the definition of "Aladren"

Holy crap. I just explained to my friend waht an "Aladren" is.
Mwhahahahhahahahahahahahaha

wowz. lol, she was reading my play ( i JUST finished it! excitedddd!!!! she is sleeping over), and i was telling her that it was my final 4 theater. and Aladren is letting me have total creative control, so it has no limits on languge, profanity, or length! (personally, i think its quite short of a play. n not that profain).
so i explained that Aladren was the secret ingrediant in Chemical X. You know, the stuff that makes the power-puff girls look like gigantic beatles? that stuff. lol, she was laughing hysterically, so then i told her that she was my theater teacher.

speaking of which, i was attempting to explain to my friends (other friends) about theater and how awsome it was, and yet at the same to terrifyingly scarey, and how its making me consider being a lawyer or something with a lower risk of me dying or gonig crazy instead.
(lol, im doomed 2 b a theater person, so i wont switch. i ust like being dramatic. remember, i AM a theater person.And wont switch to anything else....unless being "Lara croft: tomb raider" is a profession...)

AND speaking of that...i met someone.

its a wierd transistion..but it works. trust meh =]

We met at a Rocky Horror that i took my friend on the second & third day of break.
He likes rocky horror, he can sing, he likes dancing, he's not gay, he loves acting and theater, he's a writer, he's mainly a musician, he fences, like rennisance fare's,he drives a nice car,he likes football, and...wait for the best part...

HE's JEWISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cant wait to tel you were things lead on to from here,
Hayley Michelle

Im leaving FB

Im leaving face book. U all suck.
cogratulations.

My old school people r being bitches and i cant stand 2 b on-line anymore. So im leving.
I never give in, or let people push me around..but itsw diffrent this time. i dont know...it just hurts alot more than it usally does.

Cyber Bitches r worse than real bitches

I dont get it...i just..... y do people do that? hurt others.
If you hurt someone, or go out of ur way 2..ur an ass. And just the fact that you cant do it to my face? you dont even deserve to live.
god
go die i n a hole for all i care...

THen again, that is just the anger in me talking. it..it pisses me off thoguh.
Just the fact that people thing they have the right to treat me like that.god.

You r probably thinking, What the hell is thi diva talking about...well...
its not really tht important..just the fact that bullying hurts, expecally cyber bullying. Its the worst.
You think you can aviod it by not being online..or just shutting yourself away from the world...but that doesnt do sqat.
nada.
zip.
absolutly nothing.
IT still goes on. It goes on all around us. It just relly hurts that people even think that its right.
I didnt even know these people! ...and i think thats what hurts the most.

The fact that the first impression you make on someone, could change everything. They dont even have 2 know you. Just what they hear, and how you look...it sinks your own ship.

All you bitches? go 2 hell...but dont you god-damn think you have the right to take me down with you.

Hayley Michelle

I killz them all 4 bread stick

The title of this blog says it all.

So i was trapped with my family FOREVER...it was terrible.
Turns out that if you climb out the window you can fall on the snow n escape!!!!!!!! (alothgh its scarry. I just walked out the door after we got the drive-way plowed by my grandma's neighbor. My ciuns r STUPIDDD!)

So, i later left the house, with less than half of my sainity and went with my friends 2 Olive Garden. it was amazing. Im now home, and i am happy n i have bread-stick. My little clousin's chainsaw broke.
i threw it in the washing machine to make sure he didnt use it.
=(
.
..
...
it was a really nice chainsaw too.
(ALL EVENTS ARE TRUE.)

anywho..my cat just farted. is that natrual? i mean, for cats to fart? its discusting, holly fidsge balls on fire...Cant...breathe....HELP!

Hayley Michelle
(holy crap! get me a gas mask!)

4:3:49.... war zone

its 4 hours, 3 minutes, and 49 seconds scince my last post.

So far, i have gaged and tied two of my cousins in my grandma's bedroom, and i am on the prowl for a tiny, EVIL, 6 year old named Micheal.

NOT TO SELF: for jew-mas enemy recived boxing gloves and a gun for the Wii...be on look out for wepons of mass distruction.

PRO: enmy has 2 valid pressure pionts. (tickling the foot, and spazing the sides). Enemy weekness is choclate.

CON: enemy has mastered puppy dog face. has wepons: BEWARE

Wish me luck,
Hayley Michelle

Snowed in

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Ok, im snowed in and im LOSING IT! im stuck here with my family.
repaet.
MY FAMILY!

they are crazy!!!! i cant take it! I hate my cousins, and i got bad cosmetics for Jew-mas.
=(
My little cousin got a chainsaw. How come he gets a chain saw, and i get bad cosmetics!?!?!?!?!?!?!

(no jokew, im being ceral. seriously. he got a chainsaw).

My prediction for when we are able to leave, is:
i will end up killing everyone with Eric's ChainSaw.

the end.

So, i will be blogging about my hours of isolation from the world. I have no cellphone bars, im stuck with my cousins, one has a chainsaw, and my grand-mothers cooking.

so help me god,
Hayley Michelle

" Creative writing "

PG=100 (idk y i put that there cuz i know it wont count, but i do anywayz. ps, if i journal would i get credit???)
So this blog is just because i was randomly writing fan-fiction for my friends book. Our book. She is obsessed w/ Law and ORder: SVU. I just like writing things where people die. So we are working together to write a book series on it. (it wont get anywhere due to copy-write and it being impossible to get the scripts to the writers of SVU,i tell her that. but she insists. so i just keep writing. Its fun.) We finished the 1st book, and now we are curently on the 2nd. SO i was just writing this chapter and im like...holy crap this is good. I dont usally like my writing, but i could use this somewhere. I dont know where, but i will find something. (will change characters, cuz i'm not the biggest fan of fan-ficton. Create ur own!)
SO basically what's happening is that there are these few characters mentioned in this chapter.

Olivia- (Olivia Benson aka, Liv. From the actual show.)
Elliot- (Elliot Stabler. From the actual show.)
Jenna- Olivia's adopted daughter (My friends Original Character. also Lolah's "Best Friend")
Lolah- Jenna's "Best Friend" (my Original Character. the emotional train-wreck of it all.)

I know who-ever is reading this will probably not understand it AT ALL... but i must say, it is one of my works of writing that i like. So enjoy!


Chapter: Olivia

God, I have to find Lolah before she does something…oh god. She’s not even my child and I’m worried sick about her.
I walk outside in a frenzy thinking of a good place to start my search for Lolah. A club was my best guess, or my the rehearsal studio...But when I turned to go and begin my treasure hunt for Lolah, I tripped over something.
I begin to get up from where I landed on the hard concrete outside the hotel, and there was Lolah. Eyes blood shot, her legs extended out into the street. People pass her by without a glance; they stepped over her like a lost penny. She was staring into space. A vacant look upon her face, and half dressed. Her jeans all torn and her heels broken. Her shirt lying next to her and one of her pink bra straps broken, hanging loosely by her left arm. But she didn’t even seem to notice. She didn’t move: like a porcelain doll. Resting upon the wall, waiting for someone to move her. To play with her, to love her. Just waiting and absolutely nothing else.
“Lolah… It’s me Liv.” I say as I slide next to her, leaning my back against the brick wall of the hotel. She tilts her head, giving me a nod to acknowledge my existence.
“Lolah, I found my gun, loaded with the safety off, lying in the center of my hotel room a few days ago. At first I thought it was Jenna who touched the gun...but she didn’t. Lolah...did you.” I ask in a calm voice. Still, staring out into no-where she response how ever so quietly.
“Yes. It was me...I was...I was gonna pull the trigger too, had the thing pointed down my throat. But I couldn’t do it. I have nothing, Liv. I don’t have my boyfriend. I don’t have a home. I don’t have a family. I don’t have friends. I don’t have my pride, my dignity. My confidence. All of its gone with the wind. I had nothing to live for. But for some reason...I just couldn’t pull the trigger. I left it there. As if I could just run back and do the deed any time I wanted, without anyone knowing. I ran. I left. I closed your hotel room, and I just ran. I ran into the streets until some guys picked me up and took me somewhere. I don’t know where, but they took me to a place where I could run away from everything. All my problems forgotten...but not gone. Never gone. A place to numb the pain. And I go there every day. It’s not a place, more like a state of mind. No-where.”
“Lolah…where are you staying...” I ask with concern.
“I sleep in the bed offered to me. Sometimes, I’ll wake up and I won’t know the person lying next to me. Sometimes, I won’t even know myself. I thrive off of one night stands now. Sometimes, I wake up and its more than one person lying next to me. I hitch-hike my ways to rehearsal. I bum around places until someone offers to drive me home, or anywhere. So I wait. I wait to laugh...I wait to cry…I wait to live, now a days. I don’t have anything better to do, but wait...” Lolah says with a tear running down her cheek.
“Stay with Elliot, Jenna and I. We can...” I begin to say, but Lolah cuts me off.
“No. I’m sorry Liv, thank you but….I can’t. I can’t look at Jenna; I can’t be in the same room as her. I know you love Jenna, and you can except her choice of keeping the child, but I can never forgive…What you don’t realize is, Jenna is also my daughter. Before you came to adopt her from the orphanage, before anyone came for me…It was Jenna and I against the world. Just us. I would always look after her, like my daughter. We pretended to be a family. I was always the good mother, who never abanded her child, and she was the perfect daughter. I remember, every Saturday night we would sneak into Radio Shack or some place with a TV, and we would flip through the channels until we got to MTV. We would watch the music videos and in –between we would watch Teen Mom, or 16 and Pregnant. We would point and laugh at those girls. We would make fun of them, call them attention whores. Sluts. She promised me, and I promised her…that we would never become one of those girls. Never…and look at her now. 17 and knocked up. I personally blame myself. I just….Jenna, and I…we….” She collapses into my shoulder and just cries. Hysterically. Not as bad when she was in the hospital , or the first few nights when she came out...but rivers poured out of her eyes, staining the side-walk. I just held her. Rocked her back and forth like a child. A poor, innocent child. And that’s all she really is. She’s so young, too young to bare this on her own. She needs a mother, she needs someone. She needs love.

That’s all she really needs.

Love.

I missed my 100th blog and Stumped.

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a few things...

1. I've done all of this wrong.(sad face) i ned 2 explain why i deserve my 100% participation. so i have to think of one: HERE IT IS.
My reason, is becasue i'm cute, my blogs are realistic and funny, I'm a theater kid, umm.....this is a S.O.C., This is my 101th blog,Im jewish,i'm cute..did i write that already? (yesh. yesh i did)....umm.....i cheered 4 adjenea in the peper-rally, i didnt prank anyone this week,...uymmm....(ect. ofd ranodm reason why i deserve a 100)

2. I MISSED MY 100TH BLOGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (i recently reached 100 logs, and didnt celebrate. no cake.no confetti. no crazy house party...sad)

3. im stumped. When i get bvack from Winter Break, i should be finished with the play i have to write for my Theater final this quarter. And i have just finish Act I to 2 plays i ahve been working on. AND THEY ARE BOTH EQUALLY AWSOME! so i dont know which i want to hand in. Advise? ok:

PLAY 1: "I, The Forgotten" By yours truely.

