Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Costume Design Presentation

Saturday, January 9, 2010

The Graduation Chronicles

I have started a new blog called "The Graduation Chronicles" over at lexkitten.blogspot.com. The past few months have been heavy with indecision, nervous energy and fear of the unknown, so I have decided to channel all of that into something useful. I'll be blogging about the months leading up to graduation, interviewing my friends about their experiences, and I will be doing this while crossing the boundary into the unknown fully adult world. I hope any readers will follow me there.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Dream 12/2/09

Dreamed that I was grocery shopping with my mother, which never ends well. We can never decide on anything. Vanessa Carlton was playing live in the grocery store and my grandfather was singing and playing along on the piano. My aunt worked there which didn't help anything get done. Then there was these awful people there who I got into a fight with who insulted everyone then acted as though they were being insulted. It was ridiculous. I should know better than to get into these fights, even in a dream.

Monday, October 26, 2009

10/26/09

Good Morning All!
What's going on in my life:


Woke up to the sounds of my roommates talking very loudly and laughing outside my door this morning again. It's ridiculous that they really don't think I can hear them or they just don't care, but as many of you know I refuse to ask them to stop even though it wakes me up much earlier than I need to be awake. Why? Because that would stop my evil plan of knowing when
they talk about me behind my back. This has saved my hide many a time so don't knock it. Plus even if I did ask them to stop, they probably wouldn't.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Dear Biological Father

What do you dream about? I dream of danger. In my dreams there is always someone more powerful than I am, ready to attack. Do you dream of attackers? Or do you dream of attacking someone else? Do you dream of the things you did to me? I dream about it. I dream of others doing the same. I carry pepper spray and my car keys between my fingers. It never helps. They always win. You always win.

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