Monday, November 16, 2009


Hey guys, blogger was being a spaz, so here is something I wrote almost a month ago that never got posted due to this websites stupidity:

This is my 99th blog entry guys. WOW.

Ok, so it's 12:14 at night and I can't sleep. This is because last night, I slept from 2 a.m. until 2 p.m. My sleeping patterns are so irregular. Especially considering for the past month or so, I've gotten no sleep during the school week due to homework or other things that keep my awake, and I haven't on the weekends because it's the weekend so I'm either at a friend's house, having friends come over, or staying up because it's the weekend and I can.

Which reminds me, this week I have had one Monday, three Fridays, two Saturdays, and a Sunday. This all occurred because we had Wednesday off for Veteran's day. This was nice, yet really annoying. Monday was Monday for obvious reasons, and then Tuesday was Friday because we had no school the next day, so I of course slept over at Sophie's house. Then Wednesday was like a Saturday because we didn't have school, so my friends and I went to Kookie Krazy to make cookies (mine looked something like Dory from Finding Nemo) and then we saw A Christmas Carol in 3D. And Sophie forgot that 3D stood for 3-dimensions, but I can't remember what stupid thing she said when she tried to remember what it stood for. During the movie, I was really hyper so when the Ghost of Christmas Past came out and Ashley leaned over to me and said, "Christmas... Present," I laughed so hard I cried. And it wasn't even that funny. I think I was the most hated person in that movie theatre. And trust me, I HATE people that are annoying in movie theatres, and I was SO annoying. I apologize to anyone that was there.

That night I got three and a half hours of sleep, because silly me felt like it was Saturday so I thought I would have the next day to do my homework, but I didn't and I had to do it all that night. So I woke up and went to school and it didn't even cross my mind to eat breakfast. So by the time I had to go to dance that day, I was wired. I was so hyper! I ran up to K.C. and went, "I got three and a half hours of sleep last night, I haven't eaten anything all day, and I feel like I just drank a cup of coffee." I think people were afraid of me. And then Sydney and I decided we were going to lose our energy-drink virginity and chug a 5 Hour Energy on January 14th. Weird things happen when you're hyper. So that was Thursday... which felt like Friday because it was the last odd day of the week. And then Friday was Friday and Saturday was Saturday and so on.

And last night (Saturday not Sunday) I went to an amazing drama club party that resulted in major theatre kid bonding time. Many fun things happened at this party (there were s'mores) but I feel the need to point out one quote made by yours truly.

The song "You're a Jerk" came on, so naturally people started jerking to it... because that's kind of the point. A couple of my friends (who are all Jewish) asked me to jerk with them. I simply stated, "I'm too Jew to jerk." We've decided we're getting this phrase made into a t-shirt. I know we'd all wear it.

And that's about it for now. I really probably should go to sleep. Birthdays first...

Happy birthday George S. Kaufman, Lisa Bonet, and Maggie Gyllenhaal.

Quick note, today is Maggie Gyllenhaal's birthday, which means that a year ago today, Nicki and I started working on the script for our History Day project on Lucille Ball, because I remember we couldn't decide on a name for my character so we looked at that day's birthdays on IMDB, and she came up, so we named our character after her. Otherwise her name was going to be Cashew. I'm glad it wasn't.

Sunday, November 8, 2009


Ok, so I'm sitting on the couch right now as my sister watches Fantasia 2000 (I don't watch I listen), and my favorite number from the film, "Rhapsody in Blues" by George Gershwin, just finished. George Gershwin's real name is Jacob Gershowitz. I already knew he was Jewish, but if I hadn't, once I found out that was his real name I would have known immediately. Gershwin's a genius... I mean it doesn't get much better then "Summertime" from Porgy and Bess.

*Stephanie gets distracted by Facebook for a full two hours*

So I was just on Facebook, and I got a request from Arielle telling me to get a dislike button. And people have been joining groups and petitioning for a while to get this button. I have a feeling that this button is going to be kind of like civil rights. Let me explain...

People worked really hard to get civil rights. Then they got civil rights, and they appreciated it for a while, because it was novelty, most other places didn't have them. But after a while, civil rights were no longer new and sparkly, and people stopped appreciating them.

