Let it Begin- Just like a quart of Ice Cream!

So summer has officially started, and so far things have been pretty interesting.
~Erika Dejoungh is in the process of moving in with my family for a year and a half because she doesn't want to move to Ames, and I though that I could be a nice person and give her a home. I mean mines big enough and there's plenty of space.
~ I leave for the Wisconsin Dells next week, my dad decided this last night and we managed to book a house for 4 days up there.
~ We're finishing remodeling our kitchen, I've spent the past 2 days or so waiting for plumbers and ripping up counter tops. It's pretty awesome.
~ I booked my senior portraits with Vorland Photography, and I've been getting very excited over that. It's going to be a fun time and I get to do out doors at Valley Junction and at the Art Center. I finally feel like senior, and after 12 years of waiting it's going to be worth it. I've got a very very easy schedule next year and I can't wait to reap all the benefits of being a senior!! Kudos to Thomas, Jordan, Mary, Andi, Thane, and Kyle, we've made it. Enjoy your senior year, and do what ever the hell you want to, it's out last chance before we leave our homes that we've been so safe in for the past 17 years.

Oh yea, I've watched episodes IV and V of Star Wars.
~Until Then

Being Sick on Your Birthday is No Fun

Okay, so yesterday I went out to eat with my dad, his gremlin looking girlfriend, Nick, and his parents. My dad managed to successfully embarrass the crap out of me with in the first 5 minutes of being at the restaurant. My birthday went pretty well during the dinner, but prior and after that I felt absolutely miserable. I was sick all day and I was running a fever of 101.7 accompanied by a massive head ache. But I got a gas gift card and a girly pamper day at the spa. That made me feel better. Romeo and Juliet is done, but I still haven't found that massive amount of free time I was hoping to acquire. Maybe because it's may, and maybe because everyone else is just wanting to get the Fuck out of high school. Who knows? All I know is that I felt like I was going to collapse if I didn't stop or run into a brick wall.

~Until Then

It's Done!

Thank fucking god Romeo and Juliet is done.

Good Mood

Yesterday I decided that I was going to confront my fears of Mr. Schebel. Him and I didn't get along at all by the end of the semester. He was my EBL and Creative Writing teacher, back to back mind you, and our relationship was a rather rocky one. I know some of you reading this think that he's god, while other would rather keep their distance from him, I was one of those who just down right hated him for existing. I won't go into much detail on why I hated him for the better part of 3 months, and the fact that I was terrified of him, but he attacked my work and my mental stability without even thinking twice. Please spare the long comments on why, how I fucked up and he was just teaching me, there is more to the story than what I want to share. Only he and I know the whole, I haven't event told Nick really anymore that what I'm saying here. Anyways, I went and talked to him originally to thank him for allowing me to speak to his creative writing classes about Closed Caption. After that, he said that he was sorry for the rough time that we've both had with each other. I apologized for some of my actions, not all, just some but mainly for ignoring him and giving him the occasional 'death glare' while passing in the halls. We sat there and talked for about an hour, the first 30 minutes was focused on how things spiraled out of control and what our thoughts were on each other, the last 30 mins. was spent me bitching about the play and other things and just swapping ideas and stories and what not. It was a good deal. In the end, I felt better. I got everything off of my chest, and I can say that the weight was instantly gone. I haven't felt that good about myself in quite some time. The rest of the day was just really whole heartedly good, despite Nick almost burning my house down. I guess I respect him as a person, not a teacher, but as a person. And I can say that we do pass each other in the hall ways with a 'hello' or a smile and a wave. It was a good day.
~Until Then

Laramie Re-opened

I was at the mall last night with a friend and we were just walking around waiting for our movie to start, as we walked towards the food court we saw three guys walking toward us with shirts saying "Erase Hate...". Well immediately this caught my attention thinking they had made their own Laramie Shirts because they were from a different school or they didn't have a chance to get the shirts Valley was selling. As we passed I turned my head back to see what the rest of their shirts said, and their to my complete shock was the rest of the quote with a picture, "Be straight." And a sign with a man and a woman holding hands. Like a bolt of lightning, I felt myself being flushed with anger and became red in the face, as well as my friend. I was shocked that people could be that cruel and rude in our community. I know that people are still angry with Valley for producing Laramie Project and that they still think that homosexuality is wrong, and I accept that; but to be parading it around in plain view of hundreds of other people. Why should they get away with that kind of thing? I was so tempted to go yell at them, but as I started to turn back towards them, my friend grabbed my wrist and said that it wasn't worth the fight. I stopped and I let my adrenaline settle back down and I came to my senses. People like that, who go through life with a closed mind, will never accomplish or amount to anything. They think that they can just say what they want and never be punished for it. I hope that those guys will come to their senses one day, hopefully before they are fathers or husbands. Because if they pass those same values down to their children, right there is another generation already tainted by a closed minded individual. And then it's only time will tell before the incident in Larmaie happens all over again.
~Until Then

PS- In other news, as I was driving I saw a handicapped van, license plate, sticker and all with a bumper sticker that said, "Give Blood, Play Hockey." That made me laugh a bit.

