? Why can’t it be OVER?” I’m going home and sleeping. Maybe I can get my mom to let me stay home from church on Sunday. I’m going to party on Saturday! After the musical, of course. So I saw Lina, our German FE student at lunch today (she sits with us), and apparently, she saw it last night and she loved it. She is going again tonight. Sometime before the baby is born and after the musical we’re going to have her over for dinner and we’re going to watch “The Saint.” Have you seen that? It’s good. Class is almost over, bye!

Sinking! I'm siiiiiiinnkkkiiiiinnnggg!! (It's like melting, only better, yet still bad)

Yah, so, The Secret Garden opens this Thursday.

We aren't even close to being ready.

The set isn't even done yet.

We still are working on costumes.

We are doing makeup and costumes for the first time today.

We haven't even run through the whole thing beginning to end.

We just added very troublesome mics on Friday.

We still have to paint.

The newspaper is stressing me out!!

I haven't any time to do my homework!

I have resulted to a map of my homework and exactly when I'm going to do it.

Today and tomorrow we are having work days and I don't get home until at least 10:10.

I have been at school since 7:30 this morning.

My mom is due in a month minus a day!

She will probably have her in 2 or 3 weeks.

Mr. Berthot is really pissed at me and is now trying to suck $6 out of me because my mom just
happens to be having a baby the weekend of the district honor choir day and so I couldn't try out.

I think this is enough short sentences.


AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

random and delusional mutterings

It was a one-eyed, one-horned flyin' purple people eater
one-eyed, one-horned flyin' purple people eater
one-eyed, one-horned flyin' purple people eater
Sure looks strange to me. (one horn?)

It was an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini
That she wore for the first time today.

They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash

???

Have we forgotten??? It's only been 5 years, all the memories still fresh for so many, yet in school, there was nothing to remember the brave people who died on 9/11 5 years ago. I looked at our local paper, expecting to see something like we do on every other holiday/special day, but there was nothing except a little, tiny date at the top to remind people that today is a day of rememberance. It makes me soooooo mad!!

Callbacks!

I got called back for The Secret Garden and was asked to try out for Lily! Now everyone including me knows that Taletha is going to be Lily, but I still did really well for the callbacks. Better than for the actual auditions. But ever since I got to high school, I felt a certain hostility from Taletha, but we were talking today and she was really nice to me. I mean she is a really nice person, but I never really got that from her. Yah, so anyway, life is going pretty well for me. I think that is all for now, but maybe some more later.


~Carol

More Auditions

Yah, so, I had auditions for the musical today. It was also the first day of school. Yippee. Anyway, the auditions were alright, but not the best. I really have to get my tonsils out like NOW. It has seriously hampered my singing. But I told Mrs. Porter that I wasn't going to get them out this semester. Maybe I could get them out Labor Day weekend. We have a big long break and I might be able to squeeze it in there. Shell, when I do get them taken out, I expect a snow cone. A small Pina Colada/Strawberry Daquiri. No, despite what it looks like, I am not an alcoholic, unlike some I could mention **cough Trish cough**...jk...

Well, my school schedule goes a leetle something like this:

A Days
Block 1: Physics
Seminar
Block 2: AP US History
Block 3: Spanish 3 (interupted by lunch)
Block 4: Mythology

B Day
Block 1: Trig/Pre Calc
Seminar
Block 2: Choir
Lunch
Block 3: AP English Lang and Comp
Block 4: Newspaper

Today (an A Day) I had homework and a text book in every class except Mythology. And I had to carry all of those to my dad's office. Shell, I am doing a pity party blog. I have a big splitting headache. I've had it for hours and yet still haven't taken any medicine. Stupid.

~Carol

Iiiii-iit's a girl!

It's a girl, It's a girl, It's a girl, It's a girrrrrlll, Iiiiiii-iiiit's a Giiiirrrrrrlllllllll!!! repeat 2x
(Person 1) (Person 2)
Iiiii-iit's a girl! Hallelujah!
Iiiii-iit's a girl! Hallelujah!
Iiiii-iit's a girl! Hallelujah!
(both)
Iiiiiiii-iiiiit's aaaaa giiiiirrrrrllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!

**sung to the tune Hallelu-hallelu-hallelu-hallelujah**

I would have the backround pink and decorated with little flowers, but I'm on a stupid mac computer.

Ah, the Life of Dog

A Dog's Diary

5:30 am: Started the day as a hero! When the sound of the newspaper hitting the driveway roused me from my deep slumber -- the impact indicating the paper was much heavier than normal -- I realized that noon in the house was yet awake! I roused my master by licking him in the face. He appeared very angry with himself for having overslept,shouting and waving his arms. His ill temper even seemed directed at me a bit, which is silly since it is I who saved him from being fired. Funny thing though: He didn't go into work, but spent the morning leafing through the large newspaper and drinking coffee. He seems to do this once a week, and I don't know why.

7:30 am: Invaders! The people who live next door came out into their yard, obviously getting ready to lay siege to our house. Snarling and barking, I let them know in no uncertain terms that I was prepared to tear them from limb to limb it they came any closer, and was able to repel the invasion. This is an almost daily occurrence; you'd think they'd learn. My master added his voice to the fray as well, yelling angrily. I am sure the people couldn't hear him, but it was nice of him to lend his support.

10:00 am: I was forced to move, as the patch of sun in which I was lying had, for some reason, slid over a few feet. It's not easy being a dog.

1:00 pm: I have the most thoughtful master in the world! While it's true he left me alone in the house for several hours, he did set out a treat for me on the kitchen counter. It was even gift-wrapped, a courtesy I wish he'd skipped, since it led to me having a lot of plastic in my teeth. The roast was delicious, though frozen in the center. I don't want to seem ungrateful, but crunching through two inches of rock-hard beef is hardly my idea of a delicacy.

2:00 pm: Most unpleasant experience when my master returned home and was furious that I had not eaten the plastic wrap which had been covering my present. He kept pointing at the small pieces of Styrofoam and other debris and raving in a most irrational fashion. I'm sorry, but he should know that I can't eat that stuff; it makes my stomach upset. When he began rolling up a newspaper I realized he'd lost all reason and bolted for the front door, which was fortunately open just a crack.

5:00 pm: What a treat! On the way home a flock of ravens drew my attention to a squirrel that had been flattened by an automobile. After several days in the sun, the aroma was so delicious it made my nose quiver. I rolled in the wondrous fragrance for several minutes, and when I stood up I positively radiated eau de roadkill. Let Sebastian drool over Muffy -- he doesn't know what he's missing.

6:00 pm: Of all the times to get a bath! My master, still in a foul mood, made me stand outside in the chill air while he shampooed and rinsed me several times. Every time I shook the water from my fur he,too, became drenched, and in the end he was shivering. Why in the world does he do stuff like this?

9:00 pm: Time to sleep, though I am not allowed on the bed whenever anyone's home. Ah, the life of a dog.

My gorgeous (and pregnant) Mommy!

Ok, so my mom took this pic to send to her friends, and I couldn't resist putting it on here. Look! She's showing! Yes, I know I am weird. You don't need to tell me.

What is up with these Carol Creations??

So, I'm going on a crazy photoshoping quotes thing. Don't worry, it can't last too long. I'm leaving to go to Washington and Oregon in a little more than a week.


Yes, they have the same backround.