Notes: I saw 'Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen' on Thursday and
guess what? I couldn't stand it! I apologize to anyone who liked that
movie. I just have this thing against teenage actresses except for a very
special few. By the way, I'm sorry if this has a weird format. I can't save
files as html.
I probably would have updated sooner, but a lot of stuff happened today. I
went to see 'The Return of the King'(Frodo!) for the second time. The
ending is so sad! Sorry if I'm going to spoil this for anyone, but I assume
most fans have already seen it. When Frodo leaves, in my head I'm like
'Wait, don't go! Don't leave! I love you! We can get married!' It's okay
though, cause I already have a boyfriend. It always makes me cry though,
which I almost never do during movies. No offense, but I didn't cry once
during 'A Walk to Remember' and it's supposed to be sad.
Then, a few minutes after I get home, my friend calls. So, I gotta leave to get to her birthday party. And now, here I am in front of the computer, typing this up for your enjoyment. I figure I shouldn't leave without leaving you with one more chapter. I'm leaving on Tuesday afternoon to go to San Antonio...with my parents. Yeah! Note my sarcasm. I won't be back from that until Thursday. And then on Friday, it's the Clay Aiken concert. As you see, I'll be pretty busy. I'll try to update once more before then.
Shout-Outs:
GeometryGal – Yeah, I know the format was weird. For some reason, my bro's computer won't let me save things as html files, so I'm having to do plain Word documents. Journalism is pretty cool. It's weird though, because there is stuff about Pulitzer and Hearst in the book. It's like, 'I don't care about them! What about the newsies?' I'm almost tempted to ask if we can watch 'Newsies' in class, or at least discuss the strike.
NadaZimri – Hope the performance meets your expectations! It's in the next chapter though. I really have no idea of how to actually do it. My only experience on stage is with tons of people in musical and then, it's really easy. Ah, what song should I do? Any help would be nice. I'm not great on details on stage.
FrenchyGoil – Actually 'father' and 'boyfriend' get along fine. I knew that from the instant that 'he', being the boyfriend pulled out a Bob Hope video instead of going straight for the action movies like I would have done. It's just the idea of me having a boyfriend that makes my dad nervous.
Jocelyn Padoga – I'm your favorite author? You're too nice. I'm glad I could make someone feel special. I was too glad to do it. Actually, my boyfriend has already asked me out. It's crazy, he's already trying to make plans for my birthday in a few weeks. S What exactly do you mean by a title? Sorry, I don't know what it all means, I'm new to this whole thing.
Wisecracker88 – Actually, I don't like cherries. So, make it chocolate on top and you've got yourself a deal! Now, I just gotta know what this dream is. Tell me and I'll put it in the next chapter. Sorry, I'm kinda clueless to dreams unless I'm told.
I Get Nervous When You're Around
All the newsies met at Tibby's after selling on Friday. They were all waiting for the girls to get off their shift so they could head over to Medda's. There was talk around about a special show and everyone was excited. Nothing more was known besides that it was new and was going to be performed only for them. So, all the guys...and some girls wanted to get there a little early.
"Dutchy," the 12-year-old by his side asked. Dutchy smiled before bending way down to her level, "Can I come too?" He thought a minute before answering.
"Sure, why not," he replied, "You know Medda loves it when you come to visit Robin." He would usually leave her with a friend, but decided to make an exception. Medda always kept close watch at her parties and kept things under control.
Robin grinned at his answer. While she was really Dutchy's younger sister, everyone looked to her like their own. She had blue-green eyes and dirty blonde hair, looking only slightly different from her older brother. Robin rarely got to go out anywhere, making this a special time for her.
"Are you ready yet," Ears called out suddenly. Jinx quickly appeared from the kitchen, looking a little annoyed.
"Hold on," Jinx yelled back, "We do have work to do you know?"
"Just asking," Ears responded, grinning when Jinx rolled her eyes in annoyance before disappearing again.
"So," Sparks asked, turning to Blink, "You gonna meet Snow there?" The only people absent from the present group where the five girls working at Medda's. It was assumed that they would arrive after their jobs for the show were done.
"Yeah," Blink answered, "I don't know when though. I haven't seen her all day."
"Ok, now we're ready," Jinx said at that moment, "We can go now." Scout and Britts followed behind her.
"Are you happy now," Scout asked, making it clear that she was joking. "We weren't gone that long," Britts commented, "Besides, it's only 6. The show doesn't start for another hour."
"We wanna get there early," Jack explained, "There's some kinda special show tonight." He led the others outside and in the direction of Medda's. Swifty held back a minute. He smiled over at Britts.
"Hey," he said casually. She smiled at him, silently wondering what he was doing, "I know this is short notice, but would you like to go to the party with me?"
"I'd like that," Britts replied. Swifty dramatically stuck out his arm. Britts laughed, linking her arm through his and they continued on after the others. Jinx walked in front of them with Specs. Jinx looked back at them and winked. Britts groaned upon seeing this, "I'll never hear the end of this."
"Do I look okay," I asked, rushing up to Snow. While I never really cared for fashion or looking my best, today I just couldn't help it. I would be performing in front of all those people. My hair had been put into an up position. I had been surprised that my almost shoulder length hair could do that. I also had on a bit of makeup so everyone could see my face onstage.
"You look great," Snow reassured me after looking at my outfit, "Don't worry about it." Easy for you to say, I thought, you've done this before.
"Step, kick, step, turn," I said slowly. Snow gave me an odd look.
"What are you doing," she asked.
"Practicing," I replied, spinning quickly and ending up falling over, "Without the falling over part." Snow laughed and gave me a hand up.