Favorite Noun

This is the photo that I took for my intro class. It's not the final version but it's what I had time to post. My class really liked my photo.

~Until Then

Ahh the wonderful world of cell phones.

It's true, most people now a days can't be spotted in public without their cell phone somewhere on their person. These great tiny devices allow for us, at the push of a single button, to send information and communication to people all over the world via text, image, or sound. As with every piece of technology, there are bound to be glitches or just people misusing it. You have to love the 3 am phone calls from the number you've never heard of, or even better, rare, but better, the text messages from people you've never heard off mistaking your number for a friend of their's. Here's a conversation I took part in today. Complete with mispellsing.

#- Dont send me thosee cheese snakcs anyuore, they're groooss. They give me bad gas.

(I receive this message and ponder for a moment. Normally I would just delete it or send a message back saying wrong number, but I decided to reply otherwise.)

Me- I'm sorry, I thought you really liked them, I didn't realize you were just trying to be nice.
#- Itsokay. You dont haev too get me anything. PS whats with the pickle?

(For those of you who've been so lucky as to get a text from me, I sign my name as 'The Pickle' by default.)

Me- ...?
#- Wait waht the FUCK!! WHO ARE YOU!! Fuck fuck fyck fyck fuck!
#- This convistaion nevar happnd.


I laughed and then proceeded with the rest of my day.
~Until Then

Holy Shitters

This blog is over 3 years old. Wow.
~Until Then

A good use of time

Whenever you have a spare 10 hours, why not spend it dyeing your hair?? It's loads of fun and you get to watch your sink and or tub turn bizzare colors!!

~Until Then

We Call Them Pirates Out Here

Probably the best freakin YouTube video EVER!!!

" Yea sure, I'll break him out jail, I guess, just as long as I get extra credit."

Obsessions- It's amazing to me how quickly then can appear and how quickly they can disappear. And when it finally leaves, you really don't notice that it's gone until someone close to you asks you about it. I look back and realize the large number of obsessions I've had over the years, from hot pockets to converse, being a tom boy to what I want to do in the future. It's astounding how quickly a year goes by and how it shapes you into a different person. I mean in 7th grade all I wanted to do was be one of the guys. I dressed like a guy, wearing my clothes 2 sizes too big and then finally cutting my hair short and. I also wanted to go into automotive and wood construction as my major in college. Now 4 years later I plan to major in theater/ directing and possibly pull a double major in technical theater and a minor in creative writing or speech. I know where I'm going to school after Valley and I know what I want to do with my life. I'm dressing more girlish than ever, not Abercrombie preppy, but I guess as some would put, more appropriate for my figure and activities. I look back and I think how easily all that changed. It wasn't 2 years ago where I was sure I was going to Simpson to major in Music and minor in Education. Where I am in life right now, I'm happy with. I hope that it doesn't change for me. I'm happy and I want to stay that way.

~Until Then

Here's a few photos from the valentines dance. It was fun an the decorations were really sweet. PS- Pie at Perkins at 1:30 am is an experience. You should try it some time. I'm not kidding.

Nick and A Martinin
Best Buds
Pretty
Love Forever

HOLY FREAKING CRAP!! THIS IS AMAZING!!! GO VALLEY!! TWO YEARS IN A ROW BABY!!

Okay so I haven't posted in well over a month. Deal with it. Nothing much has happened that was blog worthy. Christmas, great. Thanksgiving, sucked balls. New Years, who knows. I guess this is my 'fuck it' post. Who cares? You didn't write it, and you don't have to keep reading it. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch. Whine. Whine. Whine. So 2006? Hell of a lot better than 2005 that's for sure. 2007? Who knows. 365 more glorious days to screw myself over in various situations and then somehow manage to wiggle my way out of it with only minor scars, hopefully. So I here I sit, the middle of my junior year with a threatened GPA, cold toes, and a glass full of eggnog. Yea I look back on 2006 with some pretty damn fond memories of what happened. Did some sweet things, met some cool people, did things that I probably shouldn't have. Do I regret it? Not one fucking bit. I chose to do the things that I did, and I don't hold any deep dark twinges in my heart/soul. Wouldn't trade any of it. If you're reading this to find out some deep dark secret, tough luck. But I bet if you dug deep enough in the halls of Valley, you could probably find what you're looking for. It's not that hard, I mean is practically graffitid all over the auditorium. Something happens to people, and they flip. Holy shit, it's the end of the world. There goes their reputation right down the fucking drain, right? Wrong. There's life after high school, believe it or not. Yea I was in the whole 'rep down the drain' boat about 10 months ago, but then I found people who didn't care what I did, said, thought, etc. That helped, a lot. Hmm, maybe that's why I'm neck deep in a 10 month relationship with the best thing that's ever happened to me. Who knows? Screw what I've done, said, thought, etc. I don't care, judge me. I mean how many people actually see beyond the purple hair and high tops? I'll never know. 'It's the real thing that keeps me hanging on.' I'd be surprised if you're still reading this, congrats. Bitch Bitch, Whine Whine.
~Until Then

