10 THINGS ABOUT MANDA [AGAIN]:

i lose the game (frequently).
i'm very meticulous about some things.
i hate touching gum before i put it in my mouth.
i try not to do homework after 10ish.
i love meeting new people.
i'm a hardcore mennonite XD
i have the most amazing friends in the world.
i'm a total choir dork.
i'm lousy at guitar.
i snort when i laugh too hard.

[YET ANOTHER] 10 THINGS ABOUT MANDA

i would fly you to the moon and back.
i don't know the past tense of "concussion".
i'm that girl with about 7 colors in her hair.
i am strongly against abortion.
i want hilary clinton to be the next president.
my cell > everyone else's cells.
i'm noisesome :]
i cry too easy.
its time to redefine your deophobic mind.
i adore paper shredders.

10 [more] things about Manda

my favorite color is teal.
i am in love with skinny jeans.
there's a squirrel in my attic.
i named him aberforth.
i have really really long fingers.
i'm a total harry potter junkie.
i'm a really good liar.
i like miley cyrus.
i LOVE pull-n-peel.
it took me 15 minutes to write this.

10 things about Manda ...

i have apposable thumbs.
i take too many pictures of myself.
i'm an alto.
i love froot loops.
matching socks creep me out.
i listen to christmas music all year round.
i still sleep with a teddy.
i'm developing a mild obsession with jared leto.
there's a wocket in my pocket.
i ♥ michael bublé.

brandon jazz!!

yaaay! we leave tomorrow. i've spent nearly half the day in bed TRYING to shake this cold so i won't be sick, but it appears there is no cigar when it comes to ditching this cold like a bad habit. it IS a bad habit. i ALWAYS get a cold just after operetta, apparently whether i'm performing or not.

ON THE TOPIC OF OPERETTA: i enjoyed doing make up, quite frankly. me and kat were going around and flaunting our supreme make up artist talents. well, no not really, but we joked between ourselves that we were son incredibly rad that it would seem egotistical to brag about our mad skills.

so maybe i'm glad thor didn't give me a part ... maybe? i don't know. i wish he would tell me WHY. did i get outvoted? i don't think so. was i not good enough last year? maybe. was it because i was behind in his class? probably not. (and if it was, that's effing retarded because rob was ALWAYS behind, even more than me, and he got leads all the time).

whatever. it's done. it's one less thing for me and mom to fight about, i suppose. we've been fighting A LOT lately, and it's kind of bogus. i wish she would stop trying to change ME and start trying to change HER. it's getting lame and annoying when she points out every single flaw i have and then when i dare to ask her a small little thing (example, please don't smoke upstairs, it makes me sick), she flys off the handle and calls me ungrateful or whatever and tells me i'm either a) moving in with dad (nice to know i have my own choice on where i live) or b) i'm not welcome in HER house anymore. whatever. she's so immature, it feels a lot of times like I'M the parent, and SHE'S the child.

i've really been realizing lately how much i need my friends. i've been leaning on them a lot recently, and i've noticed how much better i've felt. i know i need to stop trying to handle everything by myself, and i'm trying to change that. i'm finally ready to risk getting hurt if it means that i'll be happier in the end. and maybe i'll stop doing stupid things because of it.

and this was supposed to be a short post :P

but i've got to go. i have about a million and a half things to do. i need to get some laundry together ... i want to have a shower ... and i'm uber hungry. later days.

Life without music would Bm.

i'm an animated artist

i took this really cool personality test today. it's a really weird story on how i found it ...

okay, i was googling michael bublé. because, yeah, i'm like, in LOVE with him right now. he's fantastic. (but that's another post!) and i found some really good pictures of him at this one site and it was a blogger account. (freaky) so i read the post and it was about this girl from new york who was equally in love with michael bublé and so i read the post and she was really funny. so i was sorta skimming through her blog and then i came across a link to www.personaldna.com, and i was like, "hey, i'm bored, i'll scope it out."

so i did.

Animated Artist

it's a cool site, check it out. the test only takes a few minutes, it's a really unique way of finding out more about yourself. it's super detailed and pretty accurate too!

p.s.
oh ... and i changed my blog address because of it. i was tired of sounding like a three year old :P

p.p.s.
go to google, type in "find chuck norris" and click "i'm feeling lucky". the result is one of hilarious proportions.

goodbye my friend, until we meet again

i can't think of words
my brain isn't working now
so i'll write haiku.

:D

What do you say to taking chances?

Maybe Celine Dion was right. Maybe we should all take chances more often. I mean, what's the point of being afraid? It doesn't get you anything but a complex. Who in history ever got anything by running away or by backing down? By giving up? By caving under pressure? Well I'm not going to cave in, give up, back down, or run away. I'm going to stand my ground and take chances because it's my life. It's now or never. And I can do this.

-53 is a bitch.

it's cold. there's 5 blankets on my bed. i've been in 4+ layers for the last three days, and it shows no signs of letting up yet. aside from all the negative, the last two days of school have been cancelled, and it looks like tomorrow with be too. i'm down with that.

so with that, i'll mosey on to the topic of the WORLD'S BEST MOVIE EVER. Rent. that's right, Rent. it's AMAZING. i'm so in love with it. Mark Cohen and Roger Davis = <3. watch it, i promise it's good. once you get over the lesbians, a cross dresser, a stripper and a drug addict, anyways. oh, and the whole AIDS thing. okay, so i never said it was appropriate for younger audiences ...

on a warmer note, i feel very looked after and loved tonight, courtesy of my wonderful boyfriend and my amazing best friends. as shayleah would say, "we live a charmed life".

bye bye dears!

aDORKable. period.

so i was going to actually talk about something significant, but i can't really think of anything important and/or i don't really feel like taking the time to explain the whole damn situation. ugh, my life is a soap opera ...

okay well, the dance last night was pretty great. like, it was really kinda boring, and it was definetly not one of the best dances, but i still had a good time partying like a rockstar with everybody. namely kat, stef, deb and jordan (debbie's cool bf), randi, jordan, ellen, ian, and, for don't wanna miss a thing, erin. we slow-danced like idiots to one of aerosmith's most classic songs, dreaming of gorgeous mike with his adorable hair and cute smile and very very hot voice. we sang the whole song at the top of our lungs and hugged when it ended cause we were sad :P we're SUCH losers. and while we were dancing we saw dylan baloun dancing by himself because he's just like that and it was pretty much the cutest thing ever. it amused me.

oh, and rocking out to fallen leaves by billy talent was AWESOME. moshing in a pleated skirt that only comes halfway to your knees is difficult, but oh so much fun. and then we moved in front of the strobe light, and that was even cooler. it would have been better if my hair had been down, but what can you do. next dance i suppose.

so other than that, nothing too interesting is happening. nyx is coming out next weekend :D i misses her lotses. we'll party and laugh lots and be idiots like always, and we'll wear too much eyeliner and listen to music that's too loud and make way too much noise, but it'll be a blast. AND. she's staying in manitou, so there's no excuse for not seeing her this time :D:D:D