Ok, that's kind of a bad example, because a lot of people still appreciate civil rights, you just wouldn't be able to tell in the area I live in. But you get the point right? Eventually people will forget how important the dislike button was to them and will go on leading their virtual lives the same as they always did.

*Stephanie gets distracted by something for another 45 minutes*

I've run out of things to say that won't get me in trouble.

Happy birthday Edmond Halley, Milton Bradley, Bram Stoker, Margaret Mitchell, June Havoc, Esther Rolle, Patti Page, Bonnie Raitt, Richard Curtis, Gordon Ramsey, Bucky Covington, and a combination of all these people, my dear friend Sammy. Happy birthday to all of you!

I haven't gone to bed at a decent hour in more then two weeks, so I'm going to take this opportunity and not spend my time hyperlinking all this junk.

Sunday, November 1, 2009


You can probably tell I've been busy lately (considering lack of postage) and I have been. So let me do a quick recap.

First of all, October 9th was my 14th birthday. YAY! I had an amazing time and I got amazing gifts from my friends. I would like to especially acknowledge Ashley, for compiling all of my previous blog entries into one beautifully bound masterpiece. I also got other amazing presents, including a deck of cards made by Nicki where each card had a picture of one of my friends on it (i.e. all the twos were Julia, I was on all the kings, etc.). So that was three weekends ago. I don't remember what I did two weekends ago, but LAST weekend was... interesting.

First of all, Saturday morning a group of friends and I went to the California Science Center. It was pretty amazing. We were going for extra credit in science class, but even so it's just a really fun place. We saw the show with the giant human named Tess, played ultimate Jenga, built a fort, went in an earthquake simulator, went drunk driving, and everyone except me went on a bicycle three stories up in the air. I have it on video, and it's pretty entertaining. The ride home was fun because we sang songs to USC fans out the windows of the car. Yup...

Then we come to Saturday night. Homecoming (the football game was Friday night.... that's a WHOLE other story). Or as it has been cleverly renamed by my friend Cheyenne, Hoecoming. Because honestly, it was one of the most awkward nights of my life. You walk into my schools gym, and you see a couple groups of guys and girls trying to dance like normal people with their friends, and then you see HUGE groups of guys and girls grinding each other! It was like watching Mating Season on the Animal Planet. That reminds me, in biology the other day we watched a video about the rainforest, and the lizards were.... never mind. Back to Homecoming. There were a few couples that were never seen with their lips more then an inch apart! At one point in the evening my friends and I plopped down on the couches in one of the corners of the room and just watched in utter disgust. And then we ripped the tulle that was covering the couches and made mustaches. It was like defacing school property. High school has really changed people....

It was funny though, at one point I was standing outside the gym getting food and I overheard this conversation:
Boy: Everyone in there is dancing like sluts!
Girl: Hence the invention of the verb, slut-dancing.

And I laughed. After Homecoming I went to K.C.'s with Sarah and we watched 10 Things I Hate About You. It was a really good movie. It just was. The 90's were just overall kickbutt.

Now to this weekend. Friday night Sophie and Arielle came over to my house to help me cook dinner. We put too little olive oil in the chicken and too much water in the cous-cous. But otherwise all was good.

Then we made an EPIC timeline of a week in our lives (it's more eventful then you think) and we talked for a very long time and then we watched Chicago. Which is amazing. I'm pretty sure I sang "We Both Reached for the Gun" in my sleep though.

And yesterday, of course, was Halloween. Sarah, K.C., Sierra, and I were the Teletubbies (I was Po, the smallest one). Some of the favorite costumes I witnessed though, were road kill, Waldo, Jesus, Dr. House, Marty McFly, Super Jew, and the mustache fairy.

OMG. I just remembered, a week and half ago or something, I got kicked out of biology class! I mean, I talk constantly in that class because otherwise I'd die of boredom, but on this particular day, I guess my friend and I were too enthusiastically discussing the names of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, because when I finally remembered the fourth one's name (Leonardo) I was sentenced to sit in the hallway until the end of class (which was less then seven minutes later).

So basically that's what I've been up to for three weeks.

Happy birthday too Jenny McCarthy, Toni Collette, Bo Bice, Penn Badgley, and other people I may or may not have heard of.

Anyways, don't Google yourself! Bye!