CHARACTERS:
Charles- Butler
Sara- Bennie's twin: Victor's lover
Phobe- Sara's older sister:Victor's Fiance
Bennie- Sara's Twin: Crippled with Polio
Victor- Phobe's fiance: Sara's lover
Mother- Mother to Phobe,Sara & Bennie

Play 2: "Dear Brother Charlie" By also.... yours truely.

CHARACTERS:
Charlie- Timmy's little brother
Timmy- Charlie's older brother
Roy- Friend of Charlie
Ed- Charlie's room-mate
Professor Jude- Professor
Gale- Whore
Izzy- Gale's rooom-mate



I will probably be forced into doing the 1st play due to lack of guys in shop. Just giving characters, the plot is a mosh of things. ugg.... wat do i do?!?!?! confussed
Wish me Luck world,
Hayley Michelle

Symoblic....ism

Ok, Re-reading Tony Kushner's BRILLIANT A.I.A. PART I ( Mellenium Aproches)
SOOOOOOOOOOOO over-looked all teh symbolism!
HOLY
CRAP

Do you know that this entire play is built upon symbolism?!?! The way that Harper frazes her saying about The Ozone layer, and her "pill-popping", and how The angel decends, and the justice hall and the mormons, and religion, and god, and hot dogs, and sex in the park and...O.M.G.

Its amazing.
I love it! LOVE IT ! LOVE IT! LOVE IT! ext journal willb examples! EEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Hayley Michelle

It wouldnt be class without me having a laugh attack. Tiffany's purity Ring and going 2 hell

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ok, i seriously need 2 stop have laugh attacks. Cereal...its screwing me over. So we had Katlyn Perry come in today (no not KATTY PERRY or her cat, KITTY PURRY. KATLYN PERRY. Alumni of the program...and another hayley..grr). She was really nice, and AMAZING in N3RD. She was talking to us about collage, Fiona ws melting down ,i was in shock because they told me about "Juries".
Do you know that they can kick me out of collage?!?!?!!?!?!!??!?!!??


AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

so scared, i swear i was fudging going insaine. I was like "WHAHAHAHH!?!?!?????"
n...yua. so anywho...... We also talked about A.I.A., wich i will be posting journals on later. (first health project on the "contriseptice" of my choice).

First of, health class sux. I got kicked out of my old health class because i threw up on my teacher and told teh students that they were going to hell for taking condoms............. (ya...dont do that...you get hated and kicked outa class......)

SO, i am doing my report on abstance. Its already 12 pages long about how should ONLY teach abstance so we would have less whores running around the school preggerz.
Girls like that are a discrace. First off, STRICT CALBICY. This school needs that,all schools need that. I dot care how great of a parent you are,or how much you "LOVE" the person your with.... if your still in school, arn't married, dont have a job or a stable house you shouldnt be having sex. Im VERY touchy on the situation... Teenage pregancy's are a joke. and if i ever got pregnant, (Which i never will. Waiting until after marrage, and i personlly belive that i will never get married.) I would get an abortion. I would hate myself, to ever think that i would let someone do something like that to me. I know abortion is wrong, its killing a life...but sometimes you have to be selfish. Its what'sright for your future....But i've never been preggerz nor will i ever.
So im gonig 2 fail my report, but it will be worth it to tell everyone that they are gonig 2 hell for not choosing abstenance.
Getting a tiffany's Purity ribng! (saving up money, excited!) (wow, that was random.) Its gonna be SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO shinny! and i can chuck at Danny! YAYYYYY!

Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

Graceful as a....?

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ok, i need a new metephor for being SOOOOOO un-graceful. Ive said "as gracful as an elephant", soo many times, its the new LOL.

I always think of myself as a lady, you know poised, elegant, non-cursing, pure... but i am certiantly not graceful.
Today we were choragraphing the dance for "Romeo + Juliet", which i should be GOOOd at for doing SO many times... but i cant dance.
wow, not only do i havethe grace of an elephant but i have the momery of an elphant, teh thieghs of an elephant, AND i dance like an elephant! what a kawiniki-dink! So practicing the moves at home with cat.
If cant dance, he will.

My cat is my baby. I wuv him! he is soooo smart, just like me, and SO pretty, just like me, and SOOOOOOOOOOOOO fat! (just like me!)

He is 37 lbs, up to date.

F
A
T

Anywho, im teaching my cat how to sing, and its been going welll he can hit a high D! so if he can sing, God save me, HE CAN DANCE TOO!
Andi will be really pissed if he dances better than me! but sitll, he shall dance!

So gonig 2 practice after i journal. and cast for my plays! YAY!

WUV,
Hayley Michelle

Casting?

Working on my plays, excited! really excited about two of them,
"Dear Brother, Charlie" & "I, The Forgotten".

Even though theater finals are far away, i always pre-plan.
I know what im going to be doing for the next 30 years of my life. (example 437, of how i dont have a life).

But anyways, im pissed off cuz i dont know who to cast. I got certian parts casted, but im really worried about "I the forgotten", i need someone to play Bennie. Who has down-syndrome. im thinking Casey, because she is such a great actress, and i feel that she can do the part...but i also want to think of Jessica to play the part. Im also torn between Alley and Hannah to play the role of Sara. it will probably be Hannah, because Alley is also in my mind for casting Phobe.

Hmmm, another think im pissed off about is the other play, "Dear brother, Charlie".
Im positive of casting Gabe as Charlie, and Glenn as maybe Timmy....but Glen could also play Charlie and Gabe could play timmy! AGGGGGGG! FUDGEE!
Its a while away, but im stilll stressing.

Got the rest casted already.

Fusge, stress and Double Rainbow all the way,
Hayley Michelle

karma, Drama, boys...what else is new?

PG=100

I know, it wont count because its saturday...or sunday. Maybe some half-breed of the days of the weekend, and it feels like Blahday already. (the day between monday and teh rest of your life).

So, nothing is really going on just you know the usal...the sky is falling for no aparent reason.

i hate Karma: im really racist. even thoguh i hate to admit it. And i went 2 the movies today with my friend, and we were sitting outside waiting for my mom to pick us up and just outta no-where she says, "Whow, i didnt really how jewish you are. Your nose is HUDGE!"

I hit her.

I always joke about being "Super Jew", and being jewish and my "Penny Senses are tingling"...but i never really relized how much it hurts. Racism.
DO i make others feel like that? or do they take it as a joke like me. Maybe she was joking, but it still hurt.
like...alot.
and i feel really crappy now.

Not only do i feel crappy about that, but there was this guy named John. Im not saying his last name because:
1. If you care about mew you would stalk him to his house and break his legs for me. But im not that cruel.....
2. His last name wasnt important enough for me to remember.


So anyway, John likes me. He fallows me around, holds doors for me. Carries my books, walks me to classes.
Buys me soda.

He WAS a real Gentle man...or so i thought. So the benifit concert was this week (which was amazing btw. I loved everything, everyone was amazing. And for those of you who didnt come to see it ...echm..."john".... it was amazing and you r stupid to not have come and support the arts. and me. mostly me....wow, thats selfish. anyways, let me finisdh my story/rampage).

i wouldnt SHUT UP about the concert! So, he said he would come.

n he didnt.

Im used to it...because i mean, you dont have to come see EVERY show of mine if we were going to have any relationship besids being friends. I understand that they have lives too.

But there is this one test tha it always do.
I go major mad on them for not coming, and see if they try to get me back...or do they get angry and quit on us.

its always the 2nd choice, never the 1st.

I need someone who will fight me to keep me. No matter how mad i am.
Friends are great, Friends with benifits are even better: but right now i need a bf. Someone to be there for me when i need them, and someone to know that i can respect them and know that they will never let me down, like everyobdy else around me does.

So he got mad and cursed me off.
Figures. Most guys do that. Some just say they're sorry alot, but i want someone to actually DO something about it.
Im just WAITING for the day i find a guy that will stop me in the middle of a crowded hallway and curse me off, jsut to get the messagfe that they like me through my thick skull.

But then again this is highschool. Not hollywood or Comolot.
Chiverly, and gentlmen-ship dont exisit.
Highschool is a jungle and boys act like monkies.
So if they act like monkies, thn treat them like monkies.

Hayley Michelle

Harper, oh Harper

Harper's a manaic. Nad for some reason...i can totally swee me saying the same thing as if...wel, as id i was Harper.
I'm not a mormon thats a given.
Im not a pill-popepr
i'm not married.

So i dont really understand why i have this...feeling like i'm harper...but i guess teh way she frazes her words. her states of madness and depression, when she is in her hallutinations and just raw insanity...tahts when im like her the most.
She is constantly moving....like the pink energizer bunny. And everyone knows that i'm the humman enegizer, so maybe thats why.
I really dont know, but...ughhhhhhh.... its frustrating cuz i dont know the answer.

The scene (Act I, Scene VIII)where she confronts Joe about being Homosexual..i just feel like screaming. For no apernt reason.
I feel as if i've said this before, to someone.
Like i've known this from some-where.
That anger and frustration and that state of being desprate. That's what i know, and i can relate to her...
but she's fudging insaine!
wow, just like me.

GAY LOVEEEE!

I love this whole thing, but it pisses me off that Louis would go and kiss a "stright" man, when he is with his dying bf.
SO there is this scene (Act I, Scene VII), where Joe and Louis are in the bathroom and Louis is crying his eyes out in the sink, and joe goes and sorta...'comforts him'. not really, they just go back and forth implifying that either one was gay.
I think, personally, that louis and Joe make a better couple than prior ...cuz prior sorta souds like a prick.
I mean, his boyfriend's grandma just died and he is being a prick and a primma-donna over some cat. He should have been supportive. He should have been there for his boyfriend. even in his condition in AIDS.
joe was there fore him (louis) and even though Joe will definatly deny his gayness... joe and Louis are so hot for eachother. Can;t wait to find out what happens!

Cathlics believe in Forgivness. Jews believe in guilt.

On Act I, scene VI.
I love the split scene with Joe and Harper, and on the other side, Rabbi and Louis.
The rabbi is funny, and i love when he says
"Cathlics belive in forgivness. Jews belive in guilt" (Kushner 1475).

Because its sooo true! If you look at the bible, we are really just guilt tripping everyone. Like, when god sends Adam and eve out of the Garden of Eden becasue they eat teh forbin Fruit... he wants them to forever feel guilty bout what they have done. He wants to not only punish them, but force themselfs to the piont where they punish themselves.

