Books and other title thing!

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If i'm sick do i still need to blog?
Anyway, ya.
LAST DAY I'LL BE SICK! I might not be well, but i will be in the concert tomarrow if IT KILLS ME! (which it probably will..jk! jk!)

No, But trying to sick no. It hurts like FUDGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But practice makes perfecT!
ttyl, bye!
<3
Hayley Michelle

Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick SIck Sick SICK

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BU TI WILL GET TO SCHOOL ON THURSDAY TO BE IN THE BENIFIT CONCERT
IF
IT
KILLLSSSS
ME!

DETERMINATION! <3

Hayley Michelle
Sick

Aparently I'm Clustraphobic.

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SICK AS A DOG!

I've been sick for 3 days. I wasn't good on Sunday, but not technically sick. Then Sunday morning i was SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have a Doctors Opiontment later todsay, so thats good i guess. Hoope i can be well for Thursday. crap!

So let me tell you all about Saturday at Rachel Caplan's Show:

Gabe is bacK!
I saw him at the show.

This is not sterotypical, but he got..scottish?

Grew a "beard" thing, reminds me of a lumber-jack! Stil; has kept his hair dark. XP.

Also i almost died on the trian.

Ok,
I HAVE A FEAR OF TRAINS!

I do not like them. SO naturally, i  was scared to be getting on one at such a late time.
So Our train left at 1-30 AM. So Everything was fine until the doors opened to get to the lower level and board the train.
OUT OF NO-WHERE a SUPER MOB heads for the same door.
You don't even have to move, and you'll move! Everyone was pushing for the door. You couldn't breathe. I got crushed between a Very mean smell man, and an old-lady. The man was rude and told me to get off of him.
Hey, you think i wanna be next to you!
I was crying, i was so scared. And i start hyperventalating.
And then i started to scream "I AHTE CROPWDS! IM GOING TO DIE! IM GOING TO DIE!"
It was kinda, like i went into shock. Some girl, who was also crushed held my hand and told me it would be alright, but i still couldn't breatrhe. I lost my mom and i was FREAKING OUT!!!!!

So apartenly I go into shock in crowds. Which i don't understand because i've gone to concerts and pits and i've never had a problem with crowds! But i jsut FREKED!

Still afraid of trains.
So that's my experience.

I think i caught something from that mean nasty man. SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh, and the show was good. XP

Hayley Michelle

Dance again!

Went to the show again. So i guesss i don't have to blogg...but i don't rember blogging yesturday so....HI BLOG!
I need to work on PRetty Project! ugh! Need more interviewssss!!!!<33333

kkz. Goin back to fixing soon to be AWSOME PLAY!

Byeeee!

Hayley Michelle

IMMA CRAXY JEW AND IMMA EAT YOUR LATKAS

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So i ylled at freshie for being lazy. ESPECIALLY ROBBIE AND DYLAN> My Junior year will be terrible if they get kicked out so I told them that if they didn't do tehy're blogs that IMMA GET SANTA AND THE TOOTH FAIRY TO BEAT YOU UP! SANTA"S GONNA GIVE YOU COAL IN THE WRONG PLACES AND THE TOOTH FAIRY WILLRIP OUT YOUR TEETH AND IMMA TARE YOU A NEW ONE!!!!
YOU KNOW?? CUZ IMA CRAZYYYYYYYY JEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111


So ya. Im moy loco. XP
They laughed. I love them. You know why?!

Because Robbie is SO CUTE and Dylan worships me. YAY WORSIP!
<3
Love all freshie. BUT GET YOUR DANG BLOGS DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, Psutolus rocks. <3
Hayley Michelle

Don't drink and Drive

I was going to post this on the pretty project, But it wasn't fitting.
So this is aprt of my "essay" for Drivers Ed. I think it's an important message. So..Here!

Life is party. It’s a time to enjoy and celebrate. To laugh, to love… to sing, to dance, to eat, to drink. To drink a lot. Life is a party. An eternal celebration of the world and its beautiful surroundings and what it offers to us. Medicines, food, drink. Lots of drinks. Life is a party, not to be wasted but a time to get wasted. To get stupid. To lose all inhibitions and go at it any way we see fit. Life is a party, and we celebrate every day. But when we get in that car, still at party, driving along the fuzzy yellow lines…

Life is a party is a party until you drink and drive.

 Then party’s over.

FUN FUN FUN FUN

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FUDGE BAG LOADS OF HW!
I can't act. <3
The end?
LmfaoooO!

But really, Do you know that you don't have to sign to get cocaine?!

Oh, Improv. You make me humiliated and dumb everyt time!!!1 <3

I seriously need to STOP HEARTING!

Ugh.
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<3

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Hayley Michelle

YAYZ TITLE!

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Writing essay in spanish.
<3

Working on things to post in the pretty project. Maybe a sneek peek at one of my new plays? Hmm? Hmm?!

Lmfao, ya. Gonna do that.
This blog is stupid.
So sorry.
IM SUCH A DISSAPIONTMENT! XP

Hayley Michelle

Film, funnies, Mean people and music

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Sorry it's soo late to post! I was practicing piano, I need MAJOR help!

ugh, rachmoninoff (hard to spell) is complicated. Learning is 18th variation. I learned it's adaptation, Somewhere in time..but by far it's my hardest peice i've tried to tackle. 6 pages!
<3

So my friend in film is doing a web series about Surviving highschool..(Hmm...wonder where she got that idea), which will include Girls freaking out over cheating bf's (hmm..again..coinceidence/ XP), fighting the bully and then getting expelled for standing up for yourself..and best of all...FACEBOOK DELIMIA!

Ok, ok..It's my life!

My friend is pulling situations from my blog!
She's coming to me for ideas. No, i don't consider it stealing i find it rather special that she honnors my opinion on her film..so ya. <3

Working on setlist to email to Rebbeca.

Mom is yelling, can't type much longer! ugh!
Will post MANY pretty Proeject's tomarrow to make up.
<3
Hayley Michelle
(I need to stop with the intenet <3!)

Mean Girl

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Ok...I know i jsut posted something saying i wasn't going to be mean...but This post is an exception.

I need advise.
There is this girl at school who hates me.
I don't know why but she does.
She whipsers things about me in the back of the class room, last year she pelted me with basketballs and kicked me with soccer balls, and now she is preaching lies and gossip about me in spanish class.

I don't want to hurt her. Thats not my concious nature...
I can't have a rpeat of last years "Imma-Cut-You"...
So what do i do?
I need to silence this girl..but then again i don't need to be suspended or have a fist in my face.

What do i do?

Hayley Michelle

Smart Asss Stash

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Once again, Ms.Drama Queen strikes!

Had a little bit of an akward epiphany today "during" Shop. Left shortly afterwards to sort things out.

I relized that i am a self-centered, mean, sadistic, egotisitc girl who hates herself but loves haveing others love her....REALLLY wierd Paradox of my life.

So i'm figureing things out. Want to take an IQ test.
I can't pray on others to make me feels important and smart.
I need proof that i am not stupid.

I have this.. issue, where i feel if i can't be the prettiest i have to be the smartest.

I am not a confident person, but when it comes to brain power...I'm over confident.
Its like i have this other side of me, who is a brain pimp.

I have to constantly prove to myself and others that i'm supirior. Which today, i found out is a lie.

So i relized that i sux as a human being, and i really need to change.
For now on, every time i try to be smart or witty, or "superior". I am going to give a dollar of my own money to a "Smart ash Stash", which i will give to..Let's start doing the right thing..A charity.
(PS: Yes, i did steel this idea from a TV show. Don't laugh at me).

Hayley Michelle

TIM-BURTON-IZATION!

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Ya thgats right. I invented new word.

I found something that i care about to write!
OVER-POPULATION!!!!

and Disney.... XP

Tim Burton..I think. (yay!)Is donig a twist on Snow white and calling it
SNOW WHITE AND THE HUNTSMAN!!!

Well...So am I!
jsut not called that...

So..wanna apple?

Hayley Michelle

FEMINISM!

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Working on Play (s).

Wanting to write something not deep and funny, but it's really hard.
Alittle upset at Jay. he said

"Playwrighting is easy for me becasue I'm a girl". i hurt him. He is right, he'll have a harder time writing for Girls but me being the feminist i am must destroyy him.
Working on a femminism play..a PETA play..and a play that was inspired by a Poetry collage corse audition i went to. Sneaky peaky on Pretty Project <3

The instructor? Is Charles Johnson! I love his works. <3

Hayley Michelle

STUFF

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Not sure if i have to post if i went to Lindsey's show or not..But i did.
3rd time is always the beest!
james was there.

It was a good night. <3

Hayley mIchelle

STUFFFF

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Liking Sootalus! <3

Also workin on Benefit Concert Set list. I get 10-12 minutes so Imma try timming it. So this is what I got:

1. Fun and Games (Original)
2. Channuka Song (I promised Zari that if i got in i would do it. Plus its channuka..so I gotza ta, you know?!) (Oh, and its original)
3.  Chip on your Shoulder (Original)

Then Hopefull A cover and A new song i writing for the show. "PHsyco Crazy Ex-Girlfriend".
Sneek peek? No need to beg...Her it is!

