Me Party

"Me Party" by Miss Piggy, Amy Adams

Today I woke up at 12:30

That's because I was hanging in the lounge until 4 am.

I know. I'm such a rebel.

So I went to the MoMa.

By myself.

It was spectacular.

I got to see the art by myself for myself. I didn't have to worry about catching up with anyone. I could go at my own pace.

THE POWER OF ART.

It was eye opening and beautiful.

My roommates weren't home.

They still aren't

And I violently danced for three hours straight.

I do this whenever they're gone.

You see, the logic is that no person will be in danger of crashing into my flailing limbs if well, THERE ARE NO PEOPLE.

They were gone for so long the sweat was dripping off my headphones.

In fact they're still gone.

Where the hell did they go?

Whatever...

So yeah. I might cook Asian rice after I shower just for the sake of cooking. 

THIS IS MY ROOM RIGHT NOW.

I'm so power hungry right now it's ridiculous...

Today was pretty chill.

"With my Hands Covering both of my Eyes I am too Scared to have a Look at you Now" by Team Me

Today was pretty chill.

I got some new pseudonyms.

And these people actually READ my blog.

So they better be good...

So I went to this thingy today and the theatre faculty just threw an overwhelming amount of information at us.

 

When it was over I was like

That was a lot of information...

So after that I met up with Daria and we searched for a source of nourishment in the building.

Yes. Nothing was found.

Then Mormon Man and Peter Potter joined us in our quest for Starbucks.

There were some wrong turns but we eventually located one and mingled like college students do with our ice coffees and our tapas.

There were no tapas...

Screw accuracy.

So we had an extended discussion about fandom.

Then we left.

And we went to The Mormon Dorm.

And watched exceptional performers. 

Not-so-exceptional performers.

My hot mess Fruma.

And we watched some girl with very severe dissociative identity disorder. 

There was also breadfish.

and HAAAAAYAAAAAAYAAAAYAAAYAAY.

Then I went on a McDonalds run with Daria and Peter Potter.

Then we played a game of "who is the most demented person in the room."

I lost. :)

Then I visited the Magical Ginger.

I think the Magical Ginger is secretly Batgirl.

Wait I don't just think.

THERE IS NO DENYING IT. 

Ok.

"Twerk" by Basement Jaxx

So I went and saw a musical improv group who performed Twerk the Musical hence the song...

I was very impressed.

They were able to create a plot hump on the spot.

It's kind of awesome that these people are so capable.

I personally would have preferred a more creative premise...

Like Attack of the Revenge of the Schizophrenic Lemurs from Space.

I really wanted the musical to be Attack of the Revenge of the Schizophrenic Lemurs from Space.

Like REALLY BADLY.

LIKE REALLY BADLY

But no.

It was about butt seizures.

But hey, they made it work.

Or should I say:

They made it twerk...

Is that a horrible pun I smell?

Today

"21st Century Life" by Sam Sparro

Today's orientation was much more awesome than initially expected.

First the LC group played this icebreaker game that required extreme short term memory.

Everyone was all like

SUPER PRECISION NAMES!

And then there's me.

You're name is Bethany in my imagination.

After that we had a dynamite rave! IT WAS LOUUUUUUD TO THE POINT WHERE I HAD TO TAAAALK IN AAALLL CAAPPPS! But it was hype yo.

Then we talked about nerd stuff.

Then this guy came and mind screwed us all.

No really.

He was better than Mr. T.

Not many can beat Mr. T at life.

And this guy did.

Then some lady came and literally stuffed the room with warm fuzzies. 

EXACTLY LIKE THIS.

Then there was this open mic thingy.

I guess that was aiight.

I kind of want classes to start NOW. But that won't happen until NEXT WEEK.

I just got to wait this "orientation" thing out...

Yesterday

"Bout to Get Ugly-Amended Version" by Mark Ronson

So yesterday was Chapter One of my college experience.

And the first day was a pretty awesome one.

Or should I say the first night.

The whole "orientation" part was INCREDIBLY BORING.

First, they overwhelmed me with papers that I may or may not have needed.

I'm on a budget now

Yeah.

I try not to eat too much.

Because I have a great fear of running out of food.

So I'm like: 

1/8 of a portion

That was totally off topic but it was infinitely more interesting than the book talk.

