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Long time no blog!

On Sunday, I hung out with my friend Hailey. We only became friends since the start of this year. I mean, I knew her, but we weren't exactly "friends." More like acquaintances. She just got her N recently, so she picked me up from my house at 11am in her brother's old Nissan Pathfinder and drove us to Opus in Langley. Opus is an art store. It's so amazing in there. There is so much art stuff. Hailey bought 5 canvasses and two paintbrushes. I bought a new sketchbook (100% recycled paper!) and new art pencils (made from recycled newspaper!). I am so environmentally-friendly. We then drove to Willowbrook mall where we bought lunch from A&W. We then went to Coles and I bought a book for Erik's birthday tomorrow! Hopefully he doesn't read this before then... We then drove to the Value Village in Newton because I needed to buy some red stockings for my Velma costume. I met her mom there. I couldn't find any stockings but I did find the Maximum Ride book I was looking for, the Final Warning. So I bought that and then we headed to the Superstore because Hailey wanted to buy new running shorts. Unfortunately, they were out of running shorts so we left for Guildford mall because I needed to get some makeup from Wal-Mart. I bought some makeup powder and facewash and Hailey stole 3 bottles of nailpolish. She was sneaky. We both tried on bras and I bought a new one. It's brown with black lace and is size 34 B! I'm usually an A so it was kind of strange. Maybe the bra is just small. So then Hailey drove me home because it was around 4:30 at that point and I had to go to church at 5. I spent over $70! Holy damn. I shouldn't be allowed a debit card. XD

Yesterday was pajama day at school, so I wore my blue pajama bottoms with stars on them. Today was tight and bright day, so I wore yellow leggings, a black skirt, and a yellow and black layered top. Everyone was saying I looked like a bumble bee. Even people I don't normally talk to. Ahaha. Tomorrow is nerd day. I just know I'm going to wear my 3D movie glasses and suspenders. I need to come up with the rest of my outfit.

In math class today, we had a substitute who was like Russian or something and she was old. She kept coming over to Pardeep, Jen, and I, trying to help. But she was just kind of annoying. We laughed a lot during that class. And spent half an hour trying to figure out one question, but in vain.

Today after school, I went to the gym with Hailey and did score-keeping for one of the volleyball games that was happening. Learning how to do it properly was a pain, but it was fine. The guy organizing it, named Michael, is really really friendly and nice. I like him a lot. I had to do this to get some leadership hours for my P.E. class. We need to get 5 hours before November 18. And right now I have... two. :DD

Flying Balls

Goals I've completed:
15. Update iPod
26. Spend less money

And I've decided to take out a lot of them:
5. Hang out with Vojtek
6. Hang out with Brandon
25. Plan sleepover for Squirettes with Anne
30. Convince Dad to give me an allowance
32. Get Michael's number
37. Get curling iron from Mom
41. Practice diving
57. Make art for AE


Wow, I haven't blogged in almost two weeks! Jeez, it hasn't felt that long. And to think I used to blog every day. :P

So today in P.E. class, this guy named Lucas hit a volleyball and it hit me in the face. Okay, yes, you could be thinking that sometimes it happens. And it's happened to you, too, so whatever. But wait! This guy, Lucas, is RIPPED. Okay? This motherfucker is stroonnnggg. And he's a volleyball player. So he smashed this volleyball and it hit me in the face within half a second of him hitting it. It hit me right in the center of my face and I was thrown back by the force. I didn't fall but my head flew to the left. And there I stood, clutching my face. The thing is, though, it didn't hurt. Like... at all. But I started tearing up. I have no idea why. Maybe it was the shock? Maybe the ball hit my tear ducts? Maybe I was just embarrassed? Or maybe it was a combination of all three? So everyone in my P.E. class saw my teary eyes. And everyone on my team ran up to me and were like, "Are you okay????" The first person I heard was The-Kiet (pronounced like ticket). He's really nice. I like him. Anyway, all of the people made me tear up more. And it always does. Sigh. I was so embarrassed. Mr. Vandop came up to me and asked if I was okay and if I wanted to go sit down. So I went and sat down and Vanessa, a really nice girl, dashed up to me and cried, "Are you okay???" I choked out that I was. I was still teary, so Vandop said I could go to the bathroom if I wanted. So I did until I wasn't teary anymore. When I came back out, Lucas apologised. He said he felt like crap. It was kind of cute. :P

