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The Try-Outs and Other Things of Possible Interest- Like Lemony Snicket

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Hey~

PSYCHOTICNESS! I got in the try-outs, so now I'm am really excited for the performance on Friday... turns out, my guitarist did learn "Supernatural" and we got it on the first try! As for "Fully Alive", I actually have not told the person in charge I will be doing that one, too, so I guess they are in for a surprise! Not only that, but we might still go through with our little secret plan... : )= Meaning possibly even more trouble. Oh, well! All in the name of "entertainment"! Mainly for me, I guess...

Also, recently I had an Orchestra Festival with the orchestra I am in... I play the violin, by the way. She is a shiny, dramatic black, and her name is Yvette (pronounced "Evett"). We played the song "Gauntlet", which they told us was written to be played in a "Dark and Energetic" way. My friend, Carly, started laughing when I said I liked the piece because of this, and said "You ARE dark and energetic!" I found that really entertaining, somehow. We managed a two on a scale of one to four, one being the best. Personally, I thought we could have done much better. One of our judges slightly resembled Einstein and gave us a -2. One judge I have worked with before, gave us a 2. Another, who works professionally with orchestras, gave us our highest, a -1. (1+, 1, -1, 2+, 2, -2, ect.) You, know, I'm not surprised so many stages and auditoriums are said to be haunted- the feeling you get backstage is so freakily powerful, that one can get very attached emotionally, I think. If I were a ghost, I'd want to linger behind the curtain!

For those of you who suffer nightly from A Series of Unfortunate Events, you might be miserable to find that Mr. Snicket will be releasing more of his work- despite the fact he told us he was done torturing us. I had a small panic attack when I read about it, and had to take a moment to breathe- if only to keep myself from falling into a small depression. The picture book, complete with a CD, which will be published sometime in 2009, will be entitled The Composer Is Dead. It is said to be narrated by Lemony Snicket, but I have other suspicions. Like that it really isn't. Do you really think that Mr. Snicket would put his life in danger like that? Obviously, it is really narrated by his "representative", "associate", or "partner in crime", depending on which phrase you think most applies, Daniel Handler. That is fine by me, as long as Lemony Snicket doesn't die on us... not literally, of course. Besides, Mr. Handler is on my hero list, too. : )= I met him and he 1. Is extremely NICE, 2. Is possibly funnier than Spongebob, and 3. Smells really clean. It is even more coolness that the book and CD is about music- and there is nothing better on this planet - with a few noble exceptions- than Lemony Snicket and music in one package, in my opinion. The world is a little more quiet, and musical, with him around...

Okay, I have no idea what to put for this topic. It is topicless.

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Um. I am not good at this "blogging" thing.

I think I shall make my first blog about the current events in my life, just to put you through torture. Heheheh. No, I'm kidding. At least I hope I am. Well, we will find out, won't we?

I recently attended a Flyleaf concert and it rocked, of course. Lacey Mosley is a really wicked singer, and whoever you are, you should check out Flyleaf's CD. Anyway, I got stuck up in the crowd and people were squeezing the breathe out of me! I seriously could not get in any air... it was like suffocating to death. But it was all in good fun, I suppose. Unless they were they were trying to kill me, which could have been the case. : )= "Small Person Crushed To Death Beneath Adoring Fans". I'm not that small, more like everyone around me was really tall...

Coming up, if I get in, I will be performing a few songs in a "talent show", which is something I love to do as often as possible, and I am PSYCHED. I found out today that my application was approved and that try-outs are on Tuesday, so I shall be updating you on that a bit later. My guitarist is franticly trying to learn the song in time, but he feels a bit soft toward the lyrics of the song, since they remind him of when his mom died of cancer, I believe. Oh, I hear him talking about it now... yeesh, that's rough stuff. Sometimes I wonder how other artists keep themselves from bursting into random fits of hysterical tears onstage... I guess that can be good if you are an actor/actress, because sometimes they WANT you to burst into random fits of hysterical tears...

Oh, I forgot, the very same day of the show try-outs, Tuesday, I have an orchestra festival to go to. I play the violin. My violin is named Yvette (that's said "Evett", by the way). She is my friend, is a shiny midnight black, and in my mind, has an English accent.

I have finally managed to raise enough money for a decent stage show. Enough money where my guitarist said he would give me a show I would never forget. I'm not telling you how just in case somebody who knows me reads this and ruins everything. Problem is, now he's trying to back out of it! I shall keep you posted on that, too, and eventually tell you what I'm talking about. :0

During the summer, I'm supposed to be going to stay at The Empress Hotel, which is somewhere in Canada, and which is also supposed to be HAUNTED!!! How WICKED is that??? Shirley Temple went there once to escape rumors of a kidnapping, which also adds an air of mystery...

HA! A few months ago I was waiting with a friend in a hospital waiting room when I decided to buy "This is Halloween", a Nightmare Before Christmas Song, as my ringtone. Well, all of you who have heard that song might understand that when I decided to listen to it on 100% volume on my phone in front of the whole waiting room... things got a bit interesting. It was SO FUNNY because every single person (who were silently reading old magazines) in the waiting room was trying SO HARD not to look at us. In addition to that, it was as quiet as a grave in there... so when I clicked the button and the crazy sounds started pouring out like mad my friend and I started silently hysterically laughing like lunatics. I couldn't imagine what all of the strangers were thinking... I wonder if they were trying not to laugh, too.

Do you know what a really good song line is? "Grey would be the color if I had a heart."

I really love that line.

Later, for now. : )= Rock on.