" I’ve been listening to a lot of Adele/ I’ve been watching General Hospital/I’ve already gain five pounds/ Ever since the day I found out/ Your new chew toy looks a lot like me/ except a little fatter in the thighs/. But I knew you like I was Reverend Hale/ Your just the devil in disguise/

So I’m a hunt you down/ Like a blood hound/ Morriarty better start thinking about leave town/ I’m not a psycho/ You just broke the wrong girls heart"

Hayley Michelle

300th post, and BirdayXP

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So Devante is goneeee. (Worknig on my new target. <3 SO perfect, only flaw is that he isnt jewish...but that can change >=)

Gonna be in benifit concert. Excited<3
Stayed after today for it. Gonna start reading Sootalus. (I cant spell.SORRY).

So aparently its all like...A funny thing happened on the way to the forum...
All i know is taht it had Nathan Lane in it...so how bad can it be right? NATHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3

ANYWHHHOOOO, emailing Aladren some STUFF>
Need help on a play. It's only 5 pages, needs to be 10. F my life.

Hayley Michelle

BIRTHDAY!!!!

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OFFICIALLY 15!!!! woot woot!
Got so many good giftsssss....

1. Tickets to my favorite comidian John Pinette
2. Money <3
3. War horse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 (My favorite show EVER)
4. puzzle...lame!
5. Sweater
6. hot choclate candle
7. more choclate.
8. More money.
9. Sheet music <3
10. FLASH shirt (From movie!!!!)
11. Soft Kitty T-shirt
12. SOFT KITTY! <3 <3 <3
13.  A packet of cat food (from cat. <3)
14. A quart of my grandmas INFAMOUS MATZA BALL SOUP! (best gift EVER)
15. QUEEN AT LIVE AID AND MONTRIAL CONCERT! (Yay queen, BOO CANADA!!!!!!!!!)

Those were my 15 gifts on my 15th birthday!!!!

So for the IMPORTANT STUFF!!!:

Working on play. It MAY be a little too contribersal but i likez it. So emailing tonight! Yay! <3

Hayley Michelle

ITS MY PART AND ILL CRY IF I WANT TO...or not XP

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ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Can you believe it?!?!?! Holy FUDGE i'm 15!

Thats one year old then i was last year! OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Monkies.

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So far for my birthday i got a one night stay at the Grande Cascades Resort and spa, (It was awsome).
Breakfeast in bed (That my cat ate. Fat cat. XP)
Tickets to see my FAVORITE COMIDIAN (Besides Jackie Mason) OF AL TIMEEEEEE,
JOHN PINETE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(So fat, i want to MARYYY HIM! But he's not jewish)
=(

And my dad is now making a Birthday Banquet for me! I do it wevery year, and next friday Im having a day to celebrate my b-day with kareoke and ROCKY HORROR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <33333333

So excited!
So just want to rub my happiness in your FACES!
Consider it rubbed.
 RUBBED I SAY RUBBED!
Love you all,

Hayley Michelle

WRITERS BLOCK

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Writers block! This sucks, i cannot get any of my plays done. Working strictly on mainstage material, which sucks because i want to do something with more than 4 girls and as guy. FFFFFFFFF MY LIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe.
But like Tim Gunn says "Make it work!".

Thinknig about writing a play about writers block...
yesh

Hayley Michelle

I get Stoned A lot. =(

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I remember the last time i got stoned. I went home with a black eye. That was a month before 8th grade in my old school was over...i remember not coming back for three days.

I got stoned in the hallway today. Someone just said my name and threw stones at me. They were pebbles really, but pionty.

My first stonning was in Summer Camp. It was by my best friend. I guess you can say she was my brutus. Her and my cabin mates circled me in and just pelted me.

I always hated Kesley for that. (Fasulo from my old school).
She just turned on me and hated me.
She couldn't tell me what i did wrong, so she threw stones at me .

They were big ones too.
Stones don't hurt as much as eggs though. Eggs shells are a PAINNNN.

I just really hate being stoned.
I watched Glee today (again<3) and Kurt is right.
Dodgeball is like the modern-day stonning. Cruel and unsual.

I also got told that i'm not pretty by two losers in my class. Not my best day.
I've been trying to not care what people say about me...but its really really really really REALLY hard.

I punched the kid instead of crying like useual...so i guess it's an improvement.
Who invented Stoning?
I hope he got a paradoxical death by pelting. XP

Hayley Michelle

MONDAY BLOG

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Ok. Didn't blog on monday. had piano voice.
Dad isharping on me to choose between music and playwrighting again.
Aladren mentioned trying to work with other musicians in class. I would like to work sebastian. Imma ask him if he can help me hook up a MIDI chord to my piano. =)
Anywho, i have alot to do.
Working on play for thursday, memorising monolugue. Thinking about being a beatrice not a hero....i think. I don't know. I'm beatrice dressed as hero.....
Problem is i don't like the way beatrice dresses...I'm a bith trying to dress...innocently? Its complicated metephore on how i don't love myself enough.
This is rough. gonna think it through over some Ulong tea. yum.<3
Posts on Pretty Project. READ N SHARE PLEASE!
Hayley Michelle

GLEEKING OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Going to home pre-pairing to watch some EPIC Glee...only to find that my DVR has deleted it.

That is All..


Hayley Michelle


JK! JK! Saw it alst night...Not my favorite...but then again, how can anyone hate leperchans!
MORE ME TIME!!!!
(ME=Rachel Barry <3)


SO WORRIED FOR NEXT EPISODE THOUGH! I DO NOT look foward to being violated by Franken-Finn...but oin the bright side... KLAINE FIRST TIME! <3


Oh my beloved Harry Potter Star...you will be mine. XP
Oh fan girl -gasm.
TIME TO BE SERIOUS!
I have a lot to make up for theater...sooo it will all be on my other blog! YAY INTERVIEWS! <3

LOOK FOWARD TO IT! Also working on possibly cutting a Jazz EP...<3

Hayley Michelle

LATE EEP!

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Ok! This is realll late! Just got back from Piano/Voice lessons.
Learning Rochmoninoff.
Curse his name. TOO LONG!!! Nice music though. XP

Thinking about a blog where i talk about the crazy stuff my family does. Seriously had a modern family moment.

I think i should g for family theropy..it ould do WONDERS for my writing.
Strarting in the mourning!
Wish i copuld blog more and spell check, but i have to go to bed because in the mourning i have to get up early and practice piano! YAY!!!!! <3 <3 <3

Hayley Michelle

JAzzz OBESSION

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So i am SO now obessed with Jazz music. So far i've already ritten 4. TODAY. I cant stop listening to Regina Spektor, Adelle, Bijork, Miles Davis, Charlie Parker, Amy WhineHouse,Cole Porter....AGH!

SO BEAUTIFUL! COLE PORTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I need help. XP

I need to learn professional Saxiphone. NOW.
OH! AND LOUIS ARMSTRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not the moon guy, the AMAZING BIG BAND/JAZZ GUY!!!!

Really excited.I dont't have a jazz voice, but i love the styleeeee. So i gonna add myself to it. Idk, jsut a fun thoguht.
Its so fuffilling.

GOing to get spelling help,. sorry about this blog.

Back to music! yay!!!!!

Hayley Michelle

I'm not selling my music, therefore i can't play it

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Not such a good day. Got called a gimp again. god...

I talked to Aladren about some stuff i need to work on.

I went home and i talked to my parents, about it...got into another fight with them.

So now i can't take music lessons anymore because i don't want to sell my music, i want to play it. However, i don't want to go to Collage for Music, because there isn't a degree for what i want.

Then my dad said i don't take anything serious. He says that i dont have apeice of music written down..WHICH IS A LIE BECAUSE I HAve all my lyrics AND CHORDS DOWN SAVED TO MY COMPUTER AND SEVERAL OTHER PLACES! i HAND WRITE ALL MY MUSIC, NOTES AND MELODY...

He said he's stopping my music lessons...and that my jazz song i wrote is terrible.

Not feeling so good right now...

Hayley michelle

I'm ugly when i cry

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Not such a good day today. I am uch a bad mover, i hate it. I want to get better, and i try but its never good enough.
I thought about posting this on the pretty project, but something told me it was alittle to off topic for that blog.
I feel like I disapiont Aldren. I don't know. Ms.Mack had us run fast in circles singing "Mary had a little lamb".
I couldn't do it.
I couldnot keep up with everyone, and i was panting.

And i jsut remeber looknig at Ms.Aladren, sand she looked so disapionted.
Perhaps it's all in my head...but maybe not.
I haven't been myself lately. I'm tired...I used to be such a try hard, but i'm getting B's...i cant sing anymore...i'm jsut mopey and sad. I don't know what's gonig on and i don't know what i'm doing anymore.
I don't know anything.

Aladren also had as do a mask exersize..where we sit face close to the mirror and stare at our own reflecion's eyes for 5 minutes streight.

I looked at myself..all sweaty with my roles of fat hanging out..and i just started crying. I could stop crying until i got back to Aladren's room.
I jsut looked at myself, and i didn't like what i saw.

I think that's the lowest piont anyone can go to...when they can't even like themselves anymore.

And to make matter's worse i got paired up with Kelsey for aprt 2 of the excersize.