GSA

Yesterday I went to the Gay Straight Alliance meeting at my school at 3:00. I went with Tas and we were the only grade 12s there. There was about 17 people there, including 3 adults. One of which was Mrs. Brazzil. FML. Haha, no it's actually okay. I'm over it. Although I did flip Erik the bird today when I saw him heading to the theatre after school. He laughed. He's still there actually. There was only one boy who was a student. Anyway, the first thing we did at the meeting was find a "thumb buddy." This meant we had to go around and look at people's thumbs and try to find one that was similar in some way to our own thumb. I found a girl who was in grade 9 and her thumb was pink like mine so we became thumb buddies. Her name was Janitah and I think she was a lesbian? Maybe. Or bi. I know she wasn't straight though. You'll find out later on. And then we had to find out two things we had in common and something you wouldn't know about ourselves just by seeing us. We had many things in common, such as liking manga, having dyed our hair red in grade 9, liking spanish, etc. After a while, Mr. Blenman (our gay wrestling coach) rolled out two long and thick pieces of paper. He then tossed out markers onto the paper that were rainbow coloured. :P We were then supposed to write why we were there and what we wanted to see happen during the year. I wrote "I'm here because I want to support the gay, lesbian, bi, and transexual community in our school. They deserve to be just as happy as anyone else and the bullying and discrimination is unacceptable. Advocacy!" or something along those lines. I then wrote "Love knows no boundaries." Mrs. Brazzil came over and wrote "Absolutely" with an arrow pointing to my writing. Janitah wrote something like this: "I'm here because I want to find support for gays and for myself." Which is why I don't think she's completely straight. We then went around and introduced ourselves, something we liked to do, that one thing no one would know about us just by seeing us, and a little something extra. On my turn I said, "My name's Raven. I love reading, writing, and drawing. Something you wouldn't know just by looking at me is that I'm half Mexican. Haha, yeah, my mother was born and raised in Mexico. And I'm ashamed to say that I used to be quite homophobic because my parents are severely homophobic. But that changed when I found out my sister was gay. So that's what changed me!" When I said I was half Mexican, about half the people in the room were like, "What?", "No way!", "You're kidding!" Aha, is it really that hard to see? LOL. There was one bisexual girl, three pansexual girls, and one transexual male. Then afterwards we all went around in a circle and said everyone's name to learn them. Afterwards we had pizza and pop! It was delish! I ate three pieces. XD Then it was 4:30 and I went home because it was over. :P So I'm glad I went and I'm looking forward to the next one.

Theatre Is For Losers

Goals I've completed:
9. Work on art piece for Nanlar

So on Thursday, the actors for Theatre Company were chosen. And I wasn't one of them. Like I seriously do not understand what I did wrong. What the fuck. Erik got in. Good for him, but... what? Okay, I'm not being vain or cocky or anything, but I was good. My monologue was so good it was freaky, according to Erik. And during callbacks, Erik told me I was the only one in my group who wasn't just standing there looking bored. I was actually acting. And when we did the radio programs, I read perfectly with NO stumbling! Something just isn't right. My friend Candice got in. No offense to her, but she just wasn't as good as me. I seriously owned. I did so good. Erik asked Mrs. Brazzill why I didn't get in and apparently I didn't project my voice and I just wasn't physically developed enough as an actor. Um... what the fucking hell? It seriously isn't hard to learn to project your voice. Tell me once that I'm too quiet and then I'll be the loudest fucking person in Theatre Company if you want me to. But all of my friends told me they heard me perfectly fine. Excuse me if I wasn't screaming. And no one else was louder than me! And I'm not physically developed enough as an actor?? What the hell does that even mean?! I can act, bitch! I did my monologue for Erik and he said it was so real it freaked him out! And he doesn't lie to me to make me feel good because he doesn't give a shit about my feelings. So he was telling the truth. And I did it the exact same during my audition. Also, my cousins have told me before that I'm a great actor when we used to make movies together. Every one of my friends in Theatre Company is seriously confused. Also, I was the only grade 12 who auditioned who didn't get in. My friend Crystal was telling me that even if I sucked, it just wasn't right to not let me in. Candice's jaw was on the floor when she found out I didn't make it. Man, I'm seriously pissed. And everyone keeps telling me to go talk to Mrs. Brazzill. But what for? What am I supposed to say? "Hi, Mrs. Brazzill. I just wanted to tell you I think you're a stupid asshole for not letting me in Theatre Company. And I think I did good. So let me in, you whore." Haha, no thanks. I'd probably end up slapping her. And besides, I don't want to be in Theatre Company if that's how that bitch runs things. I think she didn't pick me simply because she didn't know me. I can act better than half of the people who were in Theatre Company last year and she chose them all again. She also chose everyone who was in her damn acting or drama classes. Uh, hello?? UNFAIR MUCH. Gawd. And apparently my dad went to talk to her and she said I just wasn't good enough. And what did he say? "Raven can't be good at everything." ...FUCK YOU, DAD. I WAS GOOD. She's just a biased bitch! And seriously, if you think I'm just being a sore loser, then FUCK YOU TOO. Because if I knew I wasn't good, I would accept it! Like I accept everything else I'm not good at. Like sports! I know I suck, but whatever. But I was damn good! And that's why I'm not okay with this bullshit! FUCK YOU, MRS. BRAZZILL. GO DIE IN A HOLE. I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THEATRE COMPANY. YOU RUINED MY LAST YEAR AT HIGH SCHOOL. THANKS FOR THE CHANCE, BITCH.