Chewing Gum & Graphite.

and didn’t feel full afterwards. What is happening to me?

1. It was declared that I am not a criminal.

2. Ty and I celebrated by getting chocolate cake and pizza.

3. I took a longer nap than I should have and didn’t do the reading for my class.

4. But we are behind in the lectures anyway, so it didn’t matter.

5. I only had Displacement rehearsal for an hour and a half.

6. And then didn’t have to go to Julius Caesar rehearsal like I thought I did.

7. I GOT CAST IN THE TISCH MAINSTAGE THAT I RECENTLY AUDITIONED FOR.

8. Tomorrow I don’t have to be in class until 9:40 (instead of the usual 9:00).

WHAT THE WHAT.

So, a Steak ‘n Shake just opened in New York. The other night I went there with Honda and Jack, and got a steakburger (with fries) and a chocolate shake. I somehow managed to eat the entire massive burger, all of the fries, and maybe a third of the milkshake before I felt like my stomach was going to stage a mutiny against the rest of my body. The food was all awesome, but on the subway ride back, I kept getting horrible I’ve-eaten-way-way-too-much stabs of pain in my stomach. By the time we got home, I felt relatively normal again, wondering how they get away with charging so little for so much food. I took a shower, went to sleep, and then woke up at five in the morning unable to catch my breath with a stomachache (or maybe it was more just a general feeling of nausea than a stomachache). Confused and nervous, I walked around a bit in my dark room, got some water, and sat in my bed wondering what the fuck was going on. A couple times I tried to lay back down but that made me feel more awful than sitting up did. Eventually, I managed to fall back asleep and when I woke up again I felt fine. I have no idea if these events were connected, but it was weird and I am wary. Though it is definitely not going to prevent me from going to Steak ‘n Shake again. That shit was delicious.

For The Displacement Project, we had to write one stream-of-consciousness page on what it feels like to worry. Here’s mine. It’s to be read very, very quickly.

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I have Speech homework that was due on Friday that needs completing, but there is nothing remotely interesting about listening to people talk and writing about what their voices sound like. Jen is not here right now, and it’s nice to have the room to myself. We have a floor dinner at eight and we’re having falafel and I am VERY excited. 

Some things that have occurred:

1. Went to Apple Fest, and only three other people plus our RA actually woke up to go (it was at 11:00 on a Sunday) so we had extra money with which to buy delicious foods. We got apple cider, corn-on-the-cob, apple cobbler, and a basketful of apples. 

2. Went to a Block Party in Brooklyn with Adam and his fake family.

3. Played two full games of The Lord of the Rings Monopoly in two days and was decimated both times. I am determined to win at some point.

4. Had a conference with my (awesome) Writing the Essay teacher about my essay and he said lots of good things about it, which restored my faith in my writing ability.

5. Watched a lot of As Told by Ginger. Adam has every episode on his computer and he, Alexis, and I have been watching it almost religiously. So good.

6. Saw the play Orlando, which was really good. 

7. Went to Central Park last night for the screening of LENNONYC, but we got there too late and couldn’t get actual seats, so we had to sit far away on the sidewalk behind two fences with a severely obstructed view. It was good, but then it got depressing and we were all hungry and cold so we left early and went to Chipotle.

8. Ate too many Insomnia Cookies.

I hate writing things when it’s really late/early, because I want to say “yesterday” because to me, it is still “today” until I go to sleep, but then the technical part of my brain gets irritated. I don’t know what to do!

Well, on Tuesday, we had a SNACK party at Russell’s house. His house has no air conditioning and we were cooking things both on the stove and in the oven. Hahah. Thankfully, it cooled down a bit because it rained and then the sun went down. We made a weird meat pie sort of thing, that was good but it needed to be cooked longer because the pizza dough wasn’t fully cooked. But we were impatient, hungry teenagers. We also made a chocolate souffle, which actually turned out really well! I think we’re trying to have SNACK meetings every week, to make up for the fact that we had ZERO during the school year, which was totally unacceptable.

Today, which I guess is yesterday now, Sara Patterson and I saw Sunday in the Park with George because I won free tickets on Twitter! It was lovely, just like last time, and I had fun talking with Sara about shows, which I think should happen more often.