Kelsey..is so talented and pretty. And from what i know..she is so confident and happy with herself. We had to see the other person as the new face in the mirror and let it effect us...but yet at the same time, its about the other person...

And that made me cry even harder. Becaseu here is this idea person that i would love to be...
and pretending that that would be what i could see in the mirrror jsut broke me down...becasue i know i can't be that.

And i made her cry. I told her that she was very beautiful. She just stareted crying too. Now great, i'm making everyone cry. God i'm terrible.

In math today, someone said i probably looked ugly when i cry. I'm not sure why we were talknig about it..but we were. And that made me sad.
I didn't cry..because i'm used to things like that..but it hurt alot.

And in Spanish i was talknig to Aleshia about how halloween is the best because tyou get to be a kid again.
I said "Halloween is the best! You get to go out in a scary costumes and get free candy!" and a girl...i can't say her name because i'm not stoping to her level said
"Or you could jsut go outside look ing like that and get fre candy".

I think that hurt the most today...
This girl hates me. I don't even know why! She always talks about me and laughs behind my back in math class...I don't get it.
Why does everyone hate me?
I think it's because i'm loud. I'm trying to change, i really am...but like i said. Nothing i do is ever good enough.

I like Halloween because its the one day i year i get to put on make-up and be someone else .

Hayley Michelle

All i have to say

NJPLAYWRITE

So i am working on my falure of a thesis paper..DUE TOMARROW!
I didn't wait for the last mniute...my mind did. I have extreme writers block. CRAPOLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anywho...re-rezdin the play for ideas.

Goin to enter the NJ playwriting thingy . <3
so lets pray for the best! yay!

Hayley Michelle

NO INTERVIEWSSSSSSSSSSSSS

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NO INTERVIEWSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111 Im running dry. I need people to interview BADLY for the pretty project!!! arg! Trying to get some now...in the meantime.

There is this song, again from Regina Spector (EVIL GENIUS! HER SONGS GET STUCK IN MY MIND!!!)
She has a song called "Oedipus". And its ADDICTIVE!!! About one of our plays we had to read inshop. <33
Listen to it! Imma link it below. <3333

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSfSR4Pj1EE

Hayley Michelle

STILL SICK!

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still sick. but no matter what i am going to school tomarrow! IF IT KILLZ ME!!!!
i miss theater. ive been writing alot lately. havent posted in the pretty project because i havnt interviewed anyone yet =(
oh wellz, tomarrow i will start again!!!

hayley michelle

Old love

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still sick. AGGG.
My grandparents are paying me to write them a new "wedding song". They'r wegetting re-married for their 50th aniversay and i guess im their wedding siner. XP
working on their song now. So far its super cheesy n i hate it. feed back? her are the lyrics. COPYWRITED!

V: Maybe someday I’ll get married/ have two kids and grow up happy/ live high up on hill/ in a castle on a cloud/ maybe I’ll meet my prince on a train/ and he’ll kiss me in the pouring rain/ throwing pebbles at my window singing/ “I love you out loud”./ maybe someday/ might be today/

C: So/ star light/ and star bright/ wish I may and wish I might/ find the love of my life tonight/ twinkly twinkle little star/ may he love me with all his heart/ and blue diamond in the sky/ let wish that I’ll kiss him tonight/

V: Maybe I’ll walk down the isle/ turn my head/ and mom will smile/ Dad will walk his little girl/ down and give her away/ maybe flowers in my hair/ everybody will stop and stare/ and the groom will say I put the flowers to shame/ and maybe someday/ might be today/

C: So/ star light/ and star bright/ wish I may and wish I might/ find the love of my life tonight/ twinkly twinkle little star/ may he love me with all his heart/ and blue diamond in the sky/ let wish that I’ll kiss him tonight/

B: Maybe someday/ is every day/ and everyday he’ll love me more and more/ and when time stops/ one life time together isn’t enough/ and maybe someday / is today/ maybe he’s with me now/ somehow/ Starlight and starbright/ wish i may and wish i might/ Wish that this night will never end

C: So/ star light/ and star bright/ wish I may and wish I might/ find the love of my life tonight/ twinkly twinkle little star/ may he love me with all his heart/ and blue diamond in the sky/ let wish that I’ll kiss him tonight/

So i might possibly have gotten Mono

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Yup. Ya heard me....Mono.

Idk, my doctor said it was a POSSIBILITY!!!!!! But i'm a drama queen..soi i'm gonna go with I have mono.

Either that or an extreame case of strep...however the test did come out as negitive....XD

I;ve been sick for 5 days already, strted on Friday..i was well enough to see Aldren's show, buyt on the ride home it was MURDER!

So stuck at home watching Castle re-runs until i can talk..My throat is inflamed.

I think i missed a guest artist today. I was very depressed.
I did MUCHO TONS OF WRITING!!!
I guess thats a plus to being home....my cat is fat.

Sorry, again, Thisis a s SOC,....ya.
He really is round thoguh. Sorry, he is squashing my foot at the moment. I 'm looknig at him now.....

Maybe i should stop typing.
Going to send in my writings now to Aladren. yay!

Hayley Michelle

HOLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I was going to post in the pretty project, but i didn't interview anyone this weekk.SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO hi.

Today isat out in cross0training, because i can;t do anything until the 18th. (stupid doctors XP).
Iwas jsut out of it today...idk.

I think its because I have a song obbession.

REGINA SPECTOR: GUINUS NEXT DOOR


HOLY SHIZA ITS AMAZING!!!

I cant stop singing it, or playing it....ITS DRIVING ME INSAINE!!!

So i'm writing a play about it...
not my obession, the song.
Something i Love about Regina's music is that she hates talking about what her lyrics mean. She leaves it up to her fans! There are literally THOUSANDS of websites dedicated to de-coding her lyrics.  It's interesitng to hear others views on songs.

LISTEN TO THE SONG AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!
<3333

ya...so...back to listening to the song!

Bye!
Hayley Michelle

SVU; SHOWBIZ VICTIMS UNIT

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 i was going to post in the pretty project, but i didn't feel like spelling correctly. I am SOOOOOO butt headed!!! I can't get past page 4 of my thesis paper!!!!! Aggggggggggggggersjhbgfhldiojpkiu&t^rfgui)$erfhjuiop!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, done raginggg.Throwing an AWSOME halloween party.
Working on play for school. <3

Ok, thats about it.
Love your FACESSSSSSs


Hayley Michelle

nothin 2 say

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The Pretty Project Is doing great! (thanks for asking. ...oh cyber sarcasm!) XP. I really miss this blogg! I have been working on my spelling, btw...but i don't think i'm improving...Oh wellz! <3

So anywhoooo...Thinking about writing more music. Aparently Britanny (new girl in class) can sing really well...so i'm gonna go have to hasve alittle talk with her..and by talk I mean sing.
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I'm not gonna lie...i feel as if my voice is really all i have that i like. I mean, singing wise..not talking wise. I'm too loud, BUT I CANT CONTROL IT!!!!

So ya. Started writing a wierd musical, music is great! Script? no so much....oh wellz! XP
goon ajust keeping pushing. <3

See you all soon,
<3
Hayley Michelle

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Hola! I literally had no idea what to put it "title" so i just put down stuff. XP

Miss you alL! And going to miss you all very soon. Although i LOVE this blog, i am gonig to start focussing more on my profesional blog

The Pretty Project

Which i am STILL begging you all to fallow. Make a diffrence one blog at a time. <3

HOWEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! this does not mean i'm abbondoning this bloog.OH NO! This blog really is my first really "writing experience " i will never stop writing here. Its my first home. All im basically doing is buying a summer home. Or...fall home...you get the piont!

So please fallow my new blog link below!

Today was awsome, however i was mainly shocked that many people did-not get the song "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" from the beatles.
hello!!!! But oh well, it was still agr eat clas. I got to act, i loved to read everyone elsese plays! So much fun!

Hayley Michelle

http://fallowtheproject.blogspot.com/

SUPER SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL

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You will never belive what just happened!
 So remeber that guy, you know the hot jewish one that was a singer i almost dated last year? WELLL...i just got offered his job in my ex-guitarists band.

Hahaha, oh small world. <3333

Hayley Michelle

THE BLOG IS UP

The new blog" The Pretty Project" is now offically up. That os going to be my blog that i ahd talked about in my last post. It would mean the world to me if you all subscribe. The link is bellow. FALLW THE PROJECT!!!



http://fallowtheproject.blogspot.com/


Also, i just want to clarify EXACTLY what the blog is about. It is about changing the world, one girl at time. You know. Telling their stories of what happened to them and how people impacted them: good and bad. I want to use my power in the arts, although little and probably insignificent: to make a diffrence. I want to tell those stories and help those girls. Maybe we all deserve a happily ever after; all we have to do is lend a hand, make a friend, and smile.

Hayley Michelle

Making a diffrence. Please read if you want to change the world: one girl at a time.

PG=100 (again?! Oh oh...get ready for some shiz to go down).

Today in Theatre we brefly talked about blogs. Ms. Aladren talked about us using our blogs to stand for what we believe in. Making a diffrence. And that really touched me, on a deep personal level.
I take my blog very un-seriously. Its not a joke. Its life. It's fun...its quirky. It's me.
But Ms.Aladren really opened my eyes to see what i can do. I could use a blog to be entertaining: to me and to others.