And its true. To me, even though i havn't gotten far in the paly, i feel as if the characters are punishing themsellves because tehy're diffrent. Gay, or...pill-poppers. Diffrent.
Even thogu they dont phsically do it, or say it...not even metaphorically...but i don't know. I just feel that they are hiding the true from not only their peers and or spouse...but from, them selves. They are punishing themselves but only seeing lies.

wat i have so far on "A.I.A"

Ok, So this is what i have so far on angels in americia:

The rabbi in the opening monolugue is amazing, a fudging visionary. WHO EVENTUALLY IS PLAYED BY THE EVEN GREATER MERYL STREEP! (but talking abuto play, not film thingy).
Then Comes teh workaholic Roy and Joe the mormon who wants to get a job in the pilitics/law area of the world.
Harper is definatly tripping throguht the entire play. (pill popping mormon on the loose. BERWARE!) And Louis and Prior are gayyyyyyyyyyy!
But waht questions me is how Prior got the aids, or as called in the play "Lesionnaire's desease". Which i'm almost possitive translates into teh homo desease. It was called teh gay desease because most people that contracted AIDS were gay. I remember talking about it to my health teacher last year. It was right before i stopped taking health. I stopped cuz i threw up when we got to contriseptives and my friend showed me waht a condom looked like. She actually had tehm ,and was destributing them out to the class! ( i was super mad at her, because she shouldn't have one of those any way. so she deserved the puke. and the class deserved my uber long monolaughe about teen pregancy and abstance and that they will rot in hell if they actually use that condom in 8th grade.)
Anywho, FOCUS HAYLEY! MUST JOURNAL!
ok, (*** breathe heavily in attempt to consentrate***) so Lous and Prior are dating. Prior is dying of aids but is strangly calm. I was worried about their relationship, cuz i wonder how he contracted AIDS. if Louis doesn't have it...then how did Prior get it? Its either an affariw ith someone, or h is blood brothers with some crack needles.

Best.(but impossile) Idea. EVERRRR

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today's discossion blew me away. Im so pumped to be home now because i can start writing.
Firt off, let me say that i was soooo pissed off at everyone in taht room, but i was mainly pissed at myself because im the most racist person ever. Before i typed this up, i typed an entire blog about Jesus being a mexician. It was so ba, that i back spaced it and wrote this instead.
Anywho, getting back to why i was so happy to be home... Ms.Aladren was talking about what makes art, art. And talking abouyt plays, and how not everything is about plot. And about, my blog (even though not read, the one about how we are blid,, we touched upon it and i just got the most...greatest IMPOSSIBLE thing..>EVER

I want to expose the slime called the human race for what it truely is. There is no "perfect world" and no such thing as "diversity" and "total world peace". You are always hurting someone wheater you know it or not.

So i got the idea of writing a play, and jsut random racist conversations between people in the 60's 70's (civil rights movement time i think...)but the entire cast would be blind folded...except for one.
The rich, white male stero-type.
And at teh end of the play, they would remove their blind folds and relize their cruelties or relize that the world is cruel in general.
That the persaon you thought you new, is something diffrent. To show how raw and evil and racist and judgemental we all truely are.

And i really want to put the arts in it too. I dont wanna say, musical, but i definatly want dance. Something that al lteh preforming arts kids in our school can be in. Of course, it is near impossible because they will be blindfolded...
but i want to explore our class steryo-types, and just....ovbserve and write.

Its such a great but near impossible idea. Working on it anyways.

love (with all my heart! please tell me waht you think, or if you have any clue on how the hell i can pull this idea off)
Hayley Michelle

"People who are Lonely, People left alone"

(this is a journal and so is everything on the topic of Angels In Americia. Just thoguh i should state that.Also that "the Tempest" by William Shakespeare is now a movie and playing seleect theaters in NYC only. MUST SEE. jsut thoguht u should know. anywho, back to journal)

"HARPER: people who are lonely, people left alone, sit talking nonsense to the air imagining...beautiful systems dying, old fixed orders spiraling apart....when you look at the ozone layer, from outside, from a spaceship, it looks like a pale blue halo, a gentle, shimmering aureole encircling the earth. Thirty miles above our heads, a thin layer of three-atom oxygen molecules, product photosynthesis, which explains the fussy vegetable preferance for visible light, its rejection of darker rays and emanationsDanger from without. its kind a gift, from god, the crowning touch to the creation of the world: gardian angels, hand linked, make a spherical net, a blue-green nesting orb, a shell of saftey for life itself. But everywhere, things are collapsing, lies surfacing, systems of defense giving away... this is why, joe, this is why i shouldn't be left alone. [little pause] I'd like to go travling. Leave you behind to worry. I'll sen dpost cards which strange stamps and tantalizing message on back. "later maybe" "nevermore.." (Kushner 1470).

holy
crap

Tony is amazing, i dont know how he does it. This is harper's monlugue at the bveggning of Act 1, scene 3. I love it!!!!! i think she is tripping on her pills a tthe time saying this. I can imagine harper saying this, all gittery and talking to herself...or perhaps alittle drowsy from the pills.Perhaps she;s imagining things, i want to get inside her head to see what the hell she is thinking! i try putting ymself there...but i somehow can't. This is truley a masterpiece. The way he frazes it, he makles her crazyness sound poetic. truely amazing. Posting more journals later,
hayley Michelle

The happiest Seziure of my life and "i have babies"

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i'm freaking out.

I dont know how 2 ice skate and i'm freaking out.
i got asked out on an "ice skating date" and being stupid i just said yes.
Then 15 minutes later while eating some salad at wendy's...i relized that i don't know how 2 ice skate.
HELPPPP

So, switching topics here to get myself from blowing a fuse... So you know that Adjenea has smooth skin? i mean, like....Smoooooooooooooooooth. Ms.Aladren said "I have babies", so i guess she ment that adjenea is soft like her babies? hahahah, it was hillarious! oh, Aladren.... and she also called Alisha a lesbian. not stop laughter ALL DAY.
And i can't sing kesha. or dance.
lol, i was singing 'We R who we R' in History today with Nick., and i was dancing like a guiddo.
Do you know that Italian's are the only people safe from vampires?
(i dont know how that popped up. i guss cuz Snooki is italian?)
well, anywho....in science we were talking about Garlic and weather or not it repells vampires.
I belive it does, becuase when ever i eat garlic pizza my Friend Jullianna stays away from me.

She's a vampire. i know it. But not the lame glitter tits one that all the teen girls are obbsessed with. The you know...nos feratue, and Mel Brook's version of Dracula.
I also have a friend who is a leprechan. In 2nd grade i made him give me all of his lunch money on St. Pactricks day because i tagged him at recess. And if you catch a leperchan they give you their pot of gold! SO i told him to fork it over..and he gave me aplastic fork! (its ok though he's irish he doesn't know anything but beer and Gingers). (WOW that was racist. i feel SOOOO bad now, but its comady gold so i dare not earse it!)So instead, i just took his lunch money.
Speaking of which, i was in lunch today and my friend came up to me and told me to have the happiest seziure of my life.
Its a line from this Adam Sandler's "8 CRAZYYYYYYY NIGHTS!" \. its a funny cartoon movie, and at the end, the furry elf (aka, whitey DuVal) has yet ANOTHER seziure. and he says,
"THIS IS THE HAPPIEST SEZUIRE OF MY LIFEEEEEE!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, wow. I never want a sezuire...ever. but if it happens im SO going to say that! Wow, this blog was stupid and piontless. GOing to read the rest of Angels in Americia. Put it off long enoguh, posting TONS of journal tinight. Stay tuned.

Wish me Luck World,
Hayley Michelle

I HAVE A LIFEEE

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Ok, im SUPERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR sorry for not journaling this entire week. I promise i will on monday.
But i have resontly found a life.
I know, it sounds stupid but i've been partying and hanging with friends instead of slaving away the rest of my days.
Everyone deserves alittle fun, right? wow, so getting back to my old rutiune monday, but for now lets
PARTYYY!!!!!

Hayley Michelle

SAVE BUCK'S COUNTY PLAYHOUSE

SAVE BUCK'S COUNTY PLAYHOUSE.

They are being closed down, and its wrong. That is a HISTORIC theater, and i will not let it be torn down.
Ig rew up there as a child. Before i even watched my first movie, i remember gonig to taht very theater to watch "Wizard Of Oz". I know, that i said "Phantom of the Opera" got me into theater, but Wizard of Oz was really my first look at theater.
And it started at bucks.
I feel like the childhood crumbling around me, for instance...do you know that Charlie Brown's is shut down/ i mean, ALLL of teh world?!?! I loved charlie brown's. I used to go tehre every week after piano lessons when i was little. And now its gone, so now i cant take my adopted children there when they're little after their piano and guitar and harp and trupet and piccilo lessons. They'll never get the chance...and its wrong!
So i will not stand to let them take away my Bucks Countty!
That's were i go to get my Rocky Horror on.
That's were i go if i want to see Funny Girl, German Caberet, or Raisin in THe Sun, Man of La Mancha....and its not right to deny the future generation the right to enjoy what i did when i was little. I still go now!
So Help Save Bucks County Playhouse!
I'm going to get a bunch of people together in my school and we'll go Christmas Caroling to every class to raise money. ONly fair, becasue the last show of the Bucks County Playhouse is "A Christmas Charol". But if i have anything to do with it (which i do), it will certaintly not be the last. I am also emailing all these newspaper people around all of NJ, and see if they can publish an article about trying to save BucksCounty. Cuz i can promise you, that i'm not the only one who has memories with this place. If i can get word out, alot of people can start helping.
SAVE BUCK'S COUNTY PLAYHOUSE

Saturday.Ugg.

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SO not looking foward to saturday. First off, i offically have a case of stage parents. They want to send me to every frilly "Going to be a star!" class that teaches me absolutly NOTHING and wastes my time. They want to send me to this class on saturday...something about "how to break into hollywood"?....watyever, i used to belive that stuff like that would work...but Ms.Aladren really opened my eyes. And i dont know...its great to know now what i have to do to actually make it...but i feel like she took the magic out of it.
I remember going to classes like that, and being the best kid in there. Taking it seriously. Feeling proud, because none of my friends had that privladge. then i come to Ms.Aladren, and i hear everyone else doing all of this amazing stuff and i have nothing but my silly comunity theater and acting classes, that everyone else laughs at. It jsut takes the fun out of it. But on the other hand, if would have gotten the rude awaking later and it would NOT be pretty. Ms.Aladren really is sorta like an idol...a very scary spanish idol. I wanna trust her; because she's "been there, done that". But i also want to belive in all that crap that i used to. i wanna belive in my parents, but at the same time i trust Ms.Aladren more.
Im almost positive that every conversation now-a-day's when i talk to my parents starts off with "Well, Ms.Aladren said...." or "Ms.Aladren told the class..." or "because Ms.Aladren said so". They are shoving all of this, "Make my baby a star!" down my troat and i dont like it. I want serious calsses, that i can take seriously. When ever i go to things like that now, i already know everything. It bores me, i feel like i'm wasteing another hour of my life.
I want to take Misner Classes. I want to take more Shakespeare. I want to go on auditions in New York, and get adgents and do everything that the other freshie's do.
Hannah has her SVU...which i SO envy. I actually wrote(with a friend) an entire Book about SVU (fan-fiction). (We are curently working on a sequal, btw). Jessicia has her father's Improv.Do you know how cool it would be to do something like that? Adjenea goes to all of these NY auditions, and Sebastien is an AMAZING DJ. I don't know about Katie or Aleshia, but they're so pretty they just have to stand there and i could be envious about it.
It's true; im enveous. Not like "i hate them", because i dont. I respect them. like...alot. i just wish that i had the privladge to do the things that they get to do. Im stuck wasting my life away on these silly classes that will get me no-where.
i want to be serious, and i want to be taken serious....but i can't do that if i continue to do classes like this. And everytime they tell me about things like this they guilt trip me into it. Like, i JUST got a call from my dad telling me that i need to make a decision if i want to do this "break into hollywood" class. and that you can only be there through special invitation. and that it's special, and a limited offer and they are gonna keep bugging me abou tit if i say "no". So even when they ask me about this stuff...i dont really have a choice if i want to do it or not.

