Guess what? For like, the first time ever, something actually really good happened. Ms. Liz nominated me to go to a summer Drama camp!! :D Apparently they went to the drama teacher (Ms. Liz) and the choir teacher and asked who the best students were. A lot of people from the play (my friends!) are going to go. I've heard that it really fun, and we do a musical!
...
Sounds great, right?
Guess what? The camp is June 13-17th. Right when I'm gonna be in Wisconsin. So unless some miracle happens (I'm hoping that the date was a typo) I'm not going. I'm utterly heartbroken. But it's so STUPID! We should have known about this MONTHS ago! The freaking tuition is due tomorrow! We needed this information earlier; then we could have planned our trip to Wisconsin around it. And it sounded like so much fun. But I can't go. :'(
And guess what else? I had a terrible day today.
#1- Someone stole my art project. I had to start over.
#2- Today was the last edvisory. And I didn't even get my math done.
#3- I wrote an email to my health teacher asking why the worksheets weren't online and why some of my grades weren't in, and she announced that in front of the class. She said 'it made her want to scream' it 'was full of stupid questions' that 'the person who sent it hasn't been doing anything right' and crap like that. I didn't hate her before; I do now.
#4. At lunch, a whole bunch of freakish kids sat by me and tormented me
#5- I'm stuck with the worst English class in the history of the Universe. Just sayin'
#6- The kids in Spanish think they're so important.
#7- My grades suck.
#8- My mom yelled at me about it
#9- I'm stuck doing hours of homework now
#10- I can't go to the drama camp.
AARRRRRGGGGHHHHH
Love, Tyler
P.S. Sorry.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
You're a Good Man Charlie Brown
For those of you that are familiar with musical theatre (*cough* Maddie *cough*) you may have heard of a little show called "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown". Yes. It is a musical about Charlie Brown! But it isn't bad... not at all. I love it. I'll put some of the songs on a playlist on here...sometime. Anyway. It isn't Sondheim, but I still think it's amazing. It's happy, upbeat, actually deals with some adultish issues, and gives a great message. It plus it is just plain fun. Fun fun fun.
Anyway, Ms. Liz says that she usually saves Charlie Brown for the ninth-grade theatre class. Well, next year I'm gonna be in the ninth-grade theatre class. And I am currently trying to get her to put it on next year. I have had two conflicting messages from her so far:
A conversation we had in her classroom before school started:
Me: So what are we going to do for the Children's Show next year?
Ms. Liz- I don't know.
Me- Could we do Charlie Brown?
Ms. Liz- Well... (pauses for a moment as she swivels on her swivelly chair and stares at her Charlie Brown poster) I think we could do it. Yeah, we could do it again.
So, practically a thumbs-up, right? Well, in a English journal I wrote to her, I said something like
"MS LIZZZZ WE NEED TO DO YOURE A GOOD MAN CHARLIE BROWN FOR THE CHILDRENS SHOW NEXT YEAR IT WOULD BE SO MUCH FUN PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE PPPPPLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"
And she responded:
"Sorry, I just did that one a few years ago! :("
I'm very confused. I don't know what to think. AHHHHHHH
Love,
Tyler
Anyway, Ms. Liz says that she usually saves Charlie Brown for the ninth-grade theatre class. Well, next year I'm gonna be in the ninth-grade theatre class. And I am currently trying to get her to put it on next year. I have had two conflicting messages from her so far:
A conversation we had in her classroom before school started:
Me: So what are we going to do for the Children's Show next year?
Ms. Liz- I don't know.
Me- Could we do Charlie Brown?
Ms. Liz- Well... (pauses for a moment as she swivels on her swivelly chair and stares at her Charlie Brown poster) I think we could do it. Yeah, we could do it again.
So, practically a thumbs-up, right? Well, in a English journal I wrote to her, I said something like
"MS LIZZZZ WE NEED TO DO YOURE A GOOD MAN CHARLIE BROWN FOR THE CHILDRENS SHOW NEXT YEAR IT WOULD BE SO MUCH FUN PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE PPPPPLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"
And she responded:
"Sorry, I just did that one a few years ago! :("
I'm very confused. I don't know what to think. AHHHHHHH
Love,
Tyler
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Mother Gothel
My favorite part of Tangled is Mother Gothel, undoubtedly. Watch this video and you shall see why.
http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi4017854745/
http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi4017854745/
Yo.
