West Side Story

Well, I'm back and exhausted. :) But it was SOOOO FUN. We spent like three hours in the restaurant (three courses of Italian, I'm all for it) and then walked down to Broadway. Which was fun, but FREEZING. I kept expecting to look down and realize that my toes had frostbite all over them - and honestly, they probably would have if it weren't for the fact that we kept going into random stores every block or two in order to warm up.

Anyway, we finally got to the theatre and West Side Story started. And Ohhhh MY GAWD. Why were they even wearing cloths??? How many ways can you say an incredibly hot mostly-male cast. UGH it was beautiful. I spent most of the time staring at the guy who played Bernardio who was one hell of a hottie: George Akram. Only his character dies at the end of the first act, which lead to a tragic intermission filled with me bitching about how now who was I supposed to stare at since the hottest actor was off of the stage.

Fortunately, Tony (Matthew Hydzik) was also pretty damn hot and provided plenty of eye-candy. He was the only person to be shirtless during the play, and eightpack. I think I have concluded I need to marry someone on Broadway because those boys are riiiiiiiiiiiiiiipped and good looking.




Anyway, when I got back to her house it was 12:00. And what do you do at 12:00? OBVIOUSLY you go and visit Tybalt. Which I did. To be fair, Wah (who had the party) is his neighbor so it wasn't really sketchy. Although while we were chatting downstairs Bryant walked in and was fairly confused. (But mostly miffed I hadn't told him I was coming.... but I did think he was asleep. Ah well.)

Anyway, we chatted for like a half hour about counties and Tybalt explained how he totally thinks Bunnie likes him cause she was all over him during it. But he "didn't really want to do anything about it." we then discussed prom and then I left to go to the friend's house I was staying at for the night since I kind of couldn't go home considering it was several hours past my own curfew AND legal curfew. My B.



However, all this pales under the fact that George Akram is the hottest thing to hit Broadway.

Pretty and Shiney

I think that someone really needs to keep me out of Silver Ribbon. I mean, seriously. I go in there and end up taking to the workers for like a half hour and get very distracted by all the glittery shiny things all over the place. I am now minus my Christmas money and up one present for a friend in the grade below us who is having a sweet sixteen tomorrow. Although I suppose I'll be in there less after all the sweet sixteens are over; that's the year that society feels people deserve a big present. I mean, it IS sixteen. I don't know what I would do without the store since you're supposed to give more expensive presents and it is instrumental in keeping me from breaking the bank. Besides, for what they carry, Silver Ribbon is cheap. The stuff targeted for our age is nice and doesn't cost an arm and a leg - totally different from the shitty jewelry you find at, say, Forever 21 that isn't actually worth much, is really ugly, and yet still costs about the same. Not to say everything is cheap; the really fancy stuff targeted for people who are either much or slightly older than teenage years tend to be more expensive.

But I digress, she doesn't know about this blog and I feel the need to share: I got her these killer glass bead earrings that are like greenish and blackish which I think will really go with her, I looked at them and thought of her so I figured they'd be pretty damn good.



And then, of course, I hurried out before the pretty and shiney could lay hold to me completely and imprison me there for good.

Talks with Tybalt

Tybalt:
HAHAHHAHAHAHAH
whats so bad about running around nude?

Kathrya:
hahahaa
well, I suppose the breeze is nice
but it's fairly cold you know
and its kind of like having a sign on my back screaming PLEASE RAPE ME

Tybalt:
ohhh true true that wouldnt be good....and for the rape part you could just beat them off
no big deal hahaa

Kathrya:
hahaa true
all the same, i think i'll go with modesty.



I loved this too much out of context to not show you guys. :D have fun!

The Drunk Pedophile at the Library

Well, considering midterms are coming up, I figured perhaps studying would be a good thing and, acknowledging that we would get nothing done at home, Jackie and I went to the library to attempt to do work instead. Some of the Y Chromosomes were there so we ended up joining them and actually managed to accomplish work.

However, in our little section of quiet, work paradise, an evil darker than you could ever imagine was lurking in plain sight. He was overweight, overdressed, and sketchily keeping to his own little cubicle while the unwitting teenagers worked to the side, studying their materials and working towards perhaps not failing midterms. It was only when the y chromosomes left in search of food and our resident evil got up and left to wander in circles around the library for a few hours, leaving his stuff at the table, was his gruesome secret revealed.

One of them started texting Jackie, warning about his misdeeds and not to go any nearer to him than we had. Thinking that it was all one big joke, we just more or less laughed it off and nicknamed him the pedophile. It was only once we all returned post-din din that the true horrors were revealed. While we were sitting nearby oh-so-innoncently doing our work like good little high schoolers occasionally do he was sitting there drinking apparently cheap booze out of a bottle and watching child pornography. Quite a charmer, huh? Several of the Y Chromosomes had witnessed such actions taking place and we all shuddered and groaned, ignoring his pile of stuff and resuming our work.