I would rather take an SAT test-taking classes then do all of this. That would benifit me; i dont benifit from all of these things. Im just to shy to tell my parents to fudge off.

Not only am i regreting Satuday becasue of that, but also because on that day i have Band Practice (for a ban di'm in...sorta. our 1st practice.), and i also promised to help my friend decorate her tree.
UGG
need advise from ANYONE. Somebody please email me some help.

HayleySchool@gmail.com

ugg

Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

Angels In americia is fudging Genuis

Angels in Americia is Fudging Genuis. I am sitting here reading it (skipped a-head to the Louis and Belieze scene in Act 3, Scene 2) (we read it in Theater, and i'm obsessed). This play (and the Class discussion we had today...but mainly the play) just opens my eyes to how....un-diverse and cruel, and hurtful the human race is. Now matter what minority you are; you will always be calling someone out as a minority and hurting someone. No matter wat you say.

Words are like flames: are they friends or foe's? Words can makes as feel warm inside. but it can also scorn and burn us. Sometimes, it does both; and we have no control over it, but the we can control wheather or not we want to lite the falme at-all. We choose to use words, and only we can control it; by putting it out, or not starting the fire at all. The way Louis is speaking, talking about all these things; it is incredibly offensive. but he doesn't see that.He doesn't see how heis burning the world around him, and scortching Belieze.

Louis is blind to all of this.

Some people are blind in the world, but they're eye-site is perfectly fine. They can see what's around them; but they don't see the evil of humanity around them. Or better yet, they choose not to see the evil around them. Once you open your eyes, its like...tasting forbidden fruit from the sacred tree of knowladge located in the Garden of Eden. You spoil wat once was lush and a paridise. By opening your eyes to the world, and all of its evil you are ruinging wat once was pure. It takes you to a whole new level of understanding. When you open your eyes, You hurt all of a sudden, you hurt others... and its a terrible thing.
But yet its also a terrible thing to walk through life blind. Some things you cant ignore.
Because no matter how hard you try not to see the things of torment, hurt and evil...you know, deep down inside, that they ARE still there.
and the always will be.
Sometimes, when you open yourself to the evil of the world, you can try to cahnge it. You can try to make a difrence and you can try to supress the eveil's in the world.
This play has opened my eyes to sooooo many things. I am only still on Scene 3 of Act 1, but i am in love with this play. i savor every last word. I spend like...5 minutes on each line...just taking it in. It...angers me to know that this is happening in the world,and i never even knew about it. It hurts me to know, that i was ignorant. It pains me to know that i was one of these characters.
I am these characters; That's why i love it so much. i can relate. Eve though im not a black-portchagieze drag-queen, or a pill-popping morman. Or a gay lawyer that's not coming out of the closet. But i was blind. I was blind to everything around me, but now i'm seeing everything difrently. Andi dont know if its a good thing or a bad thing; because now i am in-duldged in the dirty filth called the human race, but then again...i can now see whats going on and i have the choice to stand up and defy it. I dont have to sit there and take it. i can stand up and say something...i can hurt them back, i can let them hurt me...i have a choice. Whe your blind, everything is done for you because you are defenseless. When your eyes wide -open you can decide for yourself.

Perhaps it better off being blid, not knowing the evil around you. Not knowing that your hurting someone...pretending everything is ok. Living in a "Perfect World" where everyone is equal and diverse.
What really is a "Perfect World"? Anyone? No?
Being blind, means not seeing the world and only seeing your perfect world. NO matter how sick and twisted it may apeal to others...but you will be forever blind in you own world. You are the Angel in your world
You are the Angel in Americia.
but sometimes, your just too blind to see for yourself.

Hayley Michelle

I'm not amused at this park.

PG= slamming into a poll while running away from Hobo zombies.

My friend is insaine.
She wants me to ger her an IPod Touch for her birthday, THAT ALREADY PASSED! n she said "So wat did you get me", and i made her a home-made card, and she wasnt happy. So now i have to get her somthing.
Normally i would smack the fudge out of some-one if they treated my love and awsomnesss like that...but i owe her because she got me out of this whole "eating disorder" thing. Lol, my old school nurse was CRAZY, and she saved my.....hine quarters! she (Crazy old nurse)thought i was preggerz and balimic at the same time! Just because she caught me throwing up in the bathroom once. turns out i had the flu...but she kept bugging me about it EVERYTIME she passed me in the hallway.She even sent me for "Theropy"
SO getting back to my un-apprecative friend...i decided to just take her some-place fun. She said she wants to go to "six Flags this summer".

No.
Just.No.

I like amusment parks...you know, disney with thier fireworks, and hot forighn waiters in epcot. i like Hershey's because they give you fudge. (and not THAT fudge, but like...carmelle machiato flavored fudge. AMAZING by the way).
But six Flags is not an amusment park.
I am everything BUT amused when i go to Six Flags.

I remember the first time i went to six flags. It was in summer, 2 years ago. Danny (when i dated him and didn't hate his guts) decided to take me and his little cousins to Six Flags: Hurriciane Harbor.

First we dicided to go on this..."slide". You see, it was not a slide. On a slide, You go "Weee"

I did not go "Weee"...i went 'HOLY FUDGE IM GONNA DIEEEEEEEEEE". Beucase this was not a slide...this was a free fall.

after seeing my life flash before my eyes, we moved to the second ride. Do you know that ride that looks like a gigantic toilet? ya, thats the one.
We got on line and it said
"From this piont you are now 45 Minutes away from the slide".
I don't wanna wait that fudging long! Its a slide, how long can it take to go slide down?!!?!?!?
I waited there...for wat seemed like DAYYYYZ.
And to be honest? it wasn't that fun! if i wanted to go ride around in a gigantic toilet i would have stayed home and flushed myself.

Then we went to the wave pool. YOu think the wave pool would be..."Fun"..."harmless"...
I say "no, senior(Spanish mariachi man). your out of your fudging mind".

We got in and i was surrounded by 300 lb gorilla's and bandage's floting in the water n i swear i saw a kid pee in the pool.
and he was 12.

Plus i recently went back to six flags on fright night.....although nobody told me it was fright night.
My friend, Olivia, Thoguht it would be funny if she brought me to the zombie part of the fright night.

No.

I was so scared i assulted them by throwing salt that i stole from the Johny Rocket, and i ran so fast, i ran into a pole. and then she thoguht it would be even MORE funny if she set them upon me while i was lying on the ground crying in pain.
haha.....hah...ha..(sarcastic laughing)

NOT
FUNNY

So trying to find alturnititves for going to Six flags.
Because as far as amusment parks go? i am NOT ammused.

Wish Me Luck World,
Hayley Michelle

I KILLED GLENN

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Poor Glenn!
Today in theater, we had to lead the seniors around the school as if they were blind.

Im a natural born leader; ...well, ok. i just like to boss others around like a princess...PIONT IS!....i screwed up. I hurt the poor glenn, im a health hazzard! i axcidently walked him into 3 chairz....... i feel sooooooooooooooooooooo incredibly terrible!

but on the bright side.....PARTYYYYYYYY!!! (as bad as i feel, it will NOT stop me from party!). Wanting to go polar dipping (swimming in winter), to raise money to save polar bears! YAY!

Wish me Luck world,
Hayley Michelle

Fag-hag's, poker and Silver & Goldddddd

PG= super offensive blog. i warned you; READ WITH CAUTION

So as a family tradtion; each night of channuka my cat picks the movie we watch every niht for 8 days as a family. ( i taught my cat; he super smart. Now trying to teach him how to sing...not going so well). Anywho...we watched the clay animation movie "Rudolph the Red Nose Rieghndeer".

SUPER GAY

Its it jsut me, or dont you think its weird that the elf and the rieghndeer are close? (and not liek "freinds" , more like "firends with Benifits"). And theya re all sleeping in a small tent and have to huddle VERY close to keep warm with a phsco miner who is a gold digger; he only wants Silver and GOLDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. And their misfits, "TOGETHER".
its UBER-GAY! and the abonmal snowman, is sorta a 4-some and a pansy.
Now ur all probably like; that's not possible, Rudolph isn't gay; he has that bitchy Rieghndeer who's name no-one can remember!

Well she is a fag hag; a groupee that hans with gay guys n says they're dating them just so the gay guy's can hide the fact that they are gay.
I used to love that movie when i was little, but now its gay
i still like it though. lol, but thats my oppinion!

SO anywho...CHANNUCKA PARTY 2NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gonna party til i feel fly..LIKE A G6!!
hahaha, lol. wanna know why i'm excited?!?! (you actually probablky don't but im going to tell you anywayz)
DRADIL!!!!!!!!!!!

My christian friends are coming over and i'm going to play Dradil with them.
Dradil is like Jewish poker: n i'm goooood at poker.
MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

=D
Wish me luck world, (Though i probably dont need it)
Hayley Michelle

im sorry 4 being Phyco

Pg=sorry

Im sorry for freaking out. i was over re-acting and i was TOTALLY out of line. i had no right to curse like a trucker. The fact is, is that i want things too much. I want to be liked TOO much, i want good grades TOO much. i want to be sucsessful TOo much. I let the stress of not being perfect get to me...TOO much.
Ya, im TOTALLY dissipionted about my gaurd being down and getting anything lower than an A....but im positive its a mistake. That i will not apologize for. SO monday, i'm going to politly ask why the hell they gave me the grade, and ask if its some mistake and push to get it changed.
There are alot of bad things you can do in the world; you could hurt sombody. hurt them bad. But the worst thing you can do is to stand by and watch it happen and not do something about it. And i'm not prepaired to just let this go. If i messed up, then i want to know what i can do to make sure that it wont happen; istead of letting it go.
God, im such a drama queen.
Fudge-sicles,(back to no-cursing. LADY-LIKE)
Hayley Michelle

HEADS.WILL.ROLL. and Fuck.

PG=REALLY PISSED OFF!
WAT THE FUCK.
I dont even give a damn anymore about "Being a lady and not cursing". i just got my report-card and im balling my eyes out! First off; i got Stright A's in everything except Gym, Science and English.
IM
SO
PISSED
.

PEOPLE
WILL
PAY

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
F
U
C
K

(GOD! I've been needing to get that off my chest for a while).