Or i can make a diffrence.

I've had some stuff going on with me for quite a while, actually. It's always been on my mind; what i'm about to say.

I think i really started to get serious about it when i was in RSAC. I was having the time of my life, until i reached one of my all time lows back at RSAC. I was really ashamed, i had to have Marshall come talk to me...it was just a train wreck. I couldn't stop crying.

I had finally had the epiphany that i was un-wanted by everybody else at RSAC. It was a great experience for me...on a proffesional level. Personally, it was like going back to my old school.
I sat by myself most of the time. I tried to keep quite, you know..hopeing maybe that i wouldn't annoy everyone like i usally do. But i somehow managed to get everyone to hate me. It was later in the 2nd week, begginging of the third when the comments started to get to me. I heard things, at first i thought i was just paraniod. You know, those tiny sly remarks about "how her but looks dino in those shorts" and "Why no one wants to be workng with her". It was just really depressing. Plus i was having troubles with my room -mate.
We started off really well, but then suddenly she decided to hate me and knit-pick at every little thing I did. Like, the way i work until the crack of dawn, while she paints her nails and cries on the phone to her parents about me "ruining her life" while i'm in the room! And how i get up early to shower so i dont have to fight everyone else for the shower...you know? She was dead asleep...but she still complained about how i "bullied her, and anoyyed her with my constant working". I cut my guitar and vocie practice down from 5 hours a day  to 10 minutes a week...and then she got worse and worse. (Marshall was also involved in this...but everyone sided with me when it came to this). But she really did make my life a living hell...and on top of it..it was just...hell!
But i got throguh it.
I reallyized that I had felt like Sh*% because i lack self asteem.

I have the biggest drive in the world, but i don't have the self- asteem to back it up. 

But i want to make a change. I want to be someone, to help people who belive that they are no one.

When i was little, i was always picked on. Bullied. I mean, its gotten worse over the years...But when i was young all i wanted to do was sing. And with my singing, i thoghut that i could change the world and make it better. A place where a girl can sing, and not be a size 0. Where a girl can stand up for her belives and not have rocks thrown at her. A place for those quirky, girls who don't think they're beautiful. i dreamed of a palce where we were all beautiful.

I haven't lost that drive...its just evolved into something less of its self. Like its entirely diffrent from when it used to be. I want that back...that drive. I would do anything to get that back.

I used to be a quirky confident girl who knew she was going to change the world.
Now i'm a quirky girl who wants to be what i was before i let the world get to me.

Personally, i think there is no going back to what i was. I've passed the piont of no return, and then some.
But i know girls that do not belive that they're beautiful, and talented, and powerful. They are.
Every girl is powerful.

I want to help.

So when i was off at RSAC, i came up with this idea...that sometime in the future I WILL, have a non-profit organization that works with girls to help improve self image and help those talented girl suceed in their dreams. No matter what it's going to coast me. I want to go to them, and help make heir dreams come true; make them feel wanted. Something that was never really done for me.

I want the world to see, what they dont. I want them to see the beautiful, talented, POWERFUL girls.

I dreamed that i one day would start " The Pretty Project".

A project dedicated to changing self image to not wanting to be that starving girl on the magazine.
I want to change it to girls wanting to be themselves.

It know this blog sounds repetitive, and long..it is. But its worth saying. Its worth something to me.
I felt like it was something worth sharing...
So..starting soon, hopefully..I am going to create ANOTHER blog which i all hope you fallow.

It will be a blog dedicated soley to "the Pretty Project". And it will be articles about girls that are mis-fortunate enough to not have that self-asteem, and how so many pay...and also those girls who were like me and many others i know...Girls that overcame their mountians and vallies. Girls that became someone and did something. And hopefully, in the future...it will be about how i have, or anyone i know..helped those girls who could have been mis-fortunate. Helped them become pretty. Inside and out.

Thank you for your time if you actually read this. It really means alot to me. Please, if you would be so kind respond to this..or send it people. Make a diffrence not be a dream. Help make it real.

Hayley Michelle

Agga..oh i give up!

JOURNAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <33333

So anywho...continueing to read Ag. (my new abriviasion so i don't look like TOO much of an idiot).<3. We discussed it in Theatre today, and it was very enlighting. We talking about the fall of Troy and how the lighted torches travled all the way from Turkey to Greece. <3
I find it rather facinitating. In terms, it s acient Instant Messaging. Or in this term...not so instant messaging. It frankly too very long for it to travle. But wild fire spreads like wild fire.....lmfao, did i just try to make up a metephore? Wow, am i lame. XP
ANYWHORE, Ag. is very interesting. Mainly i want to punch out the chorus because they talk EVEN MORE THN ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know...shocking right? But however, it is true.
CRAMPS


Hayley Michelle

Boys are like knots. They're always in my hair and i want them GONE FOR GOOD.

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Ok, boy drama is coming to a climax...talking to out with him as we speak on FB. this should be interesting...hold on...
PLEASE HOLD WHILE I GO VIRTIUALLY CATURATE SOMEBODY WHO WILL REMAIN UN-NAMEDD

Going to be late to school on tursday. Looking into Jaw/Cheek bone surgury. so...ya. Today was a terrible, painful day.

I have come to the deccision that fitness is not my friend. When i sit down i make that "old person" sound. I ache from my upper rib cage to my belly button and out to my dino-sized hips. Summary: It sucks.
I cant laugh because it hurts.
Therefore, Fitness wants me to die.
DAMN YOU GETTING INTO SHAPE!!! XP
lmfao, but seriously; major pain goin on now. EVEN AS WE SPEAKKKK.

Today was a cool history lesson, but i just want it to be friday! EEE! PLAY WRITIN! Hopefully my play i want to hand in will be done before that, or i can at least have it DONE by friday. <3 so ya. <333

Hayley Michelle

Aggamamen!#!*_ (CANT SPELL!!! AHHHH!!!)

This is a journal: I CANT SPELLLLLLLLLL AG(#&@)@#@^!!!!!!!!!!

I am now deppressed. =(

However, i have read the greek tale of AggaR#*RQ)&# and i'm VERY fond of it! <3

Personally i think its more Cassandra's tale. For Its worth... i know more about...Cassandra, a daughter of a Priam.
WHAT I KNOW ABOUT THE STORY OF CASSANDRA!!!!:

Cassandra fell asleep in the temple of Apollo. She was a beautiful young woman , and her beauty roused the lust of Apollo, who appeared before her. He promised to teach her the art of prophecy in return for sexual favors. Cassandra agreed to his terms, but after accepting the gift of prophecy, she denied him her body, going back on their bargain. Apollo was outraged and added a condition to the gift: though Cassandra would always speak the truth, no one would ever believe her. He begged Cassandra to give him one last kiss, and as she did so, he spat into her mouth, and when he backed away from her, the curse was planted. Some versions of this myth lean toward the idea of Cassandra convincing Apollo to teach her how to prophesy after he asked her to sleep with him as a return favor, but the point remains that she backed out on her end of the bargain, and was forever cursed.

Either way: SUMMARY:  someone is a cursed cowardly slut, and the other is my favorite god of all time because he is so shinny like the sun (and god of it too!)...ya. XP
lmfao. anywhooooooo....XP.... GETTING BACK ON TOPIC! ya, thats a good idea...

The story goes that Cassandra for-sought Agga#%#*&'s murder by his wife (other name i cannot spell that starts with a C). She had gone to warn him, (of corse, he didn't belive her), and in the end they were both HORRIDLY MURDERED IN A BATH TUB BY QUEEN C&#*&!!!!!!!!!!!!


THE BLOODY END! <3 <3 <3 <3

Hayley Michelle

Boys are stupid, therfore the answer is 3.

PG=100 (official first day of blogging! yay!)

Ok. Excited and pissed and sad ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!!

I don't get boys. I mean, usally  i do, but this particular boy is acting like a CHICK ON HER PERIOD!

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr face. X(

Anywho, He complements me and trys to go on dates with me. And always walks me to my classes even though he doesn't have to, and he texts me NON-STOP. So i kissed on Friday.

We had a date to go hang at the mall on Tuesday. He calcles it on Sunday. THEN he aviods me ALL DAY, like..if i'm having a conversation with someone he'll just go up to them and say "Hey (insert name in here that is not Emily) I like your hair!" Hugs her, and keeps walking without even looking at me! And then he does not come to my locker. And does not hang out with me in gym (i got my gym switched to his for lab), and he walks by me with other girls COMPLETELY IGNORING!
AND NOT A SINGLE TEXT ALL DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


BOYSSSSS ARE SO ANNYOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think its because....i actually don't know. I don't understand why people would jsut RANDOMLY STOP LIKEING ME!

WHAT IS HAPPENING TO THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ifeel un-loved. Red-alert.

XP

But getting to happier news; Math was fun. My friend proved to me that 1+ 1 DOES NOT equal window. She proved that it does infact, equal 3.
XP

Lmfao, MATH GENUIS! (hahaha. next week we're gonna prove that 2+2 = cat, not fish).
Also on the brighter side of the story, i had misner today.

