Oh, Almighty Goodness.

I'm going through my old xanga entries. I was such a dork in ninth grade. I decided that I want to post my favorite entries on here though. Just to give a more indepth history of my, well, history.

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Surprisingly, life didn't become very interesting until after I quit band. Damn. Theatre was that good for me.

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Uh, not that theatre was that good for me. That sounded weird.

College life.

I've been meaning to write an entry about how 'college life' has changed me.

Not much to write about actually.

I don't know. I realize how much I miss theatre and doing shows. I've been going out every weekend.

That's it. Nothing much has really changed. Which is why I kind of feel like my life is on hold, if only for now. Maybe it's because I'm still at home. I love it, my parents don't care what I do, they're treating Daniel and me with more respect. It's also kind of bad, because they do expect us to do alot more work then we did in high school, which is completely acceptable.

What's wrong with me?

I'm only human.

What a revelation!

All of a sudden, I feel like I'm falling in love. It's like I have this new lease on life!

I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong! There isn't anyone special. It's myself? It's this life right now. I have butterflies in my stomach, and the only thing that is inducing them is myself. What's up with that? I'm giddy!

Really, it's beyond my advanced cognition to state this feeling in words. Besides, I'm only human.

I'm only human.

On the theory of Goodness.

Where does evil come from? It does not stem from anything, but is just there. It lurks in the hearts of man.

Gawd, that's corny but it's true. We all have our own personal demons, who egg us on. But what of us who try to be good?

"Being born with a talent or an inclination for goodness is the aberration."

Oh Elphaba. You and I are so alike sometimes. I'm not raising myself on the pedestal of legend, but I feel that I try to be good. Sure, I can be mean, and cynical, and rude, and dumb. But I try? Isn't that enough?

No good deed goes unpunished.

Is it true? Do people tend to hate the good? Are the good people in life reviled? Are good deeds just a cry for attention?

Is that all good deeds are when looked at with an ice cold eye?

You're right. I am cocky. I know that I am a good singer, and I'm pretty sure that I am a good actor. Is that so wrong? It's not like I go around telling everyone. Maybe it's because I try to be good. Maybe you see me with an ice cold eye, and condemn me to nothing but an attention-whore.

Or maybe it's because I came into that department as a nobody-nothing. And ended up better then you. Maybe you're just jealous that more people like me. I don't understand why I let you get under my skin. Gawd! Because I try to be good? I try, I try! I try to be a good person. I'm not responsible or studious. But I try, I try! I try to be always the polite one. The nice one. The good one. I have my moments. I slip. I'm not always good. But you'll never see me proclaim that I am the most good of all. The least wicked.

Gawd, this whole rant sounds so conceited.

Maybe I should just promise to never do a good deed again. But I can't do that. Elphaba went crazy in the end. The crazy wicked Witch of the West.

You weirdo.

Okay.

So.

There's this weird, cute guy in my algebra class. Not the cute guy who wears his pants low, Michelle, but a different one. He talks to the teacher alot, tells stupid jokes.

There's a guy and girl who sit in front of the cute guy. They flirt alot, talk alot. They think math is boring, and don't care about it. Hey, no big. I don't care about it either.

Today the cute guys raises his hand and says, "Excuse me, can you tell the people in front of me to stop flirting or having foreplay, or whatever it is they're doing?"

The girl gets pissed. She and the cute guy start yelling, and to my surprise, cursing at eachother, although the girl never turns around to look at him.

Mr. Algebra walks slowly to the back of the class and says, "Calm down, calm down. This is mathematics, nothing to get over-excited about." He's a harmless, old man.

I suddenly got this burrning desire to laugh.

I'm gonna follow that cute guy after class one day. Although I should call him cute, creepy guy now.

The Unnamed God.

"Oh, will this nightmare never end," screamed Dorothy, and she grabbed at a bucket for collecting rainwater that, in the sudden flare-up of light, had come into view. She said, "I will save you!" and she hurled the water at the Witch.

I hope you know, I hope you know
that this has nothing to do with you.
It's personal,
myself and I,
we've got some straightening out to do.

I had a dream.

The second part of the dream was a mix between Sex and the City and Heroes. Miranda had this weird power that she could see a person inside of this computer, while Samantha had three daughters with powers. Oddly enough, the oldest two were played by Sarah Michelle Geller and Michelle Trachtenberg. I suppose I only linked that because Kim Cattrall played Trachtenberg's coach in Ice Princess, and Trachtenberg played Geller's sister in Buffy. There was also a little younger sister but I don't know who played her. Anyway, Some evil guy wanted to kill Samantha and the youngest daughter, but instead kidnapped Samantha, her husband, and the daughter. Trachtenberg knew that he took them because of the daughter's powers, but couldn't convince Geller of it until they put their hands together and a bright white light came out. That's all I saw, that part was a preview of next week.

New Heroes tonight, yay!