Gym i got a C. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE! Ok, im not a fast runner and i can't catch/dogde a ball for my life...but i change into proper attire. i prticipate. I dont kill anyone. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE! I do everything in order to get an A. I shouldnt get anything lower.

In Science i got a B. Most would be happy..no, THRILLED to get a B, but im not. You see, Im not an A-, or an A.
IM
AN
A+.
I'll take it, but im not happy cuz i KNOW i deserve better.

And English.
FUCK
I got a C+. HOW?!?! THE LOSWEST GRADE I EVER GOT IN ENGLISH WAS A 80!IM THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOW"S WHAT THE HELL WE'RE DOING! I COULD TEACH THAT CLASS! Ms.Solom is a great teacher, and im surrounded by smart students. But i deserve a 100, and everyone knows that.

It has to be a mistake...i mean, mistakes happen right? and dont you DARE say i'm over re-acting...cuz im not.
This counts for collage. And getting into collage is my one goal at the moment. If i dont get into collage, then i dont get a job. If i dont get a job, then i become a hobo. or a lady who dies alone in a ditch. and i will NOT ALLOW THAT TO HAPPEN. Maybe im being over re-acting...but if being sucessful was your life and you got disapionted in yourself...then trust me? I have the right to be so god-damn pissed.
FUCK.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK UFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
FUCK,
Hayley Michelle

(My Parents will kill me if they ever read this.but at the moment i really dont care)

LOL. Elmo is Naughty On My "Quite Day". LOL.

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(L.O.L)
elmo everyone! (hahaha....elmo sounds like ello which sounds like HELLO!) ahahahahahhaha....sorry, i have elmo on my mind. Going 2 crash a party 2day and kill my ex-boyfriend. So everytime i think of him...i think of elmo.
I only do becase i remember this one time we were supposed to be watching his little nice, but instead we were........... well, my parents probably read this blog so...ya. The piont was, is that Elmo's world was playing in the backround cuz like the magician's we were...we hypnotized his nice with Seseame Street!
(MAGIC)
Lol, so today in thaeter i had absolutly NO CLUE WAT WAS GOING ON!!!!!!! I wasn't there yesturday (as you mady have notice for a few blogs back), and aparently a Collage girl came and told then about all these AWSOME collages out there and they did some acting/interviewing....so i was SO lost. But i didn't say anything, because......i actually dont know. Im having a "quite Day" i suppose...if such a thing exsist....
Lol, speaking of being quite. i have the most...INTERESTING question 2 ask...(actually it has nothing to do with being wuite...lol)

So Ms.Aladren was talking about "types of people". Like stero-types that collages put us in when deciding who to except.
I was the funny Girl. (YAY! lol, nobody ever calls me funny, makes me feel all tangy inside) (which is good by the way).
But i was confussed...am i "Funny Girl" like...funny? Or "Funny Girl" like Barbra Streisand's movie "Funny Girl"? hhahah, CONFUSSION! lol

Also did some cold reading from "Angels in America". I love it so far, and i read as a pill poping Morman! WOO!hahah, yupperz.

Wish Me Luck World,
Hayley Michelle
P.S. (lol, hahhaa i use that word (LOL) to many times! LOL!)

Rabbi Awsome

So i started reading "Angel In America" i only read Rabbi Isidor Chemelwitz's AMAZING MONOLUGE.
WOW.


just wow.
"She was the last of the mochicans, this one was. Pretty soon....all the old will be dead." (Kushner 1467).

HOly.Fudge.ballz. is that amazing or what?!?!?!
The scene starts off at the funeral of Sara Ironson. Most funerals are sappy and "WHY DID SHE GO!?!?!?" (insert sobs). but this funeral is totally awsome. He is saying alittle about her, een though he doesnt know her; and i feel touched...because he is stating facts.
the sadness will pass,and so will the happyness. The old will past, and YOU will pass soon too.
I love the raw honesty in this monuluge. GOD! (love it! )

Wish Me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

SLEEPI (no y; its a gay letter) (haha, quote from Jersey Boyz. LOTSSSSS OF CURSING!)

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I'm SO tired, its not even funny. I literally JUST woke up, and my heady hurtz.
So i went 2 c "Jersey Boys" last night and i had SUCH a fun time, and i got to meet the cast and they we really nice and SUPER talented. lol, im SOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired!

VEGAN HOT CHOCLATE! (lol that was random. i had vegan hot choclate and it was AMAZING! and the guy that was selling it was SUPERRR hot!...probably gayt thoguh..........)

i was gonna go 2 school, but i slept over in NY and when we got back i was just to tired/lazy/didnt do any homework at all this week. But now i kinda regret it...becase i think they're doing the romeo and Juliet Scene auditions today and i will be SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO pissed off at myself if i misss that!

We are doing the pilgrim scene from Romeo + Julet, and i WORSHIP that play. i collect them, and its my alltime favorite scene EVER! so i'm gonna b mad at my self if i miss that!

lol, so ya. cleaning now; i have SO many shoes. its scary....thinking of selling some at my school. Lol, last year i sold a BUNCH of my old shoes to this slut Sara. Lol, she is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sluty! But she did look good in my shoes, and its a great way to make a quick buck! Plus i have a "cinderella shoe" size.
Lol, its something me and my friends made up...my shoe is comfertable in diffrent shoes and it depends on the cut of the shoe...but i can fit in a size 5 - 8 1/2.
I wanted to go shoe shopping when we were in NYC for school; but lexi (who was in my group along with Gabe and Miguel), was being lazy and wanted to stalk a hobo.
And for the record; im not afraid of Hobo's...even thoguh they are one of my biggest fears.besides zombies and basketballs. I'm afraid of the crazy hobo that's going to shank me and say "giv meh yo money bitch!". I like hobo's they're really nice. I remember that i was in NY a few months ago, and this hobo let me play his guitar and he was realllly nice.
Whya re the homeless nice? it confusses me. I wanna go work at the soup kitchens in NYC, so i can help hobo's...and mybe meet some that will let me play their guitars...........

Wish Me Luck World,
Hayley Michelle

I'm getting a Scholarship cuz i b Jewish!

PG=100

Thats right; you heard me!
I got a letter basically telling me that i am in the running for a scholarship for expierenced, talented, felmaile jews. I feel SPECIALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!

lol, hahaha. Also, HI! I am also going on feild trip 2marrow; YAY! excited! and
ROMEO + JULIET SCENE!

I LIVE for Romeo + Juliet. I collect them, at the moment i have 37 copies! EEEE! Sadly,  i cant say i remember the scene diologue, but what i lack in talent i make up with my super jew memorization.
Lets face it; my diction SUX! i mena, really, i trip over my words but im working on my diction. So when i cold read, i wow them with my memorization. I have Super jew powers; (like Jew-jitsu and such), i have the power of super memorization. So i'm STOKED for the cold read on Romeo + Juliet.
Not only is it my favorite play; ITS MY FAVORITE SCENE! THE PILGRIM SCENE!
Where Romeo + Juliet share their first kiss!
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

Also, Going 2 Ellen's StarLight Dinner.
As an aspiring actress, i eventually have to do my time in the food services buisness. (i actually think it's in the "how to be famous for Dummies" book...no seriously. So if i'm going to be doing the time;i might as well sing! i remember gonig to Ellen's when i was three years old, right after seeing my fisrt broaway shgow "Phantom of The Opera" and they chose me to come and sing with them. They asked me wha ti wasnted to sing, and i said "Think of me' from Phantom...but i sorta had a little lips, so it sounded more like
"Thwink of me" fwrom Phwatom. (GOSH, I WAS ADORABLE!). Anywho, i blew the socks off of that place. And that really made me feel special; and i'll never forget that.
That feeling when your on-top of the world; and nothing, NOTHING can bring you down.
I havn't been to Ellen's scince, so i'm really excited to go there.

Wish Me Luck World,
Hayley Michelle

4 muh b-day i gotz slave

PG=100

ok! so for my birthday, (yesturday!) i got AWSOME GIFTS!

- 35th SPEWCIAL ADDITION of Rocky Horror (BLUE-RAY)
- Austin powers (BLUE-RAY)
- 3 copies of Romeo and Juilet
- over $1000 for teh Apple Store
- $800 for Guitar Center
- an ugly shirt
- a grilled Chessus maker
- a candle that smells like fudge
- vinilla spa masks (yay!)
- Random money (alot, didnt count)
- a personal slave for a year

The alst one is my personal favorite.
My daddy baught me a nerd from the apple company to give me lessons on Garageband, and anything else i want to know about apple for a year. When ever i want.
I love that! my own personal nerd.

in my head he's this hot nerdy collage kid, named David Russlehimmer (A JEW). ....(insert dream eyes) David Russlehimmer. ........

Wish me Luck world,
Hayley Michelle

Canadian's Ruin EVERYTHING

PG=90210 (for my rage of glee)

I AM SO ANGRY! THIS WHOLE BLOG WILL BE IN CAPS, JUST TO PROVE YOU HOW ANGRY I AM!


JUSTIN BIEBER

THAT LITTLE .......@*!*$(@&$@$@&@(@#&!#&!*#^&!#!@&#^!*#&*!$&^@&%^$&(#!#*^&#*!)#(!^&#!#&!#()^&&!#^*!%$&#^.

DAMN CANADIAN'S RUIN EVERYTHING! THEY ARE TRYING TO GET JUSTIN BIEBER AS A FULL TIME VAST MEMEBER FOR GLEE!
WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!?!?!?!?

THE LITTLE @!($&@*#@&# CAN'T SING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OR DANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HE IS A POSER!
GLEE iS FOR TALNET; NOT BULL FUDGE!
AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

I WROTE A JEWISH SONG!

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ok, so in my previous blog i was upset about not being "jew" enoguh, but nowi am SUPER JEW! i wrote my Channuka Song, and here it is (the "/" are breather marks..so ya). ENJOY!

Eight crazy nights/ holiday of lights/ can’t find words to rhyme with Chanukah but that’s alright/ eight crazy nights/ moving at the speed of light/ partying like jersey shore/ but let’s skip the scripted fight

We might not get off for our holidays/ but that’s ok/ our parties are better anyway/ we might not got flying riendeer. Or Christmas rock/ but who cares when you got the 3 stooges and spock/ we don’t got a fat do in a red tracksuit/ but that’s ok/ don’t want him eating our cookies anyway/

Eight crazy nights/ holiday of lights/ can’t find words to rhyme with Chanukah but that’s alright/ eight crazy nights/ partying all night/ like kasha but no auto tune/ its sing but not quite

We might not get a really big Christmas tree/ but Jesus was Jewish originally/ you get lady gaga and the dude that’s sings deck the halls/ if you don’t like the Jews well you can suck my motza balls/

You might get tom cruise/ but most famous people are rooting for the Jews/ like Adam Lambert/ Adam Sandler/ plus Ben stiller and William chandler/Barbra Streisand/ and Calvin Klein/ we don’t have Lindsey lohan/ That’s fine/ we don’t even want her on our side!

