Fa-la-la-la-la

Hello there. Sorry it has been a while. I finally got Internet up and going. So, I figure I will post once more before the holidays. You probably will not hear from me until school starts up again.

We left on the 13th for Vegas. It's a nice place....well what I have seen of it. Which has been our condo, the grocery store and CVS. Being out of school has been real nice. I have stayed in my pjs for most of the days I have been out here. It snowed two days after we got here. Very unexpected. It hadn't snowed like that here in over 30 years. It was exciting but it all melted by the morning...disappointing. The condo is nice. I like it. Excluding the fact that I do not have a room...

Let me explain why...Originally Brittany was supposed to stay in AZ to go back to school and I am in college.. So, Mom/Dad got a three bedroom condo, figuring that whenever Britt and/or I came to visit we would use the "spare" room. However, Brittany has officially moved out here (go figure) and brought a friend out to help with the move (not to mention to keep Brittany busy and out of all of our hair). So I really cannot even share a room with Britt (no comment). So, I am sleeping on the couch. Not a big deal. I will only be here about a week more (totalling two weeks).

...It took forever to get cable and Internet too. But we have it now, thank goodness!...Christmas will be real quiet this year if not silent. On the 27th Lindsey and Kristen are driving out here to spend a few days with me before we all head back to AZ on the 29th. As much as I love my family, I cannot wait to get out of here. I have truly grown up. I love them to death, I just cannot be there full time any more...it is not good for my health... (I am being just a tad dramatic)...

Hopefully, we will get tickets to the stage show of Mamma Mia, which is here in Vegas, for when the girls get out here.

School starts back up on the 20th. This semester I got all A's and one B. This is embarrassing, the B is in my Orientation to theatre and film class....because I missed one day. I emailed her telling her I was going to miss. She told me to email her my assignment and she would excuse me from participation...Well, she lied. I got zeros in both of those and when I questioned her, she said it was against policy to excuse me without a proper note from a doctor (if she would have told me this I would have gotten one...ugh). I have A's in every other assignment in that class...but since it was only a 5 week class...I got screwed.
I am waiting for my math teacher to post my grade, but I know i have an A....so, as of now i have a 3.8 GPA...which will go up a little.

I am pleased.

random side note...the guy who lives under us....HATES US.....
He came up and complained the other night that we are too loud...
Now before I go to defend my family I will say this: we are (normally) a loud family...
However, He said there is an 11 o'clock quiet time (which is messed up) and it was 11:30.
Mom talked to a lady from the neighborhood and she said that they have been trying to sue the people who built these condos because the walls and floors are very thin and there has been complaints for the slightest of things.
Today mom and I were laying in her bed watching TV, completely still and quiet, and this guy starts banging on his ceiling (basically telling us to be quiet)....UH HELLO.....
We have been relatively quiet...yet he keeps complaining on us....W/E

Anyway, other than that things are just peachy. That wasn't as sarcastic as it sounded.

I want to wish everyone a Happy Holiday season. I love you all and will either write again sometime this week or after the holidays.

Bon Appetit!
Em

The day has Finally come!!!!

BUT....
I have some bad news. Doubt does not open today like I thought. It will open, in Arizona, on either the 19th or 25th. I was fumed, not really. O-well, I still get to see Kristen today!!!! After the dreaded BIO final....yuck....ugh....

SO there you go.

Ok, I guess I can write a little more.

Yesterday I had my acting final (a monologue) and my calculus final. I feel I did really well on calculus. In acting, I was not prepared or anything. Not to mention it was at 7:30 in the morning. But, according to my teacher, she liked it a lot. I guess being tired helps me emote sadness....who knew.

Tomorrow we leave for Vegas....wha-hoo (sarcastically)....I want to go and I want to see my family...but...It is going to be so chaotic and I have lived the past three months without chaotic...you have to slowly bring it back to me....not all at once (which will most likely happen this weekend.)...

Also, if you could (those of you who do) pray for my family. Not only for the move but for other things that I would rather leave unsaid. Times are hard though.

Well. I should probably go study for bio...then again. If you were to look at my study guide you would see there is no point in studying. It asks you to come up with hypothesis, but how do I know the ones I come up with will be the ones on the multiple choice test? Beats me....so I looked over my notes, prayed, and said, "Brains, don't fail me now."

I will post more, considering I will be using this as my only escape from chaos....I am being dramatic...it won't be that bad...

Bon Appetit!
Emily

I am getting ready to write....

Not just the blog either. It is an overcast Sunday afternoon and I am feeling very inspired to write.
That could also have arisen from my show ending and some bad news on the family front.
BUT nevertheless, I feel like writing.

I will fill you in though on how things are going.
The show, my show, went well! It was a lot of fun! Thursday night (opening night) we had the largest audience, on Friday we had the best audience and probably the best show (in my opinion), and on Saturday we had the smallest audience and the lesser good of the shows. We had more mistakes on Saturday, but only we knew. The other cast members were on top of helping each other out and this kind of show...no one would have been able to tell where the mistakes were. Overall I was very pleased with it and am very glad I was apart of it!

One more week to go, three finals, and then I am off to Vegas. I need a break. School is really good but it is time to take off and relax. Then again, with my family, relaxing comes in its own fashion. Relaxing is not sitting on the beach listening to the wind (anymore)...now relaxing is knowing that things are calm and comfortable even when things are chaotic. I do have a feeling that the two weeks I will be home will be plenty. It's not that I don't love my family, I do with all my heart and soul. I, to much of my parent's dismay, have become more independent. Also being home can be stressful, especially when you have certain issues going on, you have a history of a sister not getting along well with others, and you have a family member who isn't what they used to be and you cannot do anything about it. It is life though. And they are my family and I will always have them, their love and support, and things can only get better (hopefully...if I keep saying that one time I will be right).