It sucked, but who ever learned anything from sucsess!?!?!? Ya, thats right. NO ONE BUT FREDDIE MURUCRY!
<33333

(OH! Speaking of my husband<3..i finally got my T-shirt from donating to the Freddie Murucry Phenios  Chairity Organization for raising money to help prevent AIDS!)
(Its so awsome! It has my hubbie's face on it and says: "Livver of life, Singer of Songs" Which is on my Hubby's tomb! EEEE! FREDDIE!)

Ya. It was like everyone got: Your beautiful, and you have red earing, and "you have nice eyes".

But me? OHHH NOOOO! Why should i ever get a compliment right?! I get
"You annoy the fuck out of me!"
lmfao...it was great. made me feel awsome. and oh! Here's another one of my favorites
"What happened to your eyebrows" Its a touchy subject, and i like..cried. (internally).

But ANYWHORE, It is Misner. its the honest truth, so i understand. We're all friends at the end of it all. It just SUCKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
lmfao. (not really). But With the "you annoy the fuck out of me" I felt really alive and in the moment. I even said "fuck". I was so proud of myself for being terrible.

I let the I.D. out of me. Obviously, we all know that i'm stuck in EGO, but i was proud that my I.D. came out. XP

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO....Adjenea came back today for a visit. And she is gonig to Canada next....

need I say any more on that topic? NO! MOVING ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My cat is asleep on my keyboard. Its really hard to type, so i'm just gonna leave.
I'm not sure if we are blogging on the plays, but i will anyways later..so
BYE!<333

Hayley Michelle

Sacrifices must be made

PG=100 (doesnt start yet. I know...just...ya).

I jst got home from the WORST GUITAR/VOICE LESSON IN HISTORY OF ALL TIME. It just really SUCKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

I have never been this embarressed/ashamed/in need of a good ass-whooping since i was little.

I need to start being serious.
I need to crack down the whip and be real.

I'm just lost so much right now.
I could use some guidence guys...so hear me out please:

I was supposed to work on my album(demo)...you know, rehersing music. Writing it down. He was also going to help me with my song book for auditioning and resume and stuff...
I LEFT EVERYTHING ON THE STAIRS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 I wanted to die..and thats not the worst!
So i hand wrote all my homeworkwith him..then i relized that i suck and i cant play guitar because i have no rythm , my timeing is always to fast, i miss read notes and my finger placment is always off.
Then my voice cracked in warm-ups, (not the good way), i couldn't stop yawning and then when i was guitar improving i broke a string.

AGGGGGGGG@$@&*(*UJOI#Q*@^THUIOG)&^%$#WEDFGHJIP{+_#%$^&!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So now my parents think that this "isn't for me" and maybe i should just stop because its a waste of time because im not good enough. and that i'm not improving enoguh...
And i want to say i am..but im not becuase im lazy and a terrible person.

They say they will continue me in this, but i have to start sacrificing things.
Like playwriting, and friends, and other important stuff to me.

I want to say i'll do it, becaseu i cannot live without my music..but i dont know.

Please help.


Hayley Michelle

Im a rebel...OHHH YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PG=100 (still doesnt start yet, but i CANT HELP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

lmfao. Listening to my friends song "OHHH YA!!!!" its so bad that its AWSOME!!!

There is this 9 year oldi met at singer?\/song writing classes and he sings like Ethel Merman. and he is singing a Hard Rock song about a fat guy going to a buffet.
it just makes me happy. <3333

Anywhoo, Had i good day.
My friends from my old school made a surprise party for me! Today is there last "Summer Hurrah!" before they start their first offical year at the EB highschool. And they came to school today and got me to go for one last party!

oh was it interesting.

I had My friend Megan (from elementry school), my midget FAITHYYY, my Quazio Moflo Cheasley and my egplant Lauren, and my DOUCHEBAG STINKY FISH..DANNY.
Remeber him? Well...its fun to party. We're not friends, i still hate him..but he does good truth or dares!

We went to mall after "Singing and Dancing in the rain". (XP).
Then Lauren, who magically had a box of eddiments Choclate and Powdered Donuts, said "lets go try on Bra's!"

i got a picture of Danny in a bra. (haha, oh blackmail). And i did makeup on Megan, and Faith did mine.
then we ate donuts, and went to Spencers and i got some shorts and we all chipped in for a stripper pole. We're sending it to Megan's cousin for her birthday. <3 (inside joke...)
Then we saw a picture booth n took pictures. And then i walked 2 miles IN HEELS back to Faiths house and we all went swimming in her pool with all our clothes. Skinny jeans and all.
then we made a Bond Fire and i kinda blew it up. (XP)

DO YOU KNOW..THAT IF YOU PUT A ROCK IN FIRE, THAT IT EXPLODES?!?!?! CUZ I DIDNT!!!! XP

Oh MwhahahahahahahahahHAHAhAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lmfao, Anyhoee...Ya. Lately i find that i've been a reble.

Like, i went to an amusment park (not 6 flags. im still banned), and you know those roller coasters taht you take pictures on when you go down a step climb/hill whatever thingy?
well me and my friend got a picture of us giving the camera the middle figer!
I shouldnt be proud of that, but i am because that was the first *Bad Ass* thing i've ever done! I NEVER flip the bird! (except jeffory Cantor class, but thats diffrent). And after that i've just been bad.
Like Today, i went for Chinse food with my parents..and there was a fish tank that said "DONT TAP THE FISH TANK"
GUESSS WAT!!...I tapped it.

Ya, im bad. TO THE BONEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

I have to go do masks now, so TOO-DA-LOO

OH YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11


Hayley Michelle <3 <3 <3

DOUBLE SPACEEEE

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We dont start Blogger offically until Monday, but its always  good to get ahead of the game!

So...today was my first OFFICAL day of school..n it was AWSOME!

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO looking foward to Main Stage. WRITING! YAY!
Also looking foward to Reading the plays this year for Theatre! <3333

So anywhoo..i told Ms.Aladren that i would post on my Blog why they Double Spaced back in the ye' old days (XP)...so here it tis!!!!

Q: Why did they use DOuble Spaces after a period?

A:
It is generally accepted that the practice of putting two spaces after a period (or other punctuation) at the end of a sentence is a carryover from the days of typewriters with monospaced typefaces. Two spaces, it was believed, made it easier to see where one sentence ended and the next began. Most typeset text, both before and after the typewriter, used a single space.

"The only time more than 1 space was used in a line of type was when we had to justify the line to the full margins."
— _{Madisonhank, describing typesetting before digital type}

Today, with the prevalence of proportionally spaced fonts, some believe that the practice is no longer necessary and even detrimental to the appearance of text.

(Rightfully stolen from http://desktoppub.about.com/cs/typespacing/a/onetwospaces.htm)

Love,
Hayley Michelle <3

RSAC WRITING GENIUS

PG=100 (sorry! cant help myself!)

Ok, so this was something i wrote back in RSAC. We had a writing workshop with Stephenie (insert last name that i cant remember). She was great, and our assighnment was to write the story of  our partner's "first Kiss". I was paried up with this girl, Chenelle, (she's cool), And this is her story, IN SHAKESPERIAN AMBIC PANTAMITER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (well twords the end, but all is in old english)<3333 (i is a genius)



My first kiss? What really is the first kiss? Is it the mother’s, when she lays them upon your forehead on the starry night of sole creation? Or the father’s, who greet you home with butterflies and Eskimo’s? Or does it belong to the first crush of noble youth. The first love to catch your fancy, and the first to see you back through the rose tinted glasses…yes. Upon this case in time, yes.

   Twas not too long ago, but far too distant to recall all detail. Youth eludes you when you need it most, in times of reminiscing and remembrance. But I remember the sum of it; the number adding more or less to the actual…the palace of knowledge upon papyrus and page is where the play take place. Playmates often turn to jesters in time of love’s game, and turn dreams to nightmares, secrets to truths. My eyes had rested upon his for time to long to measure, and devotion invisible became too desperate to sustain still. Upon companions of mine, knowing these sacred truths had spotted the key of my heart wandering upon isles of isles. Without my recognition, one had slipped away like grains of sand in my cellophane hand and had met in the median of the clustered shelves that isolated him from my place of being. And as the slithering snake parted her lips, words unbearable to my thought had begun to pour out. Upon what I had hoped would never know, he had discovered. My mates had urged us to share a holy palmer’s touch; but I no Juliet nor he any Romeo. Unrequited, was my biggest fear. Unrequited was what I was sure he had felt,, and so I fled; fueled on embarrassment, shame and the pain of my slowly cracking heart and kept my dreams of holy palmers touch to the attic of my cloudy mind.I had slowed down to a stop, and I leaned against a pillar. Oh, how I wished I could have been this pillar; tall and sturdy; unbreakable. Solitary and stationary, and never needing to feel the sting of the painful cupid arrow. Oh how I wish I could just disappear like rain in to the sky…but also I could not, nor I cannot.

So I sat there in my sorrow. I sat there until it felt like the hands of time had halted to a stop and every move I had made was slowed down, like walking completely submerged into water. Life would have gone on like that for me if not for his hands touching my face. My love had come after me, and for seconds we just leaned against the pillar. His gentle hand upon my face, brushed my wired hair away from my forever seeing eye. And almost like a movie, we had moved only moments and we touched. The softness of thine lips pressed against mine and my lips held on like fire to a candle-wick. But it was no fire. No fireworks or signs, but it was simple, plain and beautiful bliss. For first kiss, shouldn’t be confused with first love; and although I had called him love, it was not true.