Eight crazy nights/ holiday of lights/ can’t find words to rhyme with Chanukah but that’s alright/ eight crazy nights/ moving at the speed of light/ partying with the Jews/ come over to the awesome side!

IM A BAD JEW! I GOTZ NO SONG!

PG=100 and depression

I'm a bad jew. I woke up today all bright and cheery...and then he came on the radio. I was listening to comody Central while on the eliptical this mourning, and i heard Adam Sandler's "Chanaka Song".
It just made me feel like a bad jewish comidian.
(jewish comidian- a comidian that is a jew, NOT to be confussed with Comidic Jews- comics that are jewish and make fun of jews, NOT to be confussed with non-jewish comidian that make fun of the jews. aka, hitler. "im teh gernman eathal Merman dont ya knowwwww!")
I need a chanaka song. Or a song about the jews. I need to be like.....the sflying nun, but not a nun, and not flying...an d not whoppie goldburg....
I need to be
SUPER JEW!
but how? first; an
AWSOME COSTUME!!!!!!!!!!! (aka, a ssexy zoro mask and a giantic star on muh shirt) then...

THEME SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Ima jew, ima jew, ima jew, ima jew, IM A JEW!) (sung to the "im the map" from dora the expoler. (aka, A SPANISH JEW)

Then i TRUSTY SIDE- KICK! (i was thinking the crazy cat lady down the street, or the rich lawyer dude. BOTH JEWS! or perhaps Spock or Captian Kurck. BOTH JEWS! (live long and prosper = shalom bitches!)

But mainly; i just REALLLLLLLLY want to write a song about my awsome jewish peeps. i lovez them; they lovez me; we're all a happy family. So i need to write thiz songz.

Wish me luck world, (and live long and prosper)
Hayley "jew" Michelle

I cant breather, and i'm singing Ke-$-ha (What the Buck!)

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sorry for not blogging sooner; ive been taking a small break from technology. (Which was HORRIBLE, thanks for asking). So i was just on my daily work-out regimine. and i almost died.

You see; every day i excersize and if i dont, i get angry. and for every 60 seconds im angry i lose a minute of happyness
and i cannot let that happen.
So i workout. I always walk 2.5 miles EVERYDAY andi always make sure i burn of my lunch.
But today; i walked 3.57 miles (says my eliptical. i ran out of eye-liner and i REFUSE to leave my house without makeup on.), and i only burned 280 calories.
WHAT
THE
FUDGE!
I NEED to burn more!
I also excerize because i use it to train my vocals. Everytime i jog/run/do anything that involves movement. i sing. its a GREAT way to build stamana.
I alway start off with the hard songs, like my Strizane and Phantom, then i move to wicked and Man of LaMancha, then i go into pop culture like Leona Luise, then a few Journey songs, and i ALWAYS end with ke$ha; because by that time i cant see stright because i cant breathe. Also Ke$ha is sing talk, so i dont really have to do anything. (haha, lol Ke-$-ha! if you watch gay-lord WhatTheBuck, you'd understand!)
But i am SO angry that i only lost 280 calories! That will not due! So now i am on my computer, and worrying. Can you worry off calories?
Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

Sorry for my melt-down

ok. I went alittle crazy in my last blog. I just couldnt think stright; i was having a fight with my friend, and my parents were pressuring me to 'get good grades', and it was late and i didnt have my cofee machine.
so i went alittle crazy. but all is well now.
i know what to do; because when im not crazy, i dont second guess myself.
i belive in myself.

now if you"ll excuss me; im going to fix my cofee machine.

Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

IM HAVING A MENTAL BREAKDOWN ABOUT THE SPANISH FUDGING ARMADA

holly
crap.

I think i'm gonig to die. Today in class we were practicing for our paper writing by discussing. i was so pumped to go home and write and be awsome.

and now im home; staring at a blank page.






im doomed.



i dont know what to write; i mean i do....but its not like what we did in class. i mean; i have an oppinion on it; and i can back it up...but yet i cant. i dont know im so confussed; i started it off as talking about how im intruged and yet discussed with the character Bradley from Sam Shepards "Buried Child"; and i was going to back it up with all of the things that discsuted/caught my attention. But its not like what we did in class.
so then i was gonig to do the discussion that we did in class; but then i thoguht ms.aladren would smack the living shit out of me and attack like the fudging spanish armada. because it wasnt original. so went back to the original idea and now im losttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. i wanna do my original idea; but i dont know if it would classify as an "oppinion" like we practiced in class. i really wanna talk about how i personally felt violted when i finally undertstood the reasoning behind Bradly shoving his hand up shelly's mouth; but i can only go on about that for a page and a half. so  i thoguht of talking about bradly as a whole; but then i didnt think it was good...god. why am i second guessing myself?!?! AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG


rage.
need help; i just wanna know if it would classify as an "oppinion". a topic for my paper. HELP

Wish me luck world (and this time i REALLLLY need it)
Hayley Michelle

Your trying to kill me

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Dear Ms.Aladren,
I seriously have come to the conclusion that you are trying to kill me. You weren't here (heard that the babies were sick. i hope they feel better!), so we were sent of to dance.
I cant dance.
I dance like i had my feet on backwards. Like an akward duck.
But a cute akward duck

We were doing period piece's in the 1500's. They kept saying that if you did the dance bad back then, you were taunted and hated. And they looked at me the whole time. i was like the sore green thumb. (green, because i was to busy saving earth to lern how to fudging dance!).
It was my serious Epic- Fail moment. Also, Adjenea told me that the 5 page essay was due on thursday. im like
WHHAAAAAA?!?!?!?!?!?!??!!?!??!
(ya)
it was so fast! and i dont know what to do.
Do you want a busness like, boring essay? or shouldi write my essay as if it was one of my blogs? i dont know what to do; and i could seriously use some advise becasue i dont want you to fail me becasue of the sucky-ness of my buisness like essay, and i dont want you to not think i'm nto taking it serously  if  i do it like one of my blogs? i mean, not LIKE one of my blogs, because it is still an essay...but here in my blog i speak my mind. I dont format like everyelse. i find essay's to be boring and you have to read..like..30 of them every marking period. it must suck monkey fudge  ballz. I wanna stand out; but for all the right reasons. i hate it when essay's are like:

"i think so- and so did this beacsue ...and, that is why i chose this play..."
its boaring. but i dont know what you want. I want to be me; but not epically fail. So alittle advise would be awsome right now.

Wish me luck (i'll need it BIGTIME)
Hayley Michelle

The Crucible, worst day atr the mall and the worlds worst holiday

PG=101 (because i dont come in your house and eat your cookies)

I saw the crucible today; it was awsome! Casey and Alley were amazing. But sad to say; they werent the ones that wowed me.
 MY MUSIC TEACHER (aka John Proctor) ROCKED MY SOCKS! i never knew he could act! he was awsomez! And lol; he cant go fishing. its a long story but his wife, (mrs.Langdon) was my elementry theater teacher and i remeber once that she was hystrical  crying over the phone becasue he was on a fishing trip and she thoguht he was having a heartattack (actually he just had heart-burn beacsue he ate the scary clown food. aka McDonalds). It was scary; but now looking back it was hysterical...you know, in a sadistic kinda way. lol; i also ran into my old theater teacher, Ms. Elson.
If it wasn't for her i would never be were i am today. she'd stay after school everyday to help me with my monolugue (which i forgot half of, so i made it up)for auditioning for the school. I love her, she's awsome.

I also went to the mall, and i ran into PJ. my ex-boyfriend. normally it would be nothing, but PJ was with ...her.
You see; PJ was the cutie in my gym class in 8th grade .He was your typical Jock; you know...captian of the basketball team , and he was pitcher for the school's baseball team. He was so hot. Plus his dad was in the army; and he told me all about his dad's war stories. i found them SO interesting. He was perefect...until he broke up with me for a 210 lbs. she-male.
WHAT
THE
FUDGE
Senyaha Merkiadtra. (Sen-a-ha  Mer-ka-tra)( indian chick). She was captain of the wrestling team. the BOYS wrestling team. ok? Plus she had one eye brow! I'm not one to be mean; ok? i dont judge by apearences, its shallow. But COME ON! i'm WAY better than her! i mean, sure i summersalt into the rycling-bin ONCE and all of a sudden i become un-dateable and tossed aside for a CAVEWOMAN! but; anyways i saw him at them mall. I also saw santa. (lol, isnt that alittle early santa? had alittle too much egnog?)
that dude (santa) is messed up.

Christmas is the worst holiday ever; right next to Columbus day, and Free hug day. everyone knows that there is no such thing as a free hug.

So anyways, your all probably thinkng "Hayley, what the hell? Christmas is awsome! You get presents, and awsome songs about the holiday and scrooge. plus egnog, you cant knock egnog Hayley! you just cant!" .

well here's what I have to say about that;

1. egnog is milk. there's no fudging diffrence; get over it.
2. Scrooge is only good the first 10 times. it gets old, you know?
3. Santa's a creeper. How come he see's you when your sleeping and he knows when your awake?!?! STALKER! he's even at your malls!
4. Santa wears a red jumpsuit. enoguh said
5. He breaks into your house and eats your cookies. WHAT KIND OF A MONSTER EATS OTHER PEOPLE'S COOKIES! (the cookie monster is an exception).
6. Rudolph has rabies and a cold (why else would his nose glow like that?)
7. (wow this is a long list)
8. The island of misfit toys. they must be pretty pissed to be there. i mean, chuckie? HELLO! (scary, scary, scary, scary)
9. Clay animation movies.
10. Cullen McCuclen. (insert "Home Alone" face here)
11. (seriously, this is a loooong list)
12. (somebody better be reading this or i will personally give you coal)
13. bad jokes. "What's they difrence between Santa and Tiger Woods?" "santa stops at 3 ho's" (wow, that rally WAS bad...c what i mean?)

Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

(OH! i almost for got the most important one...)

14. im a jew

God, Grilled Cheesus and My B-day; NOVEMBER 26th...REMEMBER IT

PG=105 ( beracsue of Chessus)

I cut off my hair.

no, seriously. I cut it not in length; but i now have bangs. (lol, i look like lea Michelle. identical!) y? God told me so.

I had a dream last night that god(Freddie Murcury) came down and told me that the only way i was going to be sucsess ful in life was to have bangs.
1. bangs are SO in right now
2. it brings attention my face (not my  chest. lately people have been thinking my eyes are down there).
3. I'd look more like Lea Michelle and just be plain awsome

so i woke up; and called Jimmy (my stylist. he's in my top 5 favorties on my phone. He's speed dial #4. i love him; and i'm his biggest costumer. i have enoguh beauty products to open up my own Ulta and 2 hair solons). So that mourning i got my hair cut off.
i
look

AMAZAING! (ill post a picture later)
And just in time for my birthday!
=(
i hate my birthday; everyone forgets about it. it sucks to be born on a haloiday, expesscially Thnxgiving. Every year i'm pushed aside by Football and Turkey. They never have food that i like, and my cousins come over for a big thnxgiving dinner. I hate my cousins. they suck monkey poo. I only like my NY cousins, micheal/eric, and my cousin Joque in France. (im related to a hot gay guy in france!). I havnt met my cousin that are in Madagascar, but i bet they dont suck like my other other cousins. i have alot of cousins; and their phyco paths.
But this year i plan on NONE of that happening. y? im going to skip out on my family dinner and go clubbing; beacsue i can. I wanna party on my birthday, and nobody is going to stop me.

