I had a good day...

Understatement, actually. My day was AWESOME. Today me and and my oldest and dearest friend Tara decided to hang out with our friend Hannah, as it was her birthday.

WHAT a day! We followed her to a robotics meeting, as she is a member of our school's robotics club. Tara and I... well, we're more like mascots than actual members as we're friends with a lot of the members. So we were trying to entertain ourselves... as you can imagine, hijinks ensued. While the members were discussing and watching videos of a robot doing stuff, we played some games of hang-man and tic tac toe on the schedule for the next robotics competition, scribbled firefly quotes all over said schedule, started dancing when "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" just started randomly playing, acted all ninja and secret agent down the hall, engaged in random group hugs, sang "Happy Birthday" to Hannah, ate cake (the first of two we'd eat), and just generally acted silly! It was so much fun!!

After the meeting, me and Tara went back to Hannah's house. Where there was still MORE fun and silliness!!! We gave her her gifts (well, TARA gave her her gift, I just recited the quote from Firefly that excuses not having a gift: "Day is a vestigial mode of time measurement, based on solar cycles. It's not applicable. I didn't get you anything."), we watched the hilariousness that is Eddie Izzard (a British, transvestite comedian, I highly suggest looking him up) on Youtube for a few hours, took a break for dinner, watched MORE Eddie Izzard, ate dessert (ice cream cake!!), and watched STILL MORE Eddie Izzard, laughing until our sides were sore the whole time! Then Hannah's mom drove us home.

All in all, it was an amazing, fun, full-of-kookiness day!

Ta!

~Laura

(PS: President Kennedy once announced to a bunch of Berlin, "Ich bin ein Berliner!", which means "I am a jelly donut!"

Shopping Madness... or Attempting to Rediscover Polychromatic Clothing

I had a good day... mostly because it was an A day (I love A days...) and because rehearsal went swimmingly (Yay for being the only soprano and thus getting awesome parts in the opening number!), but also because of the outing with my parents.

Today was a Wednesday, so Mom had off from work and we all went shopping (and Mom and Dad sang "Easy Lover" by Phil Collins in the car... scarring me for life...). The shopping went... pretty well... ish. I was looking for an outfit for the techno dance my school is having on Friday. Shopping is really difficult for me, because it's hard to find outfits that really suit my style and because I hate my body type.

My style is really difficult to discribe... kinda like the bastard love child of a hippie and a goth. In the summer I tend to lean to the former, and in the winter to the latter. Anyway, most of my clothing is black, with some dark greens, reds, a handful of blues. But predominantly black. Not very well suited to a techno dance, hence the shopping trip.

Now, I have trouble finding clothes that really flatter me. While not really fat, I am not the skinniest of girls either... curvy is the word. Now don't get me wrong, I love my curves. My hips and ass are awesome, but I also have some excess mush around my stomach and thighs. This mush makes shorter skirts and fitted shirts a definite no. Throw in the fact that I have no chest to speak of, and you've got a handful of self-image issues that I hide with confidence and smartassery. I have exactly one fitted shirt that I like. Clothes that actually do flatter me are uncomfortable as hell. Clothes that are really comfy are also quite unflattering. You get my drift: shopping is hell.

Anyway, after wandering around Kohls, frustratedly trying to find florescents that I liked that looked suitably techno and being emo in the dressing room, I managed to find a lime green tank top that will be paired with black capri pants and some shiny green makeup. Yay! I finally have a decent outfit for this dance! In addition, I found an amazing top and vest based on the new "Alice in Wonderland" movie! While I won't be wearing these to the dance, I adore them, and will find them most pleasing additions to my collection of gothier clothes.

In short, my mission to find clothing falling somewhere actually on the color spectrum was not a complete failure, but I did undo my own work by buying the black top and gray vest... oh well, I like 'em!

In other news! One of my non-blood sisters has got a blog! It can be found at www.insert-the-title-here.com. Basically, she's only using it to put down ideas for stories, and background, and hopefully soon even stories themselves! Yay!

On a slightly sadder note: Today was Matty B's birthday. Matty B was a classmate who died back in November. I didn't know him well, but I still miss him. Happy Birthday, Matt. I won't forget you...

Happy Days, all.

~Laura