  Friends are friends, and lovers are lovers; and we may love our friends but we must never forget that love is never a friend. So my first kiss, beautiful and lovely. I shared it with someone I love, but not in the idealistic way. I love him, I still do, but a friend’s love is all I ask of. Isn’t that the best? Love of a friend. It is better to be loved by a friend than any other, and a friend’s love can never truly die. Tis eternal like the sun, and although sometimes shines dim or dull, tis forever truly lovely and rare like the fall.

I BACK! IM BACK IM BACK!!1...Did i mention that IM BACK

Pg=100 (School hasnt started, but now i cant help but post that!)
 OMIFG: IM BACK.

I didnt post because i wasn't sure exactly what to say. ive been back for QUITE a while now...just waiting...for the moment....
(ITS NOT THE MOMENT! lmfao, RSAC <3)
I've learned a great amount of stuff at my time at RSAC, and i think i have...matured...ish. HAHAHA,
in person i am better, in my writing? IM PSYCO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (hehehe...what?! I still want my hyper fun! Ill be quite...i promise...later. XP)

Ok...so things i learned at RSAC:

1. No one cares what you do, as long as it gets done.
2. Im bi-polar as FUDGE!
3. I have piano seperation angsiety.
4. I do not do well in "groups".
5. I am an old soul.
6. BO F*#%in WHO! (curtisy of Kevin Kittle <3)
7.  I am a writer/singer/songwriter. NOT AN ACTOR.
8. When i dont talk people still dont like me.
9. Im a smart ass.
10. I have issues. XP
11. Im too talented for this world. (that one i made up..but ya. its true)
12. I am also verry vain and seld centered. (working on it...starting tomarrow)
13., This is a very long list
14. it is also very depressing
15. maybe i should stop.
16. LAST ONE
17. I PROMISE
18. Ok..here it goes
19. THE MOST IMPORTANT THING I LEARNED FROM RSAC IS...
20. I love you. <3

Being away from writing was really hard for me. I mean, i tried hand writing. But i cant spell (i cant spell here..so whats the diffrence again?)
Well...the diffrence is that IM SLOW AND MY HAND WRITING LOOKS LIKE DROOL AND I MISS MY BLOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGg.

I have done lots of writing and i cant wait for the school year to start.
I feel like i have started to find myself...sort of. & i look foward to starting a bette,r professional year.

New start.
Problem is,  i got rid of all my friends from school because they all suck and they never liked me anyways..So im going to be on the quest of FINDING MY SELF...all alone...
But really, its a quest that one must travle alone.
No one should know you better than you..unless you are the president of their fanclub. They should know you better.

Ive started writing my music, and taking it very seriously. But ive come to a fork in the road...

My "peers" are telling me that i have to decide between music and writing. they say i need "focuss on whats important. I do too much. I need to be perfect at one thing, rather than good at everything".

So its a decicion that is REALLY hard.
Any advise would be great right now...
<3

Ok, will talk later...and post some writing i did while at RSAC.
So TA-TA for now....

Hayley Michelle <3

COLLEGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Going of to college tommarrow. EXCITED! So this is my last blog for a month, (not like i've been blogging lately anyways). when ever i get a chance i will blog. Gonig to keep a journal so that way i can postevery day "blogs" when i get back. The entire journal. <3

now, WHO"S READY FOR SOME COLLEGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Hayly Michelle

N3RD SONGGGG

This is my Nerd song that i  promised everyone on facebook. I Think its pRETTY epic!!!

So here it isssss: ENJOY

VERSE: I got my/ big glasses with the thick black rim/ I got my 80’s Scooby-doo t-shirt tuck in my/  mom jeans/ with high top sneaks/ got the tap around my glasses and I look pretty neat/ got/ x-box/ cooling off from last night/ from my/ inter-galactic online fight/ with/ the boy next door/ who just got the chills/ cuz he/ just saw my epic gaming skills/ I kicked his butt in Halo: reach/ L.A. Noire and Fable III/ but/ When we got to portal/ I was so immortal/ Defeating Wheatley then Co-op mode/ He came over some/ Rock-band/ after I beat his high-score/ we played Broadlands/ Batman: Arkam Asylum/ Can’t wait for the sequel/ so we just played Conan/

PRE-CHORUS: And All last night/ it was super-awesome total hot nerd fight/ cuz/ in the of geek-atutide I WIN/ Again/

CHORUS: So You can/ Call me a nerd/ Cuz that’s what I am/ So it all you want/ I don’t give a damn/ You can call me a geek/ but that’s not me/ cuz nerds are a different species/ of/ out-casts/ coming from the past/ cuz every one is secretly/ a LOSER/ like  you/ like me/

VERSE:Got my/ ANIME-NEXT/ ticket purchased/ and NORUTO can go suck it/ cuz/ Full metal Alchemists/ Kicks its butt/ every day of the week/ ya/ If we want me/ I’ll be in the book store/ checking out/ the manga boys/ that/ look Pilipino/ but are actually American/ and part wear-wolf/ no that’s twighlight/

PRE-CHORUS:And/ Youwi for yuri/ That’s all I really have to say/

CHORUS: So You can/ Call me a nerd/ Cuz that’s what I am/ So it all you want/ I don’t give a damn/ You can call me a geek/ but that’s not me/ cuz nerds are a different species/ of/ out-casts/ coming from the past/ cuz every one is secretly/ a LOSER/ like  you/ like me/

BRIDGE: I’ve collected all the Pokémon/ from Abra to Zubat/ And all the Yugi-oh cards/ Hot wheels/ BEAT THAT!?? Cuz/ I’m the queen of all the nerds/ and/ Role-playing is not absurd cuz/ I like playing Star trek/ and doing the SULU DANCE!/ And filing the internet with more/ stupid cats/ with more stupid cats!!!

CHORUS: So You can/ Call me a nerd/ Cuz that’s what I am/ So it all you want/ I don’t give a damn/ You can call me a geek/ but that’s not me/ cuz nerds are a different species/ of/ out-casts/ coming from the past/ cuz every one is secretly/ a LOSER/ like  you/ like me/ like  you/ like me/ like  you/ like me/ like  you/ like me/ like  you/ like me/ I don’t know how to end this SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The end.

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH

LOOOSINGGG ITT!!!!
I have theater finals tomorrow and I can’t eat anything. I need to study. Every time I go to eat food I think about how it’s un-healthy, not green, and I feel sick.
This usually happens when I get stressed.
THE INFORMATION IS NOT STICKING IN MY BRIAN!!!!!
RAWR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IM LOOSING IT!!!!!!
I also just had the most mean and depressing conversation with my parents ever. I just realized the entire world is superficial and part of the "plaster parade" and I hate the universe.

My parents want me to find new friends because they are "poor and ugly".
I just don't get it. They think that they are all jealous of me and are going to rob me and hate me because I’m "pretty".

They don’t hate me; I’m pretty sure that’s the opposite of FRIENDS.
They're just mad because I hang out with nice people.
Especially my mom. She always wants me to be "popular" and stop "hanging out with losers".

So what, they’re not on the fudging cheerleading team, but in the long run they are going to be some-what more successful than half the kids in my school.

I just don’t get it; why are people so judging on looks? I mean, I understand; and being a hypocrite I think it’s wrong even though I do it too.

I just...HATE THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My mom wants me to do this "Quick Trim" diet with her.
Yuk.
How about...no. But I can’t tell her that, she's my mom.

Thinking about just running away to join a convict or just continue living a lie.

God I hate stupid decisions like that; you can never win!!!!

GRRRRRRR....
REALLLY FLIPPING about theater final. I CANNOT fail!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Hayley Michelle

My life has flahed before my eyes, and im not impressed. wow.

Just got back from running home. It started raining and lightning and thundering while i was walking home and i freaked. i ran for MY LIFEEE> I saw a tree snap in half. Its down my block, I was scared shitless!!! THAT COULD HAVE BEEN ME!!!
So i RAN, and next thing i know im in my snuggie watching "Amazing Wedding Cakes".
I look outside to see it POURING rain.
And i think: I was out there...and now im here.......???

Ya. If that doesn't burn calories then the canadians have won.

Hayley Michelle

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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LAST DAY FOR BLOGGING! (not for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Freking out, have to do my essays.
wich reminds me:
GOT TO GO !!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (insert head explosion)

Hayley michelle

29 out of 53!!!!! CELBRATING WITH DENNY'S!!!!

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i actually hate dennys...but whatever. XP (ohj, stupid, bad, inside joke).
Yesturady was AUDITION NIGHT (wierd...it was actually held in the day. XP) (wow, use that emoto-con alot. haha. XP).
29 out of 53!!!!

That was my Dog Sees God monolugue rating.
<333333333333333333333333333333333

So proud.
Today was the babies birthday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABIES!
It is also FINISH PLAYS DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So...gotta get started on that.
so...ya XP

Hayley Michelle

Torn in the heart

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I'm crying right now SOOOOOOOO much!!!