I just have to stay faithful, both to my family and God, and I have to not worry as much and, instead, just live my life and worry about things pertaining to me...such as finals, when I need to do laundry, and getting to class on time.

I am rambling now and I know if I keep talking like this Kristen will worry about me and I don't want that.. I don't need to be worried about, I am fine. Just having a moment. It will pass. I know you only worry about me because you love me and I am so blessed to have so many people who love and care about me. Thank you all.

Amanda just got off work and we need to write a critique on a show we saw. So, I am off.

I will write more soon!
Bon Appetit!
Emily

the sands of time

As I sit at my laptop, listening to the ticking of the clock, I try to find the right words. The right words to correctly illustrate what is on my mind. However, I draw a blank. I, instead, continue to daydream about what is there. The sound of a text message interrupts my thoughts along with an obnoxious yell outside of my room. After a brief reply I am back into my thoughts. So many things are passing me by. I cannot decide which to focus on, so I try to focus on all of them. I don't fail, but am overwhelmed. There are the things I want to forget, the things I pine for, and the things that I can only hope will happen. The mixture thickens and my phone goes off again, disturbing what was about to happen. Now I may never know... The phone put aside again, and I try once more for a breakthrough in my thoughts. The overwhelming feeling has no chance to return, the phone quickly alerts me that another text has arrived. This time I do not respond. I close my eyes and listen to what is going on. For some reason all I can focus on is the future...what will become and how will things happen....How am I supposed to focus on the now if all I can think about is what is to be? Why am I so set on this? I do not mean the future as in next week, or even next semester. I, for some reason, am focusing on years from now. My dream career, my dream family, my dream future life and my dream future me. The importance of all this is relies on what is happening today. So, what do I do? I write, I draw, I post and I continue to dream. It may only be a daydream that I have more and more, but it is still a dream worth watching over and over.

Well, I am back to the school life. To justify what was written above: I am in a strange mood. When I get into this mood I find myself writing and drawing more. I do think a lot about my future. My future as in: where will I live, how will I get proposed to, what it would be like to become a working actress, etc. It comes, this mood, every so often. And I find different ways to express myself. Today, it was in some weird narrative. Also, I always just say what happens in my life directly and to the point. I decided to try and spice things up...Lets see how it goes, shall we?

I woke up this morning to the annoying sound of my alarm. A sound that was surprisingly loud. After about four seconds I realized I was using my phone as a pillow, thus the unusual volume penetrating my ear. After another five minutes of not moving, I forced myself out of bed. The first day back to school after a six day weekend. Luckily I packed my backpack the night before, because I was slow getting ready and needed to ride like the wind to get to class on time, which I did. After class (English: the class I cannot stand to be in and I only have two more sessions in after today! YES!), I went and got some breakfast. I placed two biscuits in a bowl and drowned them in gravy, filled a glass with apple juice, and stuffed my face. While eating I received word that Meryl Streep was on the cover of this months Entertainment Weekly. I do not get my issue until I go home in two weeks because that is where my subscription is mailed, so I hurried over to the computing commons to read the fabulous article. This probably started my mood, the one I am currently immersed in. Before I know it I find myself sitting in my biology lecture, listening to the Beatles on my Zune and writing down a shopping list for this weekend. The professor enters and begins the lecture, "Did Nostradamus really predict 9/11?" How that related to biology I do not know. While pondering the meaning of what the professor was up to, I opened my phone to find a new addition to the Marchand family. Pat and Holly's new baby girl. This was exciting because the last time I saw Holly, she was only four months along. Now, there is a new person in this world, and how adorable she is!
Placing my key into my door, I remember that when I returned home yesterday I found our sink leaking and the carpet wet and moldy. I hesitated to enter my room. As soon as the door opened, a putrid stench tickled my nostrils. I put down my bag and immediately rushed out to go report the problem. I was told to call the maintenance department and leave them a message, for they do not answer calls, only messages. Now I must wait to hear back from them, not knowing how long that will take. To get my mind off of the smell, I choose to go through boxes under my bed to sift through what will stay and what will head off to Vegas with the family. A couple hours, and old discoveries, later I sit down at my desk and open my Internet browser. I check my email accounts and begin to surf the never ending web. All of the sudden, it hit me light a lightening bolt. A sinus migraine. I can barely keep open my eyes. I lay my head down on my pillow and moan in agony. Once the pain calmed, only a little bit mind you, I returned to my computer to catch up on last weeks CSI episode. Towards the end Amanda, who was home in Michigan for the holiday break, invites me over to her dorm. She had a terrible headache as well, so we popped some Tylenol and she showed me pictures from her trip home. We then practiced a few songs for our two-man show (which is tomorrow night at 8...ugh) and I headed on home. This blossomed my mood that is causing me to write in this fashion. Like a child I call mom to tell her what I want for Christmas. "Don't laugh," I start, "I want to take singing lessons." There is a pause and then a reply, "Ok, you want them with your banjo too," she jokes. "No, ma I'm serious. I don't want to try and be like Whitney Houston or anything. I just want to be able to sing and not sound terrible. I want to learn how to properly use my voice. To be able to carry a tune if I needed to." Another pause, "I am watching the Grinch, half asleep, can we talk about this tomorrow?" "Sure ma, go to sleep. Sweet dreams."

FIN

I will return tomorrow, and will hopefully have a better post. A more normal, less abstractly artsy one. Until then...

Bon Appetit!
Em