Never have a book talk with over 6 people.

This one had over 200.

And it was about that summer book that you either read in your imagination or 3 months ago over the course of 3 days.

I WAS 

Like no. Just stop.

Then we all played this social bingo game that I TOTALLY WON. But some cretin made up the rule that you had to fill out the WHOLE CARD.

I honestly thought I won but they totally pulled the rug from under me.

But after that Black Adam, Peto, and I all went into the city. And had a supa cool time.

We saw Indiana and ate cheeses. 

It was very... Quaint. I like quaint. It's a lovely word.

So let me tell you about yesterday

"Second, Minute or Hour" by Jack Penate

So yesterday I moved in.

It was a huge family process on everybody's part.

It was so smooth.

Like SLADE smooth!

And then our mothers left all teary eyed.

And it was just us.

Me and my fabulous roomies.

So one couldn't come in a last-minute-everything-literally-just-fell-apart sort of way.

The school doesn't even officially know he's not coming. Which is sad.

The other two are here however. And both of them are fabulous!

One of them crosses his arms and puts his legs together when he sleeps. (I notice these things.) So he will be called Black Adam.

Ok, he looks a lot less menacing than this.

Unfortunately I couldn't find the correct picture of Black Adam so you can see why that is my roomie's pseudonym.

Anyways. The neighboring roomie is from Puerto Rico. But I don't have a pseudonym for him yet. I need to recognize a trait that resonates. 

I'm glad to have these guys in my room because they are both pretty reasonable people and have cool parents too.

So that is my opinion so far. I don't think there will be too much conflict because there are only 3 (soon to be four because the spot will probably be filled) people, AND We got the best room because we paid early. 

I don't know if the assertion would be DRASTICALLY different with seven people... But less people definitely makes things easier.

So does a lot of space.

And individual mirror cabinets in for the 3 (probably going to be 4) of us.

I'm not as worried about the forth person not meshing because this 32nd floor dorm is so nice, I don't think they would send a problem child to the nicest dorm (KNOCK ON WOOOOOD)

Shopping. Way too much shopping.

"Belleville Rendez-Vous - Version Francaise" by M.

So after the wedding mother and I traveled to the grandmammies house.

And we went shopping.

For more stuff.

An incredible amount of more stuff.

And she had to explain the infinite uses of all of the things to me ONE by ONE and I was all like:

I gotcha. Can openers are used on cans.

Then she labeled EVERYTHING with my name.

I mean sure we spent a lot of money getting the stuff but c'mon...

This isn't Animal Planet.

I don't think we need to pee on our territory like lions do.

We're humans.

We use words...

Shopping with your grandmother can be quite a hassle sometimes.

After the first hour she's all like

She's old. Stamina isn't her strong suit.

But she got SO MUCH STUFF and it will all come in handy so I am forever grateful for that.

So that was yesterday.

SO THE WEDDING!

"Do Your Thing" by Basement Jaxx

OK. I KNOW I'M THREE POSTS BEHIND DON'T MAIM ME TOO BADLY OK? ok.

So two days ago I went to Obi-Wan's massive wedding extravaganza!

We missed the ceremony because

Omgstahp.

Like really cars?

Do you really hate us that much to make us miss the wedding part of the wedding?

Yessir! Yes I do!

Well we were there for the reception and I got to meet soooo many cool theatre people.

They all wished me luck and they all wanted me to stay in contact.

YOO I GOT CONNECTIONS!

Then I danced.

Everyone was like 

Yes yes. Far off compliments from strangers!

Then we ate da cake and went home.

Obi-wan was SO HAPPY. (of course he was he was getting married) No but his smile lit up the WHOLE ROOM. 

and it was awesome! 

Welp. It's time.

"Dear Miami" by Roisin Murphy

AAAALLLL RIGHT.

I figured I might as well summarize my high school experience.

Frosh:
I remember the ice cream freshman orientation. It was pretty cool I guess. I was placed in Sanswag's group. The person showing us around was pretty cool.

THEN SHE MADE US RUN AROUND THE DAMN TRACK.

You can't just tell the freshman to run a quarter mile.

Ugh. Freshman.

But I was in a couple shows with her as she was a part of the drama club. So I guess it was forgivable...

