Nun stehn die Rosen in blute…

Why is it that I can sing in German, but not speak it?

I was called up for testing today at Regions. My voice had a bit more of a Cymbaline effect than I’d like, but I did well. Some girls said that the director had been smiling at me (I was focusing on the exit sign) but I don’t thik that’s a good thing. Apparently he got busted for taking the smiling to the next level a few years back. He comes near me and I’ll judo chop him. Never mind that I don’t know how.

I wore my CTY shirt to the rehearsal and found another CTYer, a Carlislian, but did not get her name.

For six minutes, the block was broken, and I saw the truth.

Deity of your choice bless James Newton Howard.

Music Recommendation #5

The Dresden Dolls!

Yeah, I’m biased because the main instrument is a piano. But they’re AWESOME. YARLY.

And they need to get back together, NAO. Stop the hiatus!!

GIRL ANACHRONISM

COIN OPERATED BOY

SLIDE

SING

ADD IT UP (Violent Femmes cover)

Next: The Violent Femmes.

The block

I can’t feel anything. I haven’t been able to for a week. Nothing happy, nothing sad, nothing angry, nothing romantic, nothing spiteful, nothing beautiful, nothing evil, nothing.

I wish it would go away. I feel so alone…

New blog!

No, I’m not moving. I just now have a photo blog. New photos will probably be up every day. The blog is lunasdailyphotos.wordpress.com . It’s also in my links.

Love,

Luna

That’s me in the corner

JL, AH, and MF, thank you. I now see what I have to do.

Love,

Luna.

Lunese

A few terms that I sometimes use.

Ficky-fick: Reu hookup, not to be repeated more than a few times. No emotions are intended to be involved. Origin: Catch-22.

Tarpy: The Rose Parade, or my script. More fun to say than TRP. Origin: Luna.

Albino Peacock: A male, usually blond, that is unusually proud of his hair and struts around like a peacock. There are two at Luna’s HS. Origin: Luna/L.A.

Funky Dung: Drugs. Origin: Pink Floyd (it’s a part of the Atom Heart Mother Suite)

Can Has: If you can has something, you can have it. (Origin: Lolcat) If you CAN HAS someone, as in “Can Has” as a verb, you are having sex with them. Past tense: Can Hassed. (Hazz’d) Origin: Luna/A.H.

Shiny: Cool. Origin: Firefly.

Meow: Can mean anything, depending on how it is meowed.

The M Effect: When someone has an unrequited love and moves on, yet still feels nervous around ex-crush. Origin: Luna.

Yep yep: Just means “yes.” Origin: unknown.

Sausagefest: A group of guys. The original Sausagefest was from the marching band of my HS, but now it’s just another clique of guys who are somewhat good looking. Origin: M. dS.

The Queen of the Band Room: M. S. Any guy who is a douche to M. S. does not get a girlfriend in the music wing. It does not happen.

American Pie

It’s the first day of the second semester.

At 7:00 AM, which is coincidentally the time my alarm goes off, 104.3 started playing American Pie.

Anyone who knows anything about CTY at all will tell you that this song is sacred, especially at Lancaster, my home site.

Anyone who knows anything about me will tell you that I have severe PCTYD, or Post-CTY Depression.

I take this as a good omen.

Love,

Luna

More blogging

Very glad to be getting away for a weekend, but also a bit scared. I’m scared for someone whose identity will be kept secret, because of an incident today. I didn’t get to talk to said person except over the phone after it happened, and I hope said person will be OK.

In other matters, the instigator is a complete douchebag. And I thought that the Sausagefest would not carry on through the next generation–guess I was wrong. There are just as much as ever. At least there are a few sane/insane people.

And now I’m feeling intense because of listening to extensive levels of the Smiths’ “How Soon is Now.” That always makes me feel intensely sad/motivated.

Update

This weekend marks the end of midterms, and I’m going to New Haven to visit the lovely A.H.

I’m applying for AP Calc AB, AP Music Theory, AP English, and AP French. Theory is my fallback in case I don’t make it into one, because I need APs next year.

I’m also scriptwriting. (Movie, not computer.) I’m about 30 pages in.

And that was my post. Sorry, blogger’s block.