"You'll do fine," she told me, "I was nervous my first time on stage too. Once you get up there, you're not so nervous anymore."
"Sure," I replied sarcastically, but quietly enough that she couldn't hear me.
"Girls," Dreamer appeared at the door, "You're on in ten minutes."
"Ready," Snow asked, turning to me before walking out of the room.
"I hope so," I replied, before walking out of the dressing room after her and to the stage area, "I really hope so."
Then, a few minutes after I get home, my friend calls. So, I gotta leave to get to her birthday party. And now, here I am in front of the computer, typing this up for your enjoyment. I figure I shouldn't leave without leaving you with one more chapter. I'm leaving on Tuesday afternoon to go to San Antonio...with my parents. Yeah! Note my sarcasm. I won't be back from that until Thursday. And then on Friday, it's the Clay Aiken concert. As you see, I'll be pretty busy. I'll try to update once more before then.
Shout-Outs:
GeometryGal – Yeah, I know the format was weird. For some reason, my bro's computer won't let me save things as html files, so I'm having to do plain Word documents. Journalism is pretty cool. It's weird though, because there is stuff about Pulitzer and Hearst in the book. It's like, 'I don't care about them! What about the newsies?' I'm almost tempted to ask if we can watch 'Newsies' in class, or at least discuss the strike.
NadaZimri – Hope the performance meets your expectations! It's in the next chapter though. I really have no idea of how to actually do it. My only experience on stage is with tons of people in musical and then, it's really easy. Ah, what song should I do? Any help would be nice. I'm not great on details on stage.
FrenchyGoil – Actually 'father' and 'boyfriend' get along fine. I knew that from the instant that 'he', being the boyfriend pulled out a Bob Hope video instead of going straight for the action movies like I would have done. It's just the idea of me having a boyfriend that makes my dad nervous.
Jocelyn Padoga – I'm your favorite author? You're too nice. I'm glad I could make someone feel special. I was too glad to do it. Actually, my boyfriend has already asked me out. It's crazy, he's already trying to make plans for my birthday in a few weeks. S What exactly do you mean by a title? Sorry, I don't know what it all means, I'm new to this whole thing.
Wisecracker88 – Actually, I don't like cherries. So, make it chocolate on top and you've got yourself a deal! Now, I just gotta know what this dream is. Tell me and I'll put it in the next chapter. Sorry, I'm kinda clueless to dreams unless I'm told.
I Get Nervous When You're Around
All the newsies met at Tibby's after selling on Friday. They were all waiting for the girls to get off their shift so they could head over to Medda's. There was talk around about a special show and everyone was excited. Nothing more was known besides that it was new and was going to be performed only for them. So, all the guys...and some girls wanted to get there a little early.
"Dutchy," the 12-year-old by his side asked. Dutchy smiled before bending way down to her level, "Can I come too?" He thought a minute before answering.
"Sure, why not," he replied, "You know Medda loves it when you come to visit Robin." He would usually leave her with a friend, but decided to make an exception. Medda always kept close watch at her parties and kept things under control.
Robin grinned at his answer. While she was really Dutchy's younger sister, everyone looked to her like their own. She had blue-green eyes and dirty blonde hair, looking only slightly different from her older brother. Robin rarely got to go out anywhere, making this a special time for her.
"Are you ready yet," Ears called out suddenly. Jinx quickly appeared from the kitchen, looking a little annoyed.
"Hold on," Jinx yelled back, "We do have work to do you know?"
"Just asking," Ears responded, grinning when Jinx rolled her eyes in annoyance before disappearing again.
"So," Sparks asked, turning to Blink, "You gonna meet Snow there?" The only people absent from the present group where the five girls working at Medda's. It was assumed that they would arrive after their jobs for the show were done.
"Yeah," Blink answered, "I don't know when though. I haven't seen her all day."
"Ok, now we're ready," Jinx said at that moment, "We can go now." Scout and Britts followed behind her.
"Are you happy now," Scout asked, making it clear that she was joking. "We weren't gone that long," Britts commented, "Besides, it's only 6. The show doesn't start for another hour."
"We wanna get there early," Jack explained, "There's some kinda special show tonight." He led the others outside and in the direction of Medda's. Swifty held back a minute. He smiled over at Britts.
"Hey," he said casually. She smiled at him, silently wondering what he was doing, "I know this is short notice, but would you like to go to the party with me?"
"I'd like that," Britts replied. Swifty dramatically stuck out his arm. Britts laughed, linking her arm through his and they continued on after the others. Jinx walked in front of them with Specs. Jinx looked back at them and winked. Britts groaned upon seeing this, "I'll never hear the end of this."
"Do I look okay," I asked, rushing up to Snow. While I never really cared for fashion or looking my best, today I just couldn't help it. I would be performing in front of all those people. My hair had been put into an up position. I had been surprised that my almost shoulder length hair could do that. I also had on a bit of makeup so everyone could see my face onstage.
"You look great," Snow reassured me after looking at my outfit, "Don't worry about it." Easy for you to say, I thought, you've done this before.
"Step, kick, step, turn," I said slowly. Snow gave me an odd look.
"What are you doing," she asked.
"Practicing," I replied, spinning quickly and ending up falling over, "Without the falling over part." Snow laughed and gave me a hand up.
"You'll do fine," she told me, "I was nervous my first time on stage too. Once you get up there, you're not so nervous anymore."
"Sure," I replied sarcastically, but quietly enough that she couldn't hear me.
"Girls," Dreamer appeared at the door, "You're on in ten minutes."
"Ready," Snow asked, turning to me before walking out of the room.
"I hope so," I replied, before walking out of the dressing room after her and to the stage area, "I really hope so."