I remember the pep rally. There was a dance contest. ONLY TWO FRESHMAN ENTERED.

I was one of those two.

So Boiler and I danced.

We lost to the seniors

But everyone thought it was rigged.

And I started to become viral. Everyone knew my face and I'm pretty hard to miss because I'm ridiculously tall.

Then I went through this awkward phase in which the miscreants seniors forced me to dance and rap for them during lunch. I didn't mind. I wasn't trying to "fit in" anyways. I'd already done exposed myself to the whole grade. 

That lasted for like 2 months.

Was I knocking over bottles yet?

I'll save that for sophomore year.

I tried debate. For a week. Maniac's requirements were just TOO MUCH. Then Critic introduced me to speech. Cleft the Boy Chin Wonder was still coaching. Great guy. Not so great coach.

I did WILL SMITH as OI poetry.

WILL. SMITH.

DEAR GOD WHAT WAS I THINKING?!

I started stalking Garbear. 

Softie:
This was the year that Bucky and Broadway showed up.

They are so cool.

I did the Wizard of Oz with Crazy summer prior.
And this was the year when I did an out of school production of Hairspray.

I was Seaweed.

And everybody really saw my ability as a performer then.
GOD that was fun. I was with Broadway Sr. She was wonderful. Psyche was wonderful. The Magic Singing Ginger was wonderful. Critic was wonderful.

God I loved that show.

Too bad my voice was not in great shape on the final night. (Of course that's when they recorded too -_-)

But opening night was just FABULOUS.

I began my best speech category, Duo, with Garbear.
We did Spongebob.
And We would have been a hit if I didn't have so many rehearsals. (I was in two casts see?)

At lunch, I knocked over everyone's water bottles for no reason.
Everyone got so pissed about it too.
They tried ignoring it.
They tried scolding.
But I was one stubborn cookie! >:)

OH YEAH. I created my own religion. You had worship a magic cherry tree or something...

I also told EPIC stories to Broadway. About Oichi! and caves and whatever came to mind. Just like in middle school with Slim Jim.

And Wasome started up an acapella group too... Singchronized! And we built buttercups and what not.

Then there was Acafellas. The less cool male acapella chorus. The songs were too slow.

I ALSO LED AND IMPROV TEAM.

We only competed once.
I pretty much gathered the coolest people I knew and created a Justice League of Improv.

Awesome doesn't even BEGIN to describe that experience.

Maniac was the coach for like a week.

THEN THE SPOZCAKE ARRIVED IN A FLASH OF LIGHTNING.

And we became awesome interpers.



Junyah

This was the year of my second and HUGELY successful duo with Sanswag.

MAN our team was SO GOOOOD. We were introduced to tuna and I did Peanut Buttahprod summer prior.

And I fell asleep in a Sarcophagus.

Critic still doesn't believe me.

Which is reasonable.

But I had a dance party in there and tired myself out. So I laid my head on the top corner and next thing you know...

That was my favorite straight play that the Starboard Stars did.

Singchronized did more awesome stuff.


AND FINALLY MACHO-YEAR

I gave Woosh Woman all sorts of near death experiences.

Critic and Sanswag beat the video game of Forensics.

I beat the game of Song.

Sanswag and I WERE CAPTAINS of the speech ship.

I honestly put my all into helping the youngins as best I could when I could.
And the help they received from the seniorities got a few of them to states!

And I met Koreawoman and Dr. Turkey Fist. (FINALLY, SOMEONE WHO KNEW MARVEL!)

And I did WISE with Obi-wan and Sponzcake. That was probably the coolest thing I ever did in high school...





Wow. All of those experiences. All of those people.

And here I am, about to do another Four Year Education cycle with a completely new set of people. Who I'll LIVE with.

And I'll have voting rights this time.

I'm so happy to have been a Sailor. And I wouldn't have done a thing differently if given the chance. So I guess this is a shout-out to the Sailors. You won't be forgotten and you sure haven't seen the last of me! You've seen the last of daily me... But I'll definitely visit from my not-so-far-away-college-paradise!

OK. THIS IS IT.

"Faster" by Janelle Monae

Wow.

I'm leaving already?

Tis true!

OK.

I finally completed packing.

Sure it took a lot of this

The result if I didn't fold.