Dressy Dinner was Beautiful. Ms.Mack did an AMAZING job. She should be an interior desighner. It was beautfiul<33333

Everyone looked like super-models. Miguel was hiding his hickies (or getting in touch with his femenine side. XP. Lmfao, i only pick on him because i can get away with it. no offense. XP)

It was awsome. I have blisters on my blisters, And everyone is going off to collage!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some of the seniors are going to be in my backyard, others are MILES AND MILES AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



I met a new person today: (getting out of sad mode before i cry): Hope. She graduated Last year, i think and is
AWSOME!

She is in Ohio for Playwriting, so we had a long, great, epic talk about it. Got her email, and hopefully we will keep in contact to discuss writing, plays, and Ohio.

She really talked to me alot about Play writing, an d i learned al.ot. I really feel that my knitch is in writing, but i'm very interested in acting and desighn too.

I don't know, but for now i think i'll stick to play writing.
SPEAKING OF SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CAGES FOR ANIMALS: FREEDOM FOR SALE
WILL BE DONE BEFORE MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Hayley Michelle

Girlfriend Trainer

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So...hi everyone. I'll talk about Freshie showcase later....(trama n drama n my personaly screw up and my FAT ASS).

I have EXTREAME writers block and its pissing me offffffffffffffffffff.

I mean, i haven't written a good song in 2 weeks! THATS TERRIBLE!

But i think this is the best one i have been able to come up with:

Tell me what you think of it so far: its the best i can do. It's called Girl Friend trainer, i'lll probably post it on youtube later if i decide it doesn't suck. here you go:

VERSE: Are you seriously/ coming to me/ after all the time/ we spent together looking at our history/ are you/ really coming up to me/ and asking/ for advice on how to train your Barbie girlfriend/ its/ not my fault that she is just a little hot mess/ and/ how could I control her flirting crazy antics/ if/ you don’t like the way she is then you can’t change/ only thing to do/ is to dump her Kim Kardashian ass/

PRE-CHORUS: But/who am I to tell you/ what to do/ only the girl you should/ have ended up with/ until Malibu here hitched up on you like a leach/

CHORUS: I’m not gonna teach your girlfriend/ to be more like me/ something’s cant be change/  something’s  should just stay the same/ for here kind of “people” you might need a dog trainer/ Cuz she’s a little female dog and I am the girl you really want/

VERSE: So/ what are you still standing here/ and staring at me/ I told you my answer now will you just leave/ hey/ it’s not my problem if your girlfriend has two left feet/ you’re the one who wanted her over me/ should I care/ that you girl friend won’t let you go out/ no/ I don’t think so/ your life’s not really my problem/ since/ you left me for Cali Barbie/ now crawling back and want me/

PRE-CHORUS:It’s kind of sweet/ that you’ve finally had an epiphany/ that i/ am the girl that should be with/ but seriously/ you/ made up your mind/. And crossed the line/ too many times/ and you can have me back when I die/

CHORUS:I’m not gonna teach your girlfriend/ to be more like me/ something’s cant be change/ and something’s just should stay the same/ for here kind of “people” you might need a dog trainer/ Cuz she’s a little female dog and I am the girl you really want/

BRIDGE: 1/ one thing we need to get straight is that/ 2/ too much talk of your girlfriend just shut up/ 3 words that you can say to her to make your problems go away/ go away

CHOURS: I’m not gonna teach your girlfriend/ to be more like me/ something’s cant be change/ and something’s just should stay the same/ for here kind of “people” you might need a dog trainer/ Cuz she’s a little female dog and I am the girl you really want/

For the First time, i feel nomral =)

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EEEE!!!! I FEEL SO NORMAL!!!!!!!

Had a great rehersal, even thoguh i screwed everything, AND I MEAN EVERYTHING, up...<3

Get yelled at by Aladren again because of my "barbie- toe" addiction, and then i cried in the dressing room and Jess made me feel better.
She's so sweet. <3

All i remember hearing was "Your going to get kicked out of the program".

Of course, tahts not what she said, but i have deformed ears...so i only hear the dramatic, devestating, shitty stuff i dont want to hear.

She said that "She normally gives up on you in Sophmore year...but..."

And i flipped!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was SO DEVESTATING FOR ME!!!

Its just that, i was tring so hard to o what she wanted, but i was kind of blindishly doing it...so i did it wrong.

And if she did it to scare me, or if she ment it...i don't know. All i know is that she SCARED THE LIVING SHIGGLES OUT OF ME!!!!

And then brian came to talk to me about it later. We talked about walls and other stuff, and fatatitude and stuff...

But, no offense to Ms.Aladren...but what Brian had said to me in the 30 minutes we talked, made more sence than everything Ms.Aladren had told me all year.

I mean, He r stuff was INCREDABLY HELPFUL!!! Its jsut that...i think hearing it from peers, and people my age going throguh the same thing...really helped.

I mean, Ms.Aladren still scares me to death...so i wouldn't neciarrily call her a "peer". But  i trust her more than my everything and her opinion means SOOOOOO MUCHHHHHHHHHh to me.
Its jsut most of the time i dont get her opinion. XP

But thats ok. I'm worknig on ittttt
<3
<3
<3

When we were leaving and changing, everyone was bering so....theater like. XP

It made me feel SO normal.
It was just a great feeling. And got some "newish" blocknig today from Gabe/Aladren, and it was AWSOMEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Freshmen showcase?
GONNA KICK SOME BOOTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hayley Michelle

Ugg

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Parental unit is pissing me off. They are angry at me because i'm tired and upset that i have 4 essays to write tomarrow and that i suck at everything. Actually. its just my Dad thats home............so ya.

He is still repeating his "i've done exactly what you've been doing" speech again.

Still freaking out.

I'm going to ruin my freshmen showcas. It was painful not to laugh. And it was terrible. God, I think i'm to critical some times. But i'm also a nit-picker and insaine...so ya.

Can't please anyone. Broke my sparkle heels. =(

Everyone is mad at me when i'm "fake" (aka, happy). And everyone hates me when i'm normal.

My normal is just usally me crying because I hate my life and I get down on myself "too hard".

Ugg. just...frustration. I'm driving my self INSAINE WITH STRESS>

I just really, really, reallllyyyyyyyy don't want to fail. I want to have perfect grades. really badly. I want to have a perfect GPA.REALLLY BADLY.
And most of all...i REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLLYYY want to be able to look back at my freshmen showcase, and be some what proud of it.
Because at the moment, i just want to go and die because I mess up alot and i don't know how to fix it. Jess and Gabe are awsome for putting up with me,  I would have seriously flipped out on me if i were them.

Ugg, why can't  I just...ugggggggggggg.

Hayley Michelle

IMPORTANT LESSON TIME

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Probably dont have to blog today becauseI stayed after for Freshmen Showcase Tech...but I felt like I didn't do anything.
So i'm blogging.
<3


Learned an important lesson today: (scratch that, LessonS)

1. EAT FOOD BEFORE TECH REHERSAL
2. DON'T TAKE ACEDRINE ON AN EMPTY STOMACH BECAUSE YOU WILL THROW UP
3. PAINT IS HARD TO GET OUT OF BLISTERS
4. DO NOT USE THE SINK IN THE DRESSING ROOM EVER AGAIN
5. NEVER GO TO MRS. SIPIRELLI FOR ADVICE,GUIDENCE AND OR ANYTHING.
6. I SUFFER FROM POST-PMS. EXTREAME POST-PMS.


1. Didn't feel so well today at rehersal. I took a few advil's and was dissy, but made it through. I personally, don't think its "being a hero", Or how everyone likes to say "pushing to hard"... I just think that ill-ness or pain should be ignored. You could get more work done if you put it asside. Also learned that I cannot sit still. Tech rehersal was created so we could tech. i want to tech and help. So next time i will eat so i can help more. Sorry.

2. I think this one is self-explanitory.  When i got home i threw-up alittle...but i'm ok now. <3

3. Got paint on an open blister.

4. I washed my pianted blister out in the Dressing room sink. (My bad. SORRY!) And it clogged. So i used a cup and transfered the water into the bathroom. cup. by. cup. So i unclogged it, but...ya.

5. Personal drama with my wieght obbsession and stuff. I went to Mrs.Sipirelli to talk about it, and she told me i need to "get over it, becasue there is nothing we can really do about it". (alittle incedent about me and my wieght and my friends. All fixed now. We got to go to Mrs.Spinello for peer mediation).

6. So Just to clear this up: I love my parents, their awsome. and I would NEVER talk to them like that, ever! Its jsut that i suffer from Post-PMS. Like, EXTREAME mood swings. I mean, the tiniest things set me off (like a wild goose chase through the school for the Freshmen Schowcase set). And it was just NOT MY DAYYYY.


But i survived! So i'm happy.
<3
<3
<3

Hayley Michelle

TITLE-LESS

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Just got back from Barnes and Nobels.

Going to see my friend in "Hairspray" :tonight at Playhouse 22. Good luck, Jenna!

Finished reading Much Ado About Nothing  By Shakespeare.
It was sooo funny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
I loved the plot and everything. Next Shakespeare project is  to read is Richard III.

Hahaha, loved it!

<3
<3
<3


So, thasts about it. Nothing wierd/awsome today. <3

ha
ha
ha

Hayley Michelle

Am I Fat?

