RAWR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay. I am getting really really pissed off.

REALLY.

I really wonder about the youth of today. Is it that they are selfish and really don't care, or are they repulsed by things that are foreign to them?Maybe, if they took the time to look outside their cookie cutter lives and stop being so damn self centered, they would realize that they are not the center of the universe and that over 50% of the world's population is completely fucked up and needs someone to help them in the best possible way. There are thousands of children being abducted from their homes every day to fight in this stupid war the LRA is declaring against the Ugandan government. Millions of people are being displaced and moved to crowded, unsanitary, death-ridden camps every year because the LRA is destroying their villages and homes. Yet, every one of the teenagers in America are sitting in front of their TV or computer doing nothing because either they don't know or they don't care. That is why I have tried, on several occasions to tell my friends and family about the situation in Uganda and I have tried to inform them of the charity and amazing work The Invisible Children Inc. has done. But they either don't listen, make jokes about it, or they listen and say "Oh, that's sad" and go about their lives. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!! There is something happening in the world that is seriously effecting every one of our lives and no one cares!!!!!!!! This is seriously pissing me off!!!!!

I realize that I am only talking about 1 humanitarian crisis and I know that there are several situations in the world that are putting everyone's cookie-cutter lives at stake, but Invisible Children is a charity dear to my heart and the crisis in Uganda is a cause that I am willing to put my whole life into. I can't help but be infuriated by the carelessness of the world.

Oh the things to talk about....

Well, most things in my life revolve around two things: School and Dance.

In the school sphere, there is prom, and finals......Prom, the nearer event of the two, is a waste of breath, but since I can't really help myself, I will waste it. I HATE PROM!!!! First, I got a date. Then I got a dress. Well, date is gone, dress still here, dress $200 and now I have to wear it for every formal occasion I have. Finals, I don't have to worry about because....well, I don't know why, but I don't. Then there are the AP tests in May that I am not looking forward to. Why anyone would want to take a 4-6 hour long test is beyond me.

In the dance sphere of my life, I basically have rehearsals every Monday and I will start my solo rehearsals soon....I hope.

Things that aren't in either of those spheres: boys, family, and social engagements.

On May 25, I am planning a Rescue Plan Unveiling Party at my house. I am deeply involved in the Invisible Children organization and events. Unfortunately, I have selfish friends who won't take an hour of their time to watch a movie to help people who are being abducted and displaced because they are so damn absorbed in their safe little lives that they see no point.

Also, I AM SICK OF OVERPRIVILEGED PEOPLE THINKING THEY CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL THEY WANT!!!!

In other news, a local theatre company is putting on a production of SPRING AWAKENING, the best musical ever. Okay, maybe not the best ever, but it's pretty darn good.

Since I have talked about social engagements, I will continue to boys. I hate boys. I really do. Especially when they can't say they aren't interested in me to my face. I'm a big girl. Your rejection isn't going to hurt me. Make me lose respect for you, yes. Hurt me, no.

I would like to take this time to ask Huebert Lawrence Vance if he has communication issues or if he's just not into me, because, either way, I get it. I would also like to ask every guy I know that isn't gay if he finds me attractive at all.

Here's what I want. I want a guy to ask me to dance. Not booty-poppin', grinding dance. I want a guy to ask me to slow dance, waltz, something. If he did, I would absolutely swoon. What girl doesn't want a guy to ask her to dance. Especially if they have this amazing dress that she will probably just wear once. On this one occasion when the girl takes the time, effort, and money to look especially fantastic, someone ask her to dance, because she will be putty in your hands.

I will leave you with this one bit of insight that I picked up from the wonderful Jason Mraz: "Be as wild as you want hoping to see these people again."

You only have one life, live it to the absolute fullest, even if you make a complete fool of yourself.

RIP Joel (3/21/08)

Oh, It's That Time of Year

The flowers are blooming, the teenagers are flashing in Cancun, and giddy little girls are shopping for prom dresses. It must be spring. I'd have to say that spring is as uneventful as thursday mornings for me. I wake up, sit at my computer, take a shower, sit at my computer, and go back to sleep. At least, that's what I have done on my spring break. And to top it off, prom is in 15 days. I am being forced to go by my friends. I don't want to go for several reasons:

1. I will be bored.

2. I don't like anyone who goes to my school.

3. I don't (and will never) have a date.

4. Last time I went to a dance type thing, I hated it.

5. It's expensive.

I know everyone's like "It's something you'll regret if you don't go." The only reason I would want to go to prom would be, and I know this is vain but, for a guy to tell me I'm beautiful. Unfortunately, I don't have the honor of being the girl people call "beautiful" all the time. The last time someone called me beautiful was when I was 8....and it was my dad.

Maybe I'm just being an angsty teenager.

Oh well, you're only a teenager for 5 years. Might as well make the worst of it.

The Fear

Lately, as the title suggests, I have been overcome by this inate fear of eternal loneliness. I don't even understand it. Usually, I am okay with being alone. Maybe it's because prom is coming up and I don't have a date, or maybe it has something to do with the fact that not only do guys not want to go to prom with me, they don't want to go anywhere with me. It seems that every guy I know finds me unattractive. But, then again, I'm not attractive, to be perfectly honest. I don't know. I have to admit, that a lot of the guys I know are a little immature. Or maybe, it's because my clique (I really hate that high school society is this way) is comprised completely of girls, except for Jonathan, but he's only there because he's dating Hadley. All of my friends that are guys hang out with people that I don't hang out with or find particularly repulsive. Oh well. I actually had a lot to write about, that had nothing to do with anything I just said, but I have forgotten what it was......this is unfortunate.

Creatures of Habit Should Not Be Addicted to the Internet

Here is something I have discovered. Recently, I have had a lot of free time on my hands. Not normal free time, which would be like 5 minutes in a day. But hours of free time. And guess what I have been doing with that free time. I have been on the Internet. The only horrible part about my free time is that because I am a creature of habit, I have been going to the same 3 sites the entire time: Facebook, YouTube, and Deviantart. This wouldn't be the case if my browser was not Apple Safari. If I were using Internet Explorer or Firefox, I could get on this AMAZING site called StumbleUpon. It is the most amazing thing I have come across on the internet. It basically takes your interests, compiles them into a list, and with the press of a simple button, you are jetted through the web to different sites that may or may not pique your interest. Some sites are funny, some are inspirational, and some are pointless. Either way, you aren't going to the same 3 sites for 4 hours. Granted, in the 4 hours I was on Facebook, YouTube, and Deviantart, I uploaded some pictures and videos, talked to some friends and browsed some of my friends' artwork. But other than that, I have a boring internet existance. This is why I have started this blog. I had one before, but it was boring and I never wrote anything in it because I never really felt the need to. But, I need something else to do with this surplus of free time that I have.