So here is the agenda. 

First I fly to a WEDDING 

Who?

None other than Obi-wan (he sponsored me for WISE. He's also kind of awesome)

Day after that I head along to Gran-grans. (I was to purchase all the cooking supplies for my room. And Gran-gran took care of EVERYTHING. I can't be more thankful.)

Day after that. I move in. And I SWEAR THIS DAY WILL BE RUINED IF I AM RENDERED UNABLE TO VIEW BREAKING BAD.

Ok, it won't...

But still...

It would be better to see it on time.

OMG I'M SUCH A JUNKIE FOR THAT SHOW. 

I didn't do much today but pack. 

My next post today will serve as an official goodbye to my high school readers. 

Happy Anniversary Maw and Paw!

"Circle of Life" by Viva Vox

This was their wedding song.

Yes. I know my parents are awesome.

I had to stay behind to babysit today while they went out on a movie-date.

I didn't mind.

It was their ANNIVERSARY for cryin' out loud!

I was planning on legitimately packing too.

And usually I'm in a fuss when my plans aren't achieved.

But Packing can always wait.

Tomorrow, the day before I leave, I'm gonna do it!

WOW that isn't last minute or anything.

YEP. TOMORROW'S PREPARATION DAY.

So I need to go prepare to prepare right now.

Sorry there are no gifs, but they didn't seem needed at this particular moment in time.

(Or I'm just too lazy to go surfing through tumblr for them, you decide.)

Just your average makeupforyesterday post.

"Sweet Sugar Swing" by Lyre Le Temps

GAH.

I didn't do much yesterday.

But I did do SOMETHING that was out of the ordinary.

I cooked shrimp scampi.

Sweet muffins I feel FANCEH!

I mean sure, I didn't have to skin the shrimp or remove the tail or make a homemade sauce.

But hey, I did a great job and it was my first time...

I have this eerie feeling that I will be cooking for my roommates.

I leave in 2 DAYS.

TWO.

DAYS.

I'm sorry. Not much is computing.

I enjoy cooking a lot. 

I'm very happy my dorm has a kitchen.

I'll be able to make deliciousness happen.

(on a limited budget but still... CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!)

And I'll be seeing other people my age.

After a LOOOONG summer with no face-to-face teen action.

Change.

It's exciting.

It's terrifying.

And it is beautiful. I CAN'T WAIT!

OK. So I did a lot today.

"Transformer" by Gnarls Barkley

So my family DID end up spending the night yesterday.

So I had to sleep in the basement.

The dark, buggy basement.

I'm constantly on edge at night.

I ended up sleeping pretty well though.

That might have been because I was too tired to be fearful.

So I woke up and immediately began playing video games with Whiney and Z-MAN! (my cousin)

He finally passed the sore loser phase.

There are lots of adult gamers who still haven't passed that phase.

Like seriously.

Chill.

It's just a game, God.

After the fam departed I had to attend a social interrogation party.

Everybody there was either a child or had AT LEAST a 7 year gap in age with me.

I'm 18. So it's EXTREMELY wide for me.

You know I wouldn't even call it a party. Nobody DID anything (excluding the kiddies. because, well, they're kiddies.)

When I think party I think

LASER TAG. THAT'S A PARTY.

I don't think about

How is this a party? Please. Explain.

Everybody was just standing around talking and sipping on margaritas.

How can you adult people talk for so long?

When are the activities?

And again I couldn't talk about topics like "my kids" or "my taxes" or "my wife" because I have none of those things.

EVERY CONVERSATION WAS ABOUT COLLEGE.

EVERY. SINGLE ONE.

AND EVERY PERSON AT THE PARTY APPROACHED ME INDIVIDUALLY TO ASK ABOUT COLLEGE.

Socializing is sooooo tedious.

But hey. 

Everyone there was incredibly nice and friendly.

I felt somewhat comfortable.

Somewhat.

Bean was totally in her element. 

Trying to run into the street.

Trying to run into the woods.

Stealing the bowl of chips.

DIGGING IN THE TRASH for popcorn.

I'm so used to this crap.

So I guess she kept me busy...

I HAVEEEEE A TOPIIIIIIIICAAAAA!!

"Fascination MAXX" by Naoki Maeda

Prepare to have your mind blown out of the water.