Eventually a librarian worker was summoned who escourted him out of the building - although it unfortunately took our drunk, homeless pedo quite a while to do this and I was seated next to his stuff at this particular juncture in time. This caused me to be subject to his charming man-scent of bad liqour, sweat, and grime while he put everything away and sketched (the verb for sketchy people in motion) away down the hallway, before being finally thrust through the gates to the great outdoors.



Needless to say, he was not missed. At all.

Sharing Stomachs

So, I would like to think that everyone who actually reads this has heard me whine about how Tybalt doesn't eat in front of girls - namely me as I really don't think he knows that many girls well enough to go out and have food with them. Today as a holy-crud-I-don't-want-to-do-any-more-work slash hurray Kathrya can sort of have a life again because her anatomy and physiology project is finally done sort of then Tybalt, Bryant, Jackie and I all went to crumbs. After some deliberating over which cupcakes in which we could indulge ourselves and succumb to the fatness that is gooey cupcakey goodness we sat down.

And then these guys walked in together, around maybe twenty. Wearing pajama pants. And I was so frusterated because my amazing gaydar failed me - I cannot tell if they were straight or not. It was just. So. Frusterating.

But that is completely besides the point. Back to Tybalt being incapable of eating in front of people with superior genetics (aka females) he actually finished the whole cupcake, and proceeded to talk about perhaps getting another one. Which lead to a chat about what the fuck was he doing actually eating, and as Bryant was not eating, clearly they shared stomachs.



Or there is my personal favorite, Jackie's theory: They're the same person. Two different bodies. No biggie.

Courseplanning

Courses for next year:
1.Free
2.Reading/Writing Fic
3.Irish Lit or Myth and Bible
4.Pre-Calc honors? I really don't know about math. I'll talk to Gnomes/guidance about it.
5.Enviromental (sem. 2)
6.Area Study (no idea which one yet, I vote we all take one together)
7.Being a T.A. for T-RAD's biology B or A class (I need to talk to guidance, but T-RADs she said its okay for me to T.A. her class. I'd almost prefer bio b because then the material is easier/less brushing up on, but I dont want to put up with a bunch of stupid kids on pot.)
8.A.P. Biology or Physics (probs A.P. Bio, I need to talk to T-RADs and my guidance councilor)
9.Marine Bio (sem. 1)
10.Forensics (sem. 1)
11. something else - horticulture maybe? or medical terminology? I'm not sure. I need another class. Or I could just take a second free period. Or I could only be a teacher's assistant for one semester and then take physics as well as A.P. Bio. Or I could take pottery/watercolor/some art class.

Homework: Nine hours and Counting

I need a break. I like, haven't had breaks. Well, that's not entirely fair. I did get a break at two in order to go to my friend's boy scout thing which was boring and I was actually wishing I was doing homework, but he's a family friend and essentially family so I didn't mind. And then I went to the Princess and the Frog for the third time with Penguine. Which none of you will know who that is, and I'll explain in school. And then I got home and had dinner. But other than that I was working with a few facebook checks, none of which lasted more than five minutes (Tea, I was at dinner when you were trying to talk to me, but to answer that question, no, that's perfectly normal. And in a non-sketchy straight way, yes, yes you do have a nice butt. So don't worry ^^- )

But those (and this) are all the breaks I had today. I didn't even have food today aside from dinner and popcorn at the movie.

I suppose I shouldn't be bitching since I know some of you get more work. But I'm not looking forward to running on fumes this week. Sigh.


Back to the grindstone :(

A night out turned into a night in

Good god I'm tired. And am saying I'm going to bed right after this, but probably won't.

Today was more or less the normal hectic life of mine, I smuggled Columbus's skis to him from right under my dad's nose - which took talent considering I was in the garage and he was right above me. (Which means he could hear every little thump.) I spent a cautious while hunting down my older brother's gear, and then had to spend an hour moving things so I could get to the skis and then had to take them out and compare them to his boots so that I could find the right ones as they weren't labled. Without my dad knowing. It went well, especially considering he came in in the middle of it at which point I prended to be putting crap in my car. I found two skis which could be my brother's and then had to get them up to redding and come back and replace the other one without dad missing them. I deserve a super secret stealth not-aisian ninja award.

Tybalt came over today for several hours instead of me going out skating, since my dad decided it was much to cold for that to happen. Which was really obnoxious. But we played mario party for a few hours and then hit facebook (I talked to people as me on his facebook, and we argued on it too, so now he looks tri-polar. Tri because my little brother wrote stuff too. I find it hysterical. Tybalt.... not so much, but he let me do it. Suprising, not going to lie.) And my little brother showed us some stuff on the internet which was funny... he was hanging out with us all night aside from the next bit because he's awesome. Then we left and drove to the beach, but at the time we got there it was eleven so we both had to go right home. Which is okay, cause it was cold.

Except I have a sweatshirt from my dad that is sooooo warm and fuzzy it's rediculous.

Me loves. :)

Back North

Hmm. I'm back.

And drawing again. Which means I don't feel like writing much right now.










I don't want to do homework. :(