Yo. I'm writing a fairy tale. It's very easy. It's about a blue girl who lives underground. Yo. Check it out. I will post it here when I'm done.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Boys singing VS Girls Singing
When girls are little, they sing like angels! They're perfect on pitch, melody, and they sound so sweet! It makes me cry how adorable they are! Sing, little females, SING! Fill my days with thine rapturous melody! Honey, we HAVE to get her some singing lessons!!!!
Whereas, when BOYS are little, they sing like toads. It's so annoying. Parents have constantly got to tell their little boys to SHUSH, be QUIET, and I've had ENOUGH of the Scooby-Doo theme song! Heavens to Gretchen Almighty, if you're going to sing, we can staple foam on the walls of our coat closet to make it soundproof and throw you in there when you start singing! It's a huge relief for grown people everywhere when little boys reach the age when they realize that they can't sing, that they shouldn't sing, and no one can love a boy who sings. And everyone HATES it when boys sing. So they stay quiet.
Meanwhile, all the little girls are singing karaoke at Christmas parties and Justin Beiber at home. If their brothers are trying to do homework or read or watch something on TV, and their little sister is singing super high and super pretty but still trying to imitate Avril Lavigne, and their brothers ask in the nicest way possible that she please shut her trap, she reacts as though she's been slapped. She tells her parents, who come out and start screaming at her brother(s) "How COULD you?!?!?! I for one, LOVE her singing! Don't EVER tell anyone to stop singing! A beautiful voice is a gift!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1! Let her share it with you!!!!!!!!!"
Later, one of the brothers starts singing a song stuck in his head. Then the parents tell him, with no small amount of disrespect, "Shut up. I'm trying to do something that doesn't involve your hideous voice."
...Okay, I might be exaggerating a little. But all this is from my own personal experience. As is this:
Let's say that one of the boys wants to be a singer when he gets a little bit older. Well guess what? Now the biggest obstacle they've got to overcome is the fear of singing. Their voice gets choked up when they try to sing in front of someone else. They don't even try to sing 'good' like the girls do. They'll mess up. And mostly it's not even a consious decision- it's embedded in their sub-craniums. Don't sing. You suck. Don't sing.
And chances are, that in the time they were 4 years old to however old they are then, they have hardly sung. They don't even know the basics. They don't know how to control their vocal chords to make a certain sound. It's very very hard. There's noise coming out of them that hasn't come out in years, if at all. And there's no freaking way they're singing in front of someone else.
AGGGGHHHHHHH
Thank you. That is all.
Whereas, when BOYS are little, they sing like toads. It's so annoying. Parents have constantly got to tell their little boys to SHUSH, be QUIET, and I've had ENOUGH of the Scooby-Doo theme song! Heavens to Gretchen Almighty, if you're going to sing, we can staple foam on the walls of our coat closet to make it soundproof and throw you in there when you start singing! It's a huge relief for grown people everywhere when little boys reach the age when they realize that they can't sing, that they shouldn't sing, and no one can love a boy who sings. And everyone HATES it when boys sing. So they stay quiet.
Meanwhile, all the little girls are singing karaoke at Christmas parties and Justin Beiber at home. If their brothers are trying to do homework or read or watch something on TV, and their little sister is singing super high and super pretty but still trying to imitate Avril Lavigne, and their brothers ask in the nicest way possible that she please shut her trap, she reacts as though she's been slapped. She tells her parents, who come out and start screaming at her brother(s) "How COULD you?!?!?! I for one, LOVE her singing! Don't EVER tell anyone to stop singing! A beautiful voice is a gift!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1! Let her share it with you!!!!!!!!!"
Later, one of the brothers starts singing a song stuck in his head. Then the parents tell him, with no small amount of disrespect, "Shut up. I'm trying to do something that doesn't involve your hideous voice."
...Okay, I might be exaggerating a little. But all this is from my own personal experience. As is this:
Let's say that one of the boys wants to be a singer when he gets a little bit older. Well guess what? Now the biggest obstacle they've got to overcome is the fear of singing. Their voice gets choked up when they try to sing in front of someone else. They don't even try to sing 'good' like the girls do. They'll mess up. And mostly it's not even a consious decision- it's embedded in their sub-craniums. Don't sing. You suck. Don't sing.
And chances are, that in the time they were 4 years old to however old they are then, they have hardly sung. They don't even know the basics. They don't know how to control their vocal chords to make a certain sound. It's very very hard. There's noise coming out of them that hasn't come out in years, if at all. And there's no freaking way they're singing in front of someone else.
AGGGGHHHHHHH
Thank you. That is all.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
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