I'm holding an ax right now.

It's labeled "philosophy."

And I am about to jam it right into your cranium.

I'm serious.

You're gonna need a straight jacket by the time I'm done with you.

Ok. You ready?

I'm taking that as a hell yeah.

Alright. So I was on stumbleupon.com (If you don't use this website you fail in internet.)

And discovered the philosophical theory of fictional reality

Let me explain.

And fictional reality is the theory that the characters and settings we imagine in THIS universe actually exist in a different universe.

That means Spongebob could very much be REAL. We just have no way of contacting him.

But wait there's more!

That could also mean that WE are imagined from some other universe

Not just us. The history of time itself.

But wait there's MORE!

Nobody alive knows what happens after death.

But reincarnation is a possibility

So that means that the people who died in OUR universe could be reincarnated in a different universe.

Possibly one that WE imagined.

I KNOW RIGHT????

So you die.

And then you're reincarnated as Smurfette.

And you and the other Smurfs watch TV in your spare time.

And you like to watch this reality show

Titled: RTYOYO'S WORLD OF INSANITY.

That's pretty wild

And then we could maybe take this FURTHER.

UFO sightings, ghosts, paranormal stuffs.

That could be a result of the multiverse slipping up.

I know. I'm completely DONE too.

So hey, one of my blog posts could make the front page of The Daily Prophet in an alternate reality version of the Harry Potter series.

Hell, I could be HARRY in an alternate universe!

 

No. I lack the pure sass.

URK. NOTHING MAJOR HAPPENED TODAY

"ummjapanesestuff-Don't be in a Sulk" by Penguins Project

Yeah. A lax Japan song. That's how much this post matters.

I'm so tried.

I need sleep.

I'm too lazy to even add any gifs.

This post is just a place holder. But unlike my other placeholderposts it's gonna be incredibly shozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...


(My Grandmother and cousin are coming tomorrow. There you will get the goods.)

Revolutionary Proceedings

"Spider-Man Theme" by Ugress

I feel supa mocha right now.

Why?

Because I have a poetry blog.

What ever you say Lindsay.

(LET'S JUST SIT AND ADMIRE THE IRONY FOR A MOMENT.)

Ok. 

But really.

I kind of feel like I need a set of bongos and a cup of Starbucks.

Actually I don't. I lied.

My poems are deliberately terrible.

But even so, there is something about poetry that reveals truths not commonly found in prose.

But most of the time it's just pishposh.

This is the link to my poetry blog:

 http://thecomicpoetguy.tumblr.com/

Proceed with caution. They are pretty silly.

I don't know what inspired me to create a poetry tumblr.

I guess my thought process was

"I WANT TO DO SOMETHING SILLY THAT IS REPEATABLE."

So I guess that manifested as tumblr poetry.

And tumblr poetry is pretty silly as is. The "good" tumblr poems don't even make sense because there are waaaaaaaay too many adjectives.

I avoid that. I tend to tell it as it is.

So the car stuff

"Super Samurai" by Jun

Spotify is probably never going to fix the Dance Dance Revolution Hottest Party music because I probably make up 70 percent of the people who listen to that on Spotify.

Anyways.

I GOT MY LICENSE!

Yes!

Honestly. That was my singular goal for the summer.

Well... other than the whole "be ready for college" thing.

I'm leaving for college in a week.

A FREAKING WEEK.

It's very surreal.

Wait this post is supposed to be about my license getting journey!

Honestly, do you really want me to put your though the torture of the DMV?

Well here it is.

I just totally summed up the DMV right there for yah.

The test is all about knowing your boat smarts and following directions.

The first two times (NY doesn't count. That lady had an unreasonable hatred for me and we drove in the slush and I was terrified.) I failed because I didn't use my boat smarts.

But this time I did.

I won't really NEED my license for the next 4 years because college is in NYC...

But it feels good to have it.

I overestimated the feeling of having it.

I thought it would be like this

I SUMMON THE POWER

(Dumbledore is totally the Dormammu of the wizarding world...)

But it felt more like a thumbs up.

Driving experience is accumulated. You can't just summon the ability to drive.

Having the freedom to drive anywhere when I need to doesn't make me a better driver. It's just gives me permission to drive.

So yah.