So i keep reminding my friends that my Birthday is coming up (lol, mini countdown 12 MORE DAYS) because they always forget. I wish i could change my birthday; is that possible? anyways;  my friend Olivia sleptover last night and because she's going away with her dad next week she is decided to give me my present now.
I GOT A WAFFLE MAKER.
i hate waffles; but you dont understand. THIS waffle maker, specifaclly makes jesus faces on food.
SO I  MADE A GRILLED CHESSUS. and now i cant stop smiling. on they day before we leave for thnxgiving break i'm gonig to make each and every last one of my theater-mates a grilled chessus.

Wish me luck world ( and grilled chessus's)
Hayley Michelle

Senior ShowCase, Friends, Life, and other girly emotional crap

YOU ALL BETTER BE READING THIS BECAUSE IM GOING 2 BE EMOTIONAL AND OTHER THINGS AND ITS 4 ALL OF YOU! APRICATE IT PLEASE!

ok. Now with that said, Senior Showcase was
AMAZING!
I'm just so said that its all over; and the seniors will be going off to other places; i'll miss you all (Seniors). Brian just posted that he was except to Johnson & Whales (awsome collage btw), so congrats. I'm sure everyone else got into amazing schools, i just only know Brians because i'm stalking his fb page. lol, jk...but ya i'm stalking  u all! hahahaah...lol, just got my fb. But ya. Gabe and glenn, you were amazing! i loved working with everyone; becasue it wasnt as bad as everyone made it out to be. I dont understand y everyone HATES tech week; i find it...interesting. i mean, dont get me wrong i'd bulldozer you all over in a second to preform instead of sit backstage as a techie; but i didnt mind it. I had fun.

I finally relized that the other freshmen dont hate me; they just dislike me. lol, no..they confronted me about it and i think we're cool. i just have to be less of me. I'm out there; and i dont understand why that's bad...but some-how in this situation it is. I just have to be less loud and annoying. trying! But most of all i have to stop worrying about it; i cant focuss on y they dont like me as much, i have to focuss on myself. i know it sounds selfish; but its not.
Fiona told me that Gabe and i are similar; that he started off like an ayyoing bitch (aka, me) and Gabe's totally awsome now. So, i'll get there; just not there yet. ...gosh, i'm like bawling as i'm writing this...
*sniff*sniff*
Everyone was awsome; the film that Alley, Casey and Fiona did was AMAZING! i love it. Chelsey; i know you weren't there but everyone wished you were. I'm going to see your show, and i will definatly take your advice;
P.S.
i counted how many times you said "like" ... it was more then 10. (lol, forgot actually #). And all that i was thinking about was the fact that you were talknig like Shawn Louis (with ur pauses). lol, ya. but i missed you.
The show case was amazing; and everyone in it was amazing. I think it was a total sucess.

OTHER FRESHIE'S! hello! You were all amzing; i'm so glad that your all in my class, because when we do our showcase it's going to rock.

MS.ALADREN! your babies are adorable and your husband is hot. He reminds me of Gilles marini (hot model that was on DWTS) (like here: http://behindblondiepark.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/gilles-marini-pops-his-collar.jpg )
there i said it.
Also i am making it my mission to find Boys that sing, becasue you said we could have a musical if that could happen. IM HOLDING YOU AGAINST YOUR WORD! lol, caberet. the german caberet.   All i want to do is chair dance to "Mein Herr". i know the original choreography to that song. And i used to try and learn "Money". but ya. Lol, i doubt that IF we do and musical we'll do German Caberet, but still; its one of my favorites. That and Man Of LaMancha. i sing "Aldonza" like NOBODY'S business. Lol, getting ahead of myself. So far i know that
-Gabe sings (duh)
- Glenn doesnt suck
- Miguel has done musicals before
- I'm going to give Brian singing lessons(by force) (we were talking about it on fb and he said he sucks, so time 4 me 2 help!)
- There are 2 other guys in shop who's names i cant rember that said they sing alittle.
- Manny (my gym guy that flirts with me and thinks my eyes are on my chest. he can sing but refuses to jion theater)
- Some guy roles can be played by girls.

so that's my research. Ya. cross my fingers; STILL ON MY MISSION!

I jsut relized that besides Ms. Aladren and my cat, nobody reads my blog. doesnt that SUCK. lol, i mean, i dont read anyone else's blog becasue i dont know the URL, but i want to. my blog URL is

http://hayleymichellesurvivinghighschool.blogspot.com/

CLICK ON IT OR DIE. wats yours? (if you have a blog) i would love to read someone's blog, beacuse i have no life! I;m sending this to everyone's email, so you have no excuse to not read! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH.
ha

ok. now i'm just bord. So, hi everyone!
holy crap i just relized that i left out Mike in my Senior Pep-talk; SORRY MIKE! UR AWSOME AND LOOK CUTE IN A TUX!
ok; now im done.

I think i broke up with dave on the last senior showcase preformnace. i was just really pissed at him. I kept bothering him to come to the showcase beacuse it ment alot; i got him a compt. tixect and he PROMSIED he'd come. and then he ditched for Pizza.
Wat
The
Fudge
So i told hinm that i need some time to "think us through", beacause he knew how much this showcase ment to me and he wasnt there. it hurt alot. i mean, relationships are abou tcaring and being there for eachother; he wasnt there for me. so i'm confussed. but htas life. advice?
With love and rainbows (and crows over a weatfield, becasue it doesn thasve to be so gad damn literal all the time...does it!?!?!)
Hayley Michelle

SUCSESS! FAILURE! IM A MOMMY! AND I AM RADY 2 BE A SENIOR! (showcase). I WANNA BE YOUR JESUS!

PG=100

SUCSESS!

Dave asked me 2 be his girlfirned, FINALLY!

FAILURE!

i now have to go to a com-a-con (manga) with dave. He thinks i know all about it;
BUT I DONT! so going to ask my friends 4 help!

IM A MOMMY!

yes. so i was on DA art 2day when i got home from being the best-techie-EVER. and my friend on-line asked if i wanted to carry his baby, n i was all like "Fudge ya!"/ so we went on this website called

http://www.babydow.com/

and we made a baby! it took..idk, 4 minutes? His name is Bruno Alejandro Fernando Reborto Inigo Montya the III. He was born in South Uganda (africa), and ways .02 giga-bites on my computer. He's black with blue eyes. lol, my baby is black.
AND GAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

lol, so proudof him. i've always wanted a gay son; (lol, like kurt. idk about you but that was the BEST.GLEE. EVER! ) (well...next to all the times Johnathan Greoff started in).

IM READY TO BE A SENIOR (showcase)

I had this great idea while soking my foot in soapy water (lol, Ms. Aladren it doesnt hurt; it feels soooooooooo good. lol, 4 those who dont know i hurt my foot n it bleed. i got piant in the wound so i had to rub soap on it which is supposed to hurt. SPA NIGHT!). Anywho getting back to my awsome idea.... For my senior showcase (or any showcase that i can do with my own creativity), I wanna write a book/play on my freeshmen year.
I'm think of calling it:

"What exactly NOT to do when your in highschool" or "Surviving Highschool; Or at least trying".

The piont is; everyone tells me that they love my blogs. They think i should do stand up with it/. well, i am. By the end of my freeshmen year; i will have TONS of material. The book/play will be this blog. word.by. word. (well, not really it just sounds cool to say that). My personal diary to an actual girl in highschool. Let's face it; highschool is an intelectual waste land. its where they throw un-mattured kids with Gorrillas, and a few Prostitutes and a Rue Paul or two; and they have a mixer.
People need a guidebook. They need something to look too, so they can make it out alive.

I wanna be ur jesus.

even though im a jew. (lol, so was jesus!) i wanna be the jesus of highschool; i wanna light the tourch for those yet to come. and here it is.
all in my blog. by the power invested in me; i will write on.

Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

DOOMED; ima robot; bo-beep-beep-vbo

PG=100

Im doomed for so many reasons.

1. I have to deal with another phco stalker. Why am i so damn awsome?

2. At this rate i need botox; 6 people this week asked me if i was a teacher or Pregerz. WTF! Do ireally look that old? and secondly; you NEVER ask someone if their preggerz (wich gladly i will NEVER be)

3. Ms. Aladren's grading. its got meh down; im scared sick! I love acting it's my passion (bersides pickles, boys, fashion, music, and animals) but lets face it; i suck monkey ballz. i was just watching my old recordings of monolgues i did in the past; and their crap. like; totally crap. (crap is not a curse word). I still am going onward with my acting; (duh, tahts y i came to this school; TO GET BETTER) but worried at being at the bottom. we are judged on teching 4 senior show case (easy), a 5 page esay (can do it in muh sleep), and 5 minutes of reality.
DAMN
thats whats got me scared stiff. y cant we ever do things that im GOOD at? i dont wanna sound like a little childish, whiney, bitch though...(lol, wich im doing right now). i mean we all have to do things taht we dont like but COME ON! y cant we ever do an excerize where we jsut are angry at someone for no reason? or a scene were we have to suddly break down n cry? no. never. (well not so far, anywayz. lol, i sound bitchY!)Those r things im good at. You see; i bottle up my emotions and then take them out at random strangers; so i can cry/ be angry at the drop of a hat. But im never relaxing or doing the things i fell appropriate for the 5 minutes of relaity.

i dont live in reality; if i did then i wouldnt be acting. 5 minutes in the mourning is supposed to be based off of ur raw moment; when no one's around, and your relaxed.
I dont relax. If i relax my shoulders role foward and my posture is off balance. Im basically a robot. I like being the perfect little girl; with perfect posture, and poise and grace (in which i greatly lack). When im at home; NORMAL PEOPLE relax and let their gut hang out. me? i practice to make sure that never happens. when im home i practice, and practice, and practice and practice. and when i really am doing what i do at home; it comes of showy and preformance like.
but im not.
so that's got me scared stiff. i could pretend to be normal; but it wouldnt be reality. confussed on what to do. AG! but i will find a way to be at the top of that list
I PROMISE YOU

Wish me luck world (boy , will i need it)
Hayley Michelle

Act I of my life and the worst re-views

PG=100

FINISHED THE 1st ACT OF MY PLAY (I, The Forgotten) AND SUPER EXCITED!
Also Dave still hasnt asked me to be his gf ; but we have pre-ordered tix to go see Harry Potter (the midnight opening show) and im laying down the law. Plus...i still have one trick up my sleave left and

IT
WILL
WORK
OR
GOD
SAVE
THE
QUEEN

I ran into my ex-boyfriend last night. Ya, me and my friends went to go see Easy A on our weekly G.N.O (with the except of Martin and Kevin) , and i ran into Danny. As you should know; danny and i dont get along well; its like leaving teh fox (aka me) in charge of the chicken (aka danny lima-loser face)coop. It ruined my night; becasue i was just tellnig everyone how amazing Dave was and then here comes danny; and tells everyone that he isnt real.
He had good reason's to belive so. you see; the last time we dated, he was always flirting with other girls; so i made up someone to get him jelous.