The forecast keeps changing for tomorrow, but from what I have gathered, the high is supposed to be somewhere between 94 and 98 degrees. I am not leaving my house for anything, unless it is a SEVERE EMERGENCY. It was awful enough being outside today (and I was barely outside at all today, but it was like being punched in the face and stomach with heat).

I went to the library today! And got plays! And I am excited to read them! That’s probably what I’ll spend tomorrow doing: reading plays. And maybe Harry Potter, too. I started my annual Harry Potter  re-read the other day, which is making me more happy than it probably should. But obsessions are hardly ever rational.

Anyway, this is long and rambly and not very cohesive, but I don’t feel like going to sleep right now (which is probably not a good decision), so I’m just going to add to it. THUMBS UP!

The Arden just posted a thing on their Facebook page about Seurat and Sondheim and Sunday in the Park with George and I read this and made a little squealy noise: “George Seurat hated the term ‘pointillism.’ He felt it was reductionist and missed the point of what he was trying to accomplish. He referred to his technique of using tiny dots of color to create a picture in the eye as chromoluminarism. Chromo meaning color, lumen meaning light. Color and light. Lapine and Sondheim adopted the term for George’s Act II artwork.”

SO COOL.

Oh, and I have a Dailybooth now, if that interests anyone. Which it probably doesn’t and I totally understand that. I’ll put the like up anyway. JUST IN CASE: http://dailybooth.com/projectsara

OKAY I’M DONE MONOPOLIZING YOUR TIME AND DASHBOARD.

As much as I enjoy having 269 posts right now (hey there, class spirit!), I need to write (or, type, really) about the past few days.

Tuesday night, but really Wednesday morning, I got about 20 minutes of sleep because I was up forever finishing my GODAWFUL mosaic for Photography. It actually turned out kind of decent, but it was one of the most horrible projects I have ever done. So tedious. So awful. So happy it is finished. On Wednesday I was tired and delirious, but I had to get some energy so that I could rap in English class. When I left school that day, I couldn’t help but smile because it was the last official day of classes and all I felt was relief and joy. I’m sure I’ll be sad at graduation, but right now it is all positive feelings.

Thursday was prom, which I didn’t go to because I did not want to pay $85 to watch people be gross and listen to bad music. So instead, Caileigh and Tashara came to my house, where we played some intense games of Egyptian Rat Screw (I vote for re-naming that game, by the way) and Boggle. Tashara left after a while and Caileigh and I ventured downtown. I got a ring that looks like a rabbit’s head and reminds me of Donnie Darko. For dinner we went to Max Brenner, which was far beyond the world of delicious. So all in all, we ate better food, had more fun, and spent less money, than we would have if we had gone to prom. GOOD. DEAL. I have no qualms.

Friday we didn’t have to go to school, which was awesome. Russell had a birthday dinner thing at Buca di Beppo. I always love seeing Masterman friends and meeting new people who are nice. We got two huge brownie sundaes for dessert and the best part of the meal was probably when the two sides of the table had a contest to see who could finish theirs first. My side won, even though we had one fewer person. We were happy about it, but I’m not sure that that is something to be proud of. Haha.

Today it was like, four thousand degrees out and I went to this concert at the Troc with Zoey and Sarah Levin that was a bunch of high school bands. I only went because some Masterman seniors were performing. There were two bands before the one we were there to see. The first one was HORRIBLE, the second was better but the singer’s voice was super weird. The Masterman kids were better than the other two bands, partially because their band had violins, a cello, and a keyboard in addition to drums and guitars. The lead singer wasn’t very good though, and Nick should have sang more. Ah, well. There were a couple more bands after them, but we didn’t stay. Instead, we went to Reading Terminal, which was probably a better option that staying at the Troc. I came home and watched Into the Woods, because I wanted to see how many of the lines I knew (I know a lot of them). Also, I just never get tired of that musical.

I keep getting the days mixed up because I didn’t go to school on Friday. Though that’s not really a bad thing. Tomorrow I have a voice lesson, which I’m excited about. I’m no longer working on Into the Woods so I want to see what she has me sing. This week at school is all graduation business and practice. It feels so amazing to be virtually finished with high school. I’ve been in a perpetually good mood since Wednesday after school. Let’s hope it continues.

Right at this moment: burritos.