Pg=100

Not doing so well today. In english. I finished all my work today so I get to blog.

Friend Drama.

Ugg. I had an appiontment with guidence later but had to post-pone it until monday because another girl involved, my friend Meghan, fainted from an anxiety attack. Me and my friend Jessicia (not in theater) carried her to the nurse. we stayed wityh her there until this period.

so friend drama.

I have 5 people that sit at my lunch table: Emily (from theater), Meghan, John (that stupid guy that got me in trouble. He still fallows me and is friend's with Emily, but I dont talk to him. mad at him for making a cruel jew joke, and other things that i won't discuss online) and Hermineo.

so Hermineo and Meghan hate eachother, I hate John, and Emily dislikes Hermineo and Hermineo isn't nice to emily.

I wasn't in lunch yesturday because i was to busy crying in math, so Hermineo told me that they (John and Meghan) were talking about how fat I am yesturday when I wasn't there.

and I flipped out on Meghan (due to the fact that she was the only one there with me at the time involved besides Hermineo), and Meghan flipped out on Hermineo because she says it was a 'fat lie'.

Meghan said that Hermineo only said that because she wants me not to be friends with Meghan anymore and to start drama, but hermineo says its the truth and only wants to protect me as a friend.

I don't know who to belive and afraid to go back in lunch because i feel really fat and stupid now, and so i'm not talknig to either one of them until we get to guidence and i know who what the truth is.

but I hope Meghan gets better. I feel so bad for her....

Starving!!!!!
Didn't get a chance to go to lunch because i was helping meghan to the nurse.

Hungry. going to the mall after school with jessicia (again, not in theater) and her boyfriend.

going to get a lgiht bite there.....

Ugg! Why did they have to bring up my weight! freaking out.

Hayley Michelle

My Dearly Beloved DoucheBag Stinky Fish

When i went to the Royal Shakespeare class with everyone in theater... i learned a new word;
Douche-bag Stinky Fish.

I doubbed my stupid-ass man-whore ex-boyfriend, Danny Douche-bag stinky fish.

I can never forget what he did to me.

Besides the fact that no one allows me too.

My dad always says we'll "get back together".

Like he did today during dinner.

I spent the rest of the night in the car.

I'm not talknig to dad until he drops douche-bag Stinky Fish from my life.

He doesn't understand...or really know about what he did to me.

After EVERYTHING i did for him....

I cut off my hair for him. I jumped of a cliff. I spilled soda on a girls dress during a halloween party jsut to be near him.
I took him shooting, I took him to a sleepover in the museum of natural History. I took him to private showings of national art museums. I went out of my way to find the one drive-in movie theater in PA, jsut to watch a special showing of Trans-formers with him.
I took him parra-sailing, and scuba-diving. I took him to see his first meteroshower.

What did he do for me?

Told me he "loved me", slept with my best friend, dated my other friends, denied many of our flings, shot wasps at me with his STUPID friends, made fun of me, took ADVANTAGE of me and told me i had no talent and i wouldn't get into the school i am now because i'm a stupid, silly girl.

Why would i waste my time with him?

i wont.
i never will again.

But my dad thinks i'll go "crawling back to him.I always do".

=(

He wants him as his kid instead of me.
He likes him. He doesn't know the misery, and torture and shit he has put me through.

i hat edouche-bag stinky fish. And i hate the fact that my parents think that thhat is the best i can do.

cause I might not have the best self-asteem..but i seserve better then the dirt on the bottom of your basment floor.

I deserve much more then a douche-bag stinky fish.


Hayley Michelle

ITS SATURDAY! SATURDAY! GOTTA GET DOWN ON SATURDAY!!!

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Going to Gabe's house on saturday with Jess to reherse .Not his house, but we'll go to a park or something but MEET at his house. lmfao.

Got 8 PAGES DONE TODAY!!!!

Our set arrives 2marrow.
I'm awsome. <3

Hayley Michelle

Mental retardness

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LONGEST MENTAL BREAKDOWN EVERRRR!!!!!

Seriously;  the kinko's meltdown ended today in English calss.

wow.
I cried the entire dayyyyyyyyyyyy.

=(

Better now.
<3
<3
<3
<3
<3
<3
<3

Ms. Aladren really helped. I've just been really stressed lately, need a mental health day PRONTO.

Hayley Michelle

More nerves

My journal B4 explains most of it.,

What i did on play today; rehersed.

the end.

Still freaking out too much to blog correctly.


Please excuse me while i go flip out on my cat about color coating.

bye.
Hayley Michelle

Nerves

PG=100

Just got home from having a nervous breakdown in the middle of kinko's.

My cat sprayed on my script so i had to get a new one.
>=(

And i lost it; about highlighters.

I wanted them so i could color coat and my mom wouldnt let me buy the 4 dollar markers.

So i flipped. also ranting about Freshmen showcase, failing, finals, essays, plays and other things.

I've been really stressed out lately.

I just dont want to mess up.

I just feel that when i go out there i am going to laugh.
Laughter is contagious!

I need to start working on the paly in public to see how to resist laughing.

I'm just so nervous. I'm so tired.
I've been working everyday after school with Jessica on the paly.
And my finals, and extra credit. My homework and my other studies. And RSAC and other stress i have upon my shoulders;

its really getting to me.

Today i flipped out at Meghan because i had a string on my dress.

I tell you, i'm losing it.

Bt damn, can't my mind wait to go insaine AFTER freshmen showcase?!?!?

need help.
Freaking out.


Hayley Michelle

SHOUT and MUTTER

Guess wich one i am?!?!?!

Hard?!?!?
Yesssss. (ha.)

That is our new nick-names according to Gabe.

i like them.

Althoguh i prefer Shout-y.

Everything sounds cute when it has a y at the end.
Seriously:

Farty
Gassy
Gunny
Killy
Fucky
Bunny
Hayley

Duh.

XP

Worked on Table work after school with Jess. Had fun. Got through it...sorta. lmfao. Blocking now, gotta get in touch with gabe about the set;

I can't get the round booth, but i ahve 2 sings and 3 doubles.

Whatever; gonna explain tomarrow.
<3
<3
<3


Hayley Michelle

I hate pants. Not as much as Canada, but still a pretty strong hatred.

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Sitting in my underwear blogging and eating a honey-dew kabob. Everything is better on a stick.
<3

It took me w2 minutes to figure out how to take of my belt; so I just ripped it. (It was a little tight anyways. and ugly too).

I just hate pants;

They are SO restricting. And they itch and rub against your leg. They get sweaty and it always takes you like a few minutes to get them on and off, and then you have to get it in your shoes so that it doesn’t look stupid, unless their flair jeans, then you want them over the shoe. And then you have to make sure you have the right brand and...And...IT’S SO FRUSTRATING!

I seriously just want to live in a dress.
I WILL SOW IT ONTO MY BODY; I give up.

And shorts! Everyone thinks shorts are ok, but they're not.


They pants.

Just shorter.
GREAT, I get itch closer to their then instead of my low legs. Thank you let me right you a hallmark card.

>=(

And everyone always complains; your shorts are too short.

Well, DUH!
They shorts.
They're SUPOSSED TO BE SHORT!
Do I have to spell it out for ya?!?!
S
H
O
R
T

Pequena. Small. Less mass. SHORT!

Seriously, I don’t get people these days.

Yum, honey dew cabob.

Thinking about being a comedian in space.
That would be awesome, seriously; No gravity jokes are the new frontier!
Now, I just have to think of a few.

I bet I can make fun of space food.
I can make fun of allot of things. I've been told I’m good at it.

I've been hanging around jess too much, or I’ve either drank ALOTTT of coffee; I feel REALLLYYY HYPER!

Wannna go jogging.
Its night, and I’ll probably get lost, take a wrong turn, go down the wrong block and get raped, but that’s ok!
I'll be fit. =)

Having a fun day. Thinking about what to wear tomorrow; I seriously don’t want to wear pants.
ugg. ...pants.
But if I wear a dress, Ms.Aladren will yell at me again.

But what if it’s not a fancy dress? I plain black one...with only a few ruffles.....hmmmmmmm.....
idk.

I’m just gonna go naked.
Ya, let’s go with that one.


Hayley Michelle

YOUNG PLAY WRITES SOCIETYYYY

Ok...jsut got my later back.....from the play contest i entered.
DRUMROLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................!!!!

i didn't advance in competition...=(

But i got far enoguh to have several profesional play wrights read my play, send me back a full analysis and review; and a letter asking me to re-send it next year with new adaptations along with a new play. <3333

Looknig foward to it.

I know i could have done better; but im proud with what i accomplished.
<3333

Hayley Michelle

Forever is not eternity.

for·ev·er

   /fɔrˈɛvər, fər-/ Show Spelled[fawr-ev-er, fer-] Show IPA

–adverb

1.

without ever ending: to last forever.

2.

continually; incessantly; always: He's forever complaining

e·ter·ni·ty

   /ɪˈtɜrnɪti/ Show Spelled[ih-tur-ni-tee] Show IPA

–noun, plural -ties.

1.

infinite time; duration without beginning or end.

2.

eternal existence, especially as contrasted with mortal life: the eternity of god.

3.

Theology . the timeless state into which the soul passes at a person's death.