(ps, it worked wonders for our relationship; but we broke up and the next week i told him the truth and then he spread this nasty rumor that i was a bike; because everyone rides on me.) (total lie; im like a nun).

so i had to drag them all to Barnes & Nobels to go and met Dave beacause they didnt belive he was real.
i'm thinking about getting a job at Barnes & Nobels, so Dave and i can see eachother more often. i barley get to see him; we just txt alot. (but then again i dont wanna be clingy; cuz it sucks. so i probably wont; but looking for work in the mall definatly). So Dave was there and i had to prove to everyone that he was real.
I was SO emmbarressed. I seriously think god hates me; either that or the man who scripted my life is a terrible writer.
its official; my life was created by monkies. because my life sucks. But none the less; Dave came with us to go see easy a, and Danny eat his own words.
>=)
wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

Inspiration!

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You never know where inspiration will come from. it could be in the middle of the night; in the shower; or in the middle of gym class.
Inspiration can come from anywhere or anything. Sometimes inspiration comes from nothing; it just apears in your life.

Inspiration.

What does that word even mean? Who knows; im too damn lazy to look it up. But this whole week has been an inspiration to me. I am know half way done with a play that i am entering in the Young Play wrighters contest. The play is called "I, The Forgotten" (a Hayley Michelle Original). It is my very fist period pice, setting itself in teh victorian age.
But i am worried; normally i'm never worried about my writing. ITs one thing i'm good at.
Out of  all 6 writing contests i've ever entered, I've won all of them, including a speech that was read at the ground-breaking ceremony of the MLK memorial in .D.C. by President Gorge W. Bush himself.
But i'm worried. My peice is alittle...out there. I mean, nothing like Avenue Q or the jaw-dropping original Caberet (no, not the broadway one, the off-off-off-off -OFF broadway version. my personal favorite).

Its about a girl with down-sydrome.

I know; its random. But i was influnced by
Whoppie Goldberg.
I know; whoppie. I was watching her in her stand-up CD, and she had this skit about a girl with down-syndrome. It was her talking about how she became engaged. I was amazed; for if not knowing whoppie, i would seriously think her as with Down Syndrome.
Whoppie is amazing; she can do alot with her body, which surprised me. She can create masks and costumes with her body. She, to me; is an idealist actress.
there was a part in teh skit where the girl with Down-syndrome talks about dreams. SHe talked about how she dreamed that she was normal, and how she could be like everyone else; normal. Striving for perfection; and that when the dream was over, she would still be herself.
but happy.
It touched me. very few things touch me (ew, not that way you pervs), unless your Moulin Rouge or the titannic. (ok, i cried once when i watch you've got mail; but that was diffrent...my facial mask got in my eye). But the way she did it; it was like watching a catipillar transform into a butterfly.
Truley beuatiful.
Poetic, almost.
sorry; peotic exactly.
She was; not thinking about who teh character was. She was this girl; and it touched me.
Hearing this girl's story.

And that is my inspiration.


Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

HALLOWEEN

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ok, so as in my previous blog; my halloween weekend was a faliure.
well, ok. the time i spent with Dave at the Rocky was a faliure.

But besides me still being single; i had SO much fun. I was Janet in a convention i went to ( i helped act it out) ; i got covered in rice; i attacked an old guy with toast, and i donated my candy to the children's hospital.
So not EVERYTHING was a faliure.

I also got in a time warp battle; i lost, but lol, had so much fun.

It was a contest to see who can do the time warp the best. A guy dressed like Eddie won; he was good.
*!snaps for Eddie!*
But i had LOADS of fun. I've been to alot of Rocky's; but hands down

THIS WEEKEND WAS THE MOST INNAPROPRIATE ROCKY EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

I would tell you; but its to dirtty. every 5 seconds there was cursing, and jokes abouty sex. Lol, everytime someone said
"Brad Majors" we had to scream "ASSHOLE", and Everytime someone said
"Janet Wiess" we had to scream "SLUT", and everytime we saw the Criminologist (aka, the narrorator), we scremed
"WERE THE FUDGE IS YOUR NECK!" and "WIPE THAT ASS OF YOUR CHIN!".

I had so much fun; and time warped till i dropped dead. Lol, STILL have rice in my hair.
"KICK THE TIRE!"

anywho, how was YOUR halloween?

Wish me luck,
Hayley Michelle

FAILURE

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that's it.
i give up.
i cant STAND it anymore.
What did i do wrong?
was it something i said?
was it something i did?
WHY !?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!!!!!!!!!!!!??????????????
ugg.

So i was determined to make Dave my boyfriend;
and epically failed.

I tried everything; pulled all the stops, dropped every hint i could.

nothing.
absolutly nothing!

AGGG!
i even did the 'tattoo' bit, i did 'lipstickblot' bit, i did every trick in the book and nothing!
WHY IS HE SO...So...STUPID WHEN IT COMES TO RELATIONSHIPS!

He's perfect in every way; he's so intellegent compaired to teh other dead-beats i've liked. I mean; we could talk about Pechart. and discuss the views in Machiavelli's "The Prince" (one of my favorites), and recite Shakespeare; but he doesnt understand that i wanna be his girlfriend.

Maybe he doesnt like me. Maybe this is all in my head; maybe i'm wrong. Maybe he hates me. but then why would he do all that stuff with me?

Dave and i have been going on dates and stuff for the past month; and he's amzing. He' s the perfect boyfriend; and i NEVER try this hard to get a guy.

Maybe its me. Maybe i'm trying to hard. Maybe i'm pushing him away becasue i want him to much. i mean;

i've tried everything.

I was myself; that didnt work.
I was the smart girl; that didnt work.
I was the stupid blonde; that didnt work.
I was the sporty girl (surprisingly, yes. believe it or not; i can pull it off) But not even THAT worked.
I was the eco-friendly girl; THAT DIDNT WORK.
I was that sexy freak; THAT DIDNT WORK!

WHAT DOES HE WANT!
AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!


I just give up; next time i see, im just gonna ask him out. im sick of playing games. Its not the middle ages anymore...a girl can ask a guy out....right?
ugg
Wish me luck world,
Hayley Michelle

ROCKY WEEKDAY!

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TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so for haloween, im going to a rocky weekend! awsome Rocky convetion tonight, then tommarrow going up to NY to see it in the original theater it first aired (the midnight showing) AND i'm acting it out; im columbia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!~
and then to finish up my rocky-ness; im going to take Dave to see the final day of the convention. he's the perefct brad for me. he's really stupid thoguh; becasue he isnt getting teh hint that i wanna be his girlfriend. i mean; HOW MUCH MORE OBVIOUS CAN I GET! every time i see a couple walk by; or somthing couples do togther (like we do), i say things and emphisize on the wordd GIRLFRIEND, or BOYFRIEND, or ASK OUT. we'vee been on alot of dates; but i'm starting to worry. what if he doesnt wanna be serious with me? but sunday i am DETERMINED to make Dave my boyfriend.
wish me luck,
Hayley michelle

IM A HYPOCRITE!!! ok. i know that what i said in my last blog was sick. i wasnt looking at the full picture. ironically, when i was young yale was my tope 10 collage of choice! hahaha...ha...ha . so i wanted to apologize. i did some researxh on yale also. n no its not JUST a law scool. so i wanted 2 apoligize for being ungrateful for such a compliment. they thought i was going to yale. i was so self centered on Julliard; i blanked out everything else as a joke. im sorry for that. i am still in love with juliard, but yale will definatly be im the back of my head for a while....wish me luck world,Hayley Michelle

YALE HERE I COME????

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ok. Today we were talking about...well im not sure. but it had something to do with what freshmen was like wat senior, and collage.
First off; i was classifyed as a "gabe". That's wicked awsome: but gabe is super...gabe. the only thing we have in common is really that we play piano. Confussed how it goes. Katie was paired as a fiona on a good day, Sebatien is a new species aparently. I forgot everyone esle; lol, covered in paint!But this is how i would have put it:

jessicia as Casey (size wise)

Adjenea as Gabe ( lets face it; too talented to be human! dammit. also, curly q's!)

Hannah is like an alley (i am unsure about her)

Sabastien is a mixture of Gabe and glenn ( Scary to even imagine..right?)

Katie is..... i dont. (UNCLASSIFYED!)

Alishia as Alley #2

me? im a hybrid of a gabe, casey, and Fiona.


i know ur like WAHT? becasue im superrrrrrrrrrrr sheltered! But trust me there are 3 parts of me:

My school life- the stupid bubly bitch that laughs at everything who is super awsomely talented. ( the gabe)

My personal life- tiny depression and more crazyness. ( the crazy is the casey)

my PERSONAL life- trust me. it gets fudged up. There are days that i can make Fiona look clean. I know; scary! UBER-SCARY! i dont tell ANYONE about that! NOT EVEN MY CAT! (this is the fiona)

Also we talked about collages, and we're we'll probably go. All i got was the tension between me and Adjenea. Adjenea and i were the Yale and the julliard. Aparently, im aperantly fit for yale, and Adjenea  is fit for Julliard???...

isnt Yale  a law school?!??!?!?!?! This isnt leagally blonde, plus i kinda dont wanna go to a school named after a fish. I love jullaird; ever scince i knew such a thing exsisted my school years are going to be dedicated to geting into it. During the summer i take classes there; to get buddy buddy with some important proffesors there and admission ladies. Ya my chances of getting into jullaird as as slim as Ms.Aladren getting to be the queen of england. but you never know... i could be that lucky one. ya; mostly likely not; but you never know unless you try. Jullaird is my #1 choice until i DIE, but i do have a back-up plan/s. There are lots of collages that i could get into for basically free; beacuse i have connections and im sweet and "innocent". But im definatly gonna try for Jullaird; and nobody can stop me. Ya adjenea's gonna go far; she's super talented. I guess im jelous; but i hate the fact that i am. Im NEVER jelous of people; jelousy is a disease like the plague. It infects you and you slowly kill yourself from it. I 'm not really jelous of her; im just jelous that she's going to have the future i've always wanted. My path is foggy and i cant see waht's head for me. i could be on the same high-way to sucess like Adjenea, but then again i could also be headed for a deer in my headlights. You never know;
i kinda like it though. I mean; not knowing whats ahead of you. I love surprises. Its fun and exciting.
Speaking of exciting; started writing a play. Influencesd my Shawn Lousie from yesterday. (THANK YOU SHAWN!) (lol; his head is a smexy bowling ball). my new play is called:

"I, The Forgotten"

Its my first period pice! super excited!m victorian age!
lol, wish me luck world
Hayley Michelle