One Quick Breath of Calmness

Many things have happened since I last posted. Most of them good. A few of them not so good.

First off, my detention has been revoked. Since there were no books in my bag at the time of the announcement, I had no reason to serve my detention, so it was simply ripped up. That was good to hear.

Also, after many weeks of hard work, our drama club production was screened to fill in the highest ranked time slot at the state conference in April. I could not be more pleased with ourselves.

Saturday night I made some very poor choices on my part, some of it involving the police, most of it involving breaking curfew by ten minutes. My parents could not be more disappointed in me. It wasn't until afterwards that I asked myself what the hell was I thinking, because all I wanted to do was help my friends. My parents told me not to do that if cops have them pulled over.

Today was open house at BGSU. My mother and I attended and acquired a lot of information. I've somewhat narrowed down my choices to what I want to do now, but I'm still not sure. I still have time.

In other news, the writers' strike has finally come to an end after a three month period of fighting the Man known to them as the AMPTP. I'm very excited to have good television shows come back on instead of the reality television that seems to be spreading like cancer through public TV.

Besides the above mentioned, I'm trying to get my grades back up before the end of third quarter, especially math. I'm being tutored tomorrow, and hopefully it will work.

That is all.

Thank you and good night.

Fighting the Man

Today I was given a detention. A detention for probably the dumbest reason for a detention to be given: I carry around a big bag.


In the student handbook, it states that no book bags are to be carried around in school. You are allowed to carry a bag, but the bag cannot contain any books. That's how I've gotten through the school year so far. Until today. During my English class today, I was trying to finish reading The Scarlet Letter when the principal came on the air. He told the teachers to write up all the students who had big bags. In under five minutes, six of the eight kids in my class, myself included, held the golden ticket, the student's portion of the detention slip. "This is bullshit," I said aloud, but quiet enough that the English teacher didn't hear me. "We get a detention for carrying around bags but nobody gets a detention for wearing sweatpants (sweatpants are considered a violation of the school dress code)." Before leaving the classroom my teacher said, "Fight the Man." And it stuck with me.

Apparently I wasn't the only one pissed off about the ordeal. At least half the school received a detention from my understanding because of this sudden enforcement of a school rule that hadn't been enforced so far this year. When a group of us girls approached the Man about the issue, he stated anyone who had a book bag would be given a detention. At the time of the announcement I had no books in my bag, only two binders and a magazine. I felt extremely grateful that I cleaned out my bag over the weekend when searching for my Girls' State papers (which I failed to fill out on time). Now I was angry. I still am to an extent. My friend and I confronted the Man after school to fight him about this, and he said he could argue for us tomorrow to see whether or not we deserved our detention. I cannot help but feel like I am going on trial tomorrow, and my case is the only thing that will prove me guilty or not guilty. So now I need to prove my point so that I can fight the Man and win.

In other news, my hometown had a bit of a flood over the weekend. I drove through town and took pictures with my cell phone. Let's see if I can post my favorites up.

The day before this was a detour for thru traffic. Almost ironic... almost.


Front Street, downtown area. I was actually standing on a large dry area in between the floodwaters to take this picture.


Second Street's point of view of the downtown flooding. I slipped on the hill as I walked down to take this pic. Be grateful.


This road intersects with the first picture at the top. This is my road I live on, just two miles from my house. The first pic and this one made it on the news to my understanding. Wished I saw it.

That appears to be it for now. If you'll excuse me, I have a case to build for myself.

That is all.

Thank you and good night.

In Between Two Moments of Chaos Lies Contentment

For the most part right now, life isn't too bad.

I love my friends, I'm pretty sure they love me, and other than my parents being disappointed in me, I have little to complain about. Let's just say a certain subject that involves numbers is pulling me down as always. Can you guess it? As usual, the bosses at home can't seem to get it through their heads that sometimes it's the teacher's fault that the student isn't doing well, not the student. God forbid a teacher can't teach - or so my mother thinks. Somehow I'll pull through, whether it's through tutoring or attempting to teach myself, I'll find a way.

Honors Choir went very well. This morning I had solo and ensemble. I received a superior rating on my vocal solo. I'm proud of myself, I must say. If I receive another superior rating next year, then I'll have four straight years of superior ratings. But that will have to wait until next year.

In other news, the performance weekend for The Hunt is rapidly approaching. I have all of my lines memorized... now I must gather my costume accessories. In a few weeks I will also have to be fitted into costumes for the spring musical, Beauty and the Beast. We've already begun blocking for the opening number; I play the Aristocratic Lady. I like to think of her as the rich bitch. I think I will enjoy portraying her as we progress into the show. So far she's a very complex and catty chorus member. I wonder what kitchen appliance I will be for "Be Our Guest"...

Before I leave, I would like to leave a link for any readers I may have to listen to a song I performed with the District 1 Honors Choir. It is called "Omnia Sol." Although this is not the choir I performed in, we sang this and it is probably the most beautiful piece I've ever heard. Just click here.

That is all.

Thank you and good night.