Breon

Some not-so-good things have been happening lately.

Cuddles had her puppies on Tuesday, which was awesome. Sara, Alex, and I helped Angie take care of them, and that was pretty fun.

The next day I failed my drivers test. Kinda disapointing, but no big thing.

During rehearsal on Thursday, Sara got a call from Angie saying that she and Steph had been in a car accident... So we left rehearsal and rushed to the hospital. We stayed with them until they were released. They were(and still are)in a lot of pain (fucked up backs/necks) due to whiplash, but other than that they were okay.

At 3:45 last night, I got a text message from Angie saying that one of the puppies had died. It wasn't nursing properly, so that must've been the reason. Three of the puppies are doing really good right now, and getting nice and chubby, but one of them (we named him GIR)isn't nursing well and is pretty malnourished... So I picked up some formula for him and Sara and I spent some time bottle feeding him. He's looking better now, and he should be okay.

Other than all that crap, things have been good. I got my headshots and crap taken, and I should be getting some kind of work on the 19th... I'm getting pretty good grades... and the new Star Wars trailer was awesome.

YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE!

Alrighty, time to update this son-of-a-bitchin' thing. Hmm, lets see... My fingernails are really dirty. Okay, kids! It's time for a round of Bitch'n'Brag!

Bitch: My neck hurts.
Brag: I am involved in what will prove to be one of the BEST practical jokes EVER.

Bitch: Hardly anyone listens to me anymore (for whatever reason).
Brag: I got a 55 out of 50 on my monlogue for Theater Class!

Bitch: It seems like a lot of my friends dont seem to know how VERY much I appreciate every single one of them.
Brag: I got a 249 out of 250 on my research paper for World Literature!

Bitch: For most of the school day I am surrounded by people who are ABSOLUTELY CONVINCED that they are the coolest/smartest/wittiest/most beautiful/hardworking people in the world, when in fact the exact opposite is true, and they are just a bunch of lazy, whiney bitches.
Brag: I must admit I looked quite nice in my school girl outfit for Rocky Horror last Saturday!

And thats all kids!

My throat hurts. Ow.

Tomorrow is Alex's birthday, huzzah!

I should be doing something right now... Oh yeah! Memorizing my monologue. Shit.

http://www.antony.loveless.dsl.pipex.com/swear/Swearing2.htm

Something about mechanical hands gets me every time. We, as Americans, should start being more graphic about the depiction of hands being chopped off. Blood. You gotta love blood. There was something oddly romantic about giving blood at the blood drive at the same time as Alex. I wish I had prettier hands. The only reason I would ever consider plastic surgery would be to get longer fingers. Long fingers are beautiful. I'm cold. Very cold. I keep having dreams about water. Dirty water... Being passed out in a bath tub... A tidal wave. In the dreams I realize there is a serious risk of being drowned, but its a very casual feeling. "Cats" is a very overrated musical. Gravediggers, as a community, are very underrated... There should be more (if any) drawings of hot gravedigger girls, with little handkerchiefs tied around the tops of their knees, and holding shovels. Who can resist something like a shovel? I'll tell you who: No one. Alex makes for a great drunk-British-guy. Did anyone here about that lady with two uteruses (is that really the plural form of 'uterus'? I don't know, nor do I care)? Thats not fair. Some people don't even have one, and this bitch has two. Christ, what is her problem? You wanna see some focked up shit, go look in a medical dictionary. There are some scarring images in those things. I'd tell you about it but I don't really think that words would be able to describe. I'm really hungry but I dont think my mouth wants to chew things. God, I really love oral hygene. I really do. I dont mind people with messed up/dirty teeth, but I seriously love a good floss. Lips are cool, so are necks, and wrists, and hands, of course. I'm getting a car. Kira is cool. I'm having trouble figuring out whether Jason is a hopeless-romantic or he just really wants to get laid. Being short really sucks balls... Sure, you can fit into small spaces, but what the fuck is that good for?

Well, I'm really excited to be directing the musical. From now on all must call me Cap'n Crunch, and the rest of the cast are my crunch berries. And: "If you don't like it, then hey fock you!" No, really. Anyone who doesn't like the way this show is going to be run can suck a fat nut.

I planned on writing more, but then I got tired. I sleep now.

Well, today was auditions for "The Lady Pirates of Captain Bree", and lucky me, I didn't have to stress because I'm student directing! Whoopee... So yeah, it should be pretty fun. Me and my co-director, Jason, are going to keep the bullshit level at an all time minimum, and awesome level at a maximum. Look forward to it or die a horrible death.

My head hurts.

My cheek hurts.

I'm shooting for all A's this quarter! Wish me luck, because I will NEED it.

"One voice united for a purpose...
One voice to rise above the others."