I truly despise the holiday of Thanksgiving. I have my own reasons, not to ruin anyone else's. I don't think I'll enjoy Thanksgiving, until I have a family of my own. Hooray for not spending Thanksgiving with my family.
~Until Then

Okay so last night was my first real practice for solo mime and improv. I thought I had signed up for solo mime and improv, but apparently I signed up for 3 hours of aerobics an physical training. I'm not kidding, I had a slight sweat when I left both of my events. Gross, yea. But Mr. Clausen is working me to no end. If you look on the drama board, it says "Pichler- Pirate Mime". That's all I'm going to say about it until parents night. It's really amazing, and I've got most of it worked out so far. Just have to tackle the hard stuff next week. Improv was pretty much amazing last night. When I first saw my name on the list, I was disappointed. I really wanted to be in Choral Reading or Musical Theater, but as the day wore on I was pumped for the rehearsal. Last night there were 6 of us, plus 2 directors. The freshmen actually work really hard, and they were really good last night for their first time for IHSSA. I've also noticed, that within those two hours, how I hard I was working on my technique and form. Yea, we didn't do any skit work, but our group activities and character walks really helped. I'm looking forward to this year. Can anyone say All State??
~Until Then

It's done with....Finally!!!
I'm not going to do a whole big post on the Laramie Project, I'm worn out and I'm neck deep in a massive writing assignment. So here are the top 10 things I've learned/experienced by being a part of The Laramie Project
1. It's a lot of work to do a mowhawk
2. It's a lot of work to do a 4th show
3. Some guy recognized me as Buzzard Fishbeck...akward
4. I'm losing my hair...slowly
5. WBC is very unimpressive
6. Parents should never be on Tech...they ruin my words
7. Hauling all of your own costume pieces to school, means you have to haul them all back.
8. Freshmen.
9. Hearing the sound of a full house applause is orgasmic
10. Tech has its benifits
~Until Then

*NOTE: This is one of those life realization posts so yea, okay.
On Tuesday, I went to go pick up my sister from 6th grade. I walked in about 5 minutes before the bell rang, so I sat down on a bench and just sorta looked around at what was familiar and what wasn't in that school. A few minutes later, a group of 1st graders came walking down the hall from Art Class. These small children wandering down the hall behind their teacher carrying their pencil boxes and sketchbooks. They're so small. I can't believe that at one point, we were that small as well. It's bizzare. And to think from that a 1st grader's point, they still have 11 years before they graduate. We have 1. One year! Where did our childhood go? What happened to nap time and staying out of the sweets jar before dinner? Where did they go? It just seems to me that this time has passed us by so fast, we're never going to get it back. Then yesterday I went on a college visit to ISU with Nick. The campus is gorgeous! We got a tour of some of the main halls and then went into one of the residence halls and had a pretty yummy lunch. When we got to ISU, we watched a Power Point about why you should come to ISU and all the benifits and acceptance things there are at ISU. I was blown away. I had always thought that I would never want to go to a State school, simply because they were too large. I didn't want to feel like a number. So I had my heart set on Simpson. More expensive = less crowded. But that power point pretty much convinced me that I wanted to go to ISU and what they had to offer me, was more than anything I could ever hope for in a University. I talked with two teachers there on campus, one in music and one in theater. From about 8th grade, I've always wanted to do something in music, but not major in it. Well music eduaction is only a major, but the lady told me that out of the 900+ students invloved in the music programs, only about 130 were music majors/minors. My passion for music will never die, but I need to persue my love of theater. Before I left the Music Hall, I listened to the State's Men's Choir. It was fantastic!! I've never heard a sound like that! And a guy that I was talking to before class, was a history major. It was very cool. After I left the hall I headed to Pearson Hall to talk with Jane Cox about theater. She then pretty much convinced me that I was definantly coming to ISU. The theater program there is fantastic. They do 9 shows a year and they have a family so you don't feel like a number there. Yay!! And they have exactlly the major I want with a few empahsis in Directing, Acting, and Technical Theater. Then a minor in Performing Arts. This is what I want to do for the rest of my life. Help others discover the joys of theater. Two years ago, I was sitting there as a freshmen thinking, "Pssht, I've got 4 years left of High School." Now I'm thinking "Man this is what I want to do with my life. This is who I wan't to be. Here's how I make that happen." So whether you're carring a penical box and crayons, 1000 Page text books and binders, or persuing your Major, it's all the same thing. Make the most of what you have, reach for your dreams, and don't let and moment be meaningless.
~Until Then