So, it's 8:15 AM on a Tuesday, and that means this is my first official blog post from school. Now, before you (cough parents cough) get all concerned that I'm not doing what I'm supposed to be doing, I actually don't have anything to do. The work I have to do for this class is stuff I'm doing at home, and the stuff I have to do for my next class that I could be doing right now we're working on in my next class. So there's literally nothing for me to do. Except blog. Which I like doing, and as of this exact moment right now, that's a rare thing.
I am a very cranky person. I am all worked up and tense and stressed, and I don't even have an ostentatious amount of homework anymore. So why am I all grumpy? Well, I want this one chick in my class to shut the eff up, as usual, but that's not it right now. As a matter of fact, she could be a lot worse, but my extreme grumpiness is just making me want to smack her across the face with an octopus. Octopus? There's a girl next to me looking at pictures of octopuses. Octopi? Anyways. You guys have heard me talk about being in Forensics before and how much I love it and how awesome it is, right? Well, last night was our Forensics team showcase, in which most of the pieces performed for each other. Guess who didn't make the cut. That's right, me. After getting 12th place (meaning I FINALLY broke to semis) at State, I was stuck on the alternate list along with three other people who DIDN'T break to semis at State. So this pissed me off, obviously. But y'know what pisses me off more? I saw the program for it this morning (because I was too pissy to go last night) and a freshmen who DIDN'T BREAK TO SEMIS and WAS ON THE ALTERNATE LIST got to perform. And she was the THIRD STORYTELLER. There was absolutely ZERO PROSE on the lineup. I am just so frakking angry about this. And maybe this is teaching me a lesson. Maybe I should have stood up for myself and made the frakking coach put me on that frakking stage, but I didn't. And now I'm pissed off and having a pretty awful day, and I've only been awake for three hours.
Alright, now that I'm done bitching and feeling sorry for myself (here at least), I have an announcement of sorts. For a while I've been following a lot of vlogs on Youtube (video blogs, for you not-so-tech-savvy people), and they've always fascinated me. However, for the majority of the school year, I haven't been keeping up with them because I've had other stuff to do or whatever. Last night, though, I was watching an episode of Glee and waiting for it to buffer, so I decided to start catching up on them again. I had kind of forgotten how much I admire vloggers and how funny and cool they can be, and now I'm kind of inspired. So, today, after school, if I decide I have time, I'm going to film a vlog, and I'll edit it and post it here, on this site, for you all to see. This is kind of a trial run, because I'm too chicken to put anything up on Youtube yet and the only camera I have is my iPod, so we'll just see how it goes. It'll be a little ghetto, what with the iPod quality filming and Windows standard movie maker, but it might be fun. I don't get a whole lot of traffic here, and honestly, I'm sick of not being noticed. I keep going back to my favorite line in The King's Speech, when George VI is arguing with Logue and he says all awesomely "I HAVE A VOICE!" Because he does. And I do. And I think it's time I'm heard.