-Last night I played the best game of pool I've ever played(or ever will play again) in my life.

-The Sextrology book was a hit among the kids.

-Kira and I got hit on by RH guy, who is significantly older and far more creepier than the both of us.

-Sushi was yummy, and Alex got free refills on chicken... Which later turned out not to be free.

-Government and Wrld. Lit. finals are tomorrow. Oh joy.

-Gotta write 2 ten minute scripts for Angie. She wants to film them and go crazy and such.

-A "Kids in the Hall" marathon will be held sometime soon, lemme know if you're interested.

As it turns out, the rats had smelled me. I guess "easily manipulated" gives off a pretty strong scent.

Heres what I'm saying: I use to take everything at face value, but that ends here. I want to believe every word that every single person has to say, but that ends up driving me half crazy.

You're all insane, but who am I to judge? Deep down everyone is just trying to do what they think is right. How can I blame anyone for that?

Happy New Year, kids! As winter break slowly comes to an end, I find the urge to vomit rising uncontrolably. The past two weeks have been really fun, and I refuse to let it end. So, lets dance!

In the year 2005 I resolve to: Masturbating at least twice a day. Get your resolution here

Everyone should read "The Zombie Survival Guide". I got it for Christmas (thanks Sara), and so far its pretty funny and kinda scary (depending on whether or not youre alone). Its written as if zombies really do exist and what you should do to protect yourself. Go, NOW!

Uggghggerrrr... I shouldnt have eaten that hotdog.

What are you kids doing at midnight this Christmas? Thats right, coming to see me playing Betty-the-ho, uh, I mean Betty Monroe at RHPS at Tropicana Cinemas. I get to wear a wedding dress, it'll be the first and last time.

I got to see the silent film Sara was in! Its called "Second Sight", and it was really freakin' awesome. Sara was born to be black and white.

I surprised Alex with a special gift this Christmas: A sex change. Im still trying to get used to peeing standing up, but it was worth it.

Merry Christmas Kids!

Breon is...
-Desperately trying to fight off a cold.
-Begining to have a creepy obsession with Jimmy Stewart.
-Really crappy at wrapping Christmas presents.
-Digging her new haircut.
-Bored as hell.
-Caught in the midst of a fight between friends.
-Thirsty.

Well, tomorrow is adventures in in-house suspension.If you wanna know the story, just....uh....ask. I would type it up, ut I dont have that kinda time, ya know? YA KNOW? Lets just say: Im a total badass, and this is a great injustice.

So, tonight was the last night of the play. It went pretty damn well. We got tons of laughs and it was way fun. No more playing Cinderella for me (sad face). "80%?! Why thats 20 less then 100!"

I miss... Everything.

I gave blood. Then I felt like I was going to throw up. Then I almost passed out like 5 times during rehearsal. They asked me if I'd had sex with a man whose had sex with a man since 1977. Vampire kid had an erection. Pineapple juice is awesome.

Come see me, Kira, Jackie, and Angie every 2nd and 4th Saturday of each month at the Tropicana cinemas at midnight... We'll be playing Transylvanians and shakin' it to the time warp for Rocky Horror Picture Show. Get yo' asses down there, bitches.

Faith and protection. Enough to get me through this? Depends on how many people would come to my funeral.

Last night I went to Rocky Horror again. I saw Divine Decadence perform for the first time, and they were awesome. Kira couldnt come because she felt sick (sad face). Alex won the RHPS Virgin contest! It was awesome... He did the robot, and the guy who played Eddie was like "I found Waldo!". I won the costume contest, because I'm a whore. Someone in the audience was like "Can I be the prize?!", and some crazy stalker kid came up to my seat and gave me a lollipop. After it was over crazy stalker kid asked Lauren if Waldo was her boyfriend, if I had been there I'd have been like "No bitch, Waldo is my boyfriend, so back up!" and then I'd karate chop him in the nuts.
After that we went to IHOP and Jason got free pankcakes because he is a slut for old ladies. If Jason was fat, there is no way in hell he would have been getting any free pancakes. The waitress would have just been like "You hungry? Well, guess what? You're SOL, fatty."

P.S. I hate school.

Everyone needs to freaken' listen to me and go out and read "Enders Game" and when youre done with that you fucken' read "Enders Shadow". DO IT! Achilles goes to my school! Theres two of them! Theyre fucking TWINS! HOLY SHIT!

Good Christ, whats that awful smell? Look over there!

Anyone wanna get the hell out of here? Come with me. I cant promise you happiness, but I can promise you adventure! OFF TO CANADA! They have good soda, and cartoons, and sketch comedy! HOLY SHIT!

Dear Everyone:

I'm glad everythings going so well for you. Good to hear that things are going your way. As for me... I'm not quite as well.