Well...today appears to be Christmas already...that's special....It seems to have come really quickly and suddenly....probably because I was more concerned about the Ward Choir Christmas program, and then immediately after had to draw the Newport Beach Temple for a friend for Christmas, which gave me like a 24 hour deadline. I'm proud of myself for drawing it though, cuz it looks pretty dang amazing.
I also have recently created an art blog of....well...my artwork....
theworldwithoutartisjustmeh.blogspot.com
That's the link up there ^ ....as if you couldn't have already figured that out yourself...
So....you're probably curious about what I got for Christmas, so here's the list:
- 2 Star Wars shirts
- A super nice guitar
- Lego Lord of the Rings Videogame
- Lots of music and iTunes cards to buy more music with
Yeah...that's it....my need for more stuff has decreased dramatically this year...I'm kinda happy with what I've got right now.
~M.B.~
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
About time I acknowledged this blog's existence again...
Well, I really ought to pay more attention to this blog. And keep my goal to write in it often. And change the font so it's easier to read. =P
So.... stuff going on...
Tech
Peter Pan has come and gone. I was like 2 weeks ago. I learned a lot. I was the sound person backstage and helped out with mic changes and replacing batteries and stuff like that. I got to know some seniors in drama much better, which was cool, cause they're cool people.
Space Center
The Odyssey got ripped apart by construction people today. It's so sad to face the fact that a part of my soul has been torn from me, and I'll never be able to get it back, ever. When the Space Center first closed, I thought I would never be able to go back to it again, but with all of this Save the Space Center stuff, I've started realizing, even expecting, that I will work those simulators again. But now, something's gone and will never return. R.I.P. Odyssey.
Life
I've been having some difficulties lately trying to figure out exactly who I am and what I want to do. I'm a pretty good faker. There's one thing I learned from orchestra. Faking. I fake happiness so often, that I don't tend to feel real happiness very often.
On another topic, friends. I've been trying to figure out who I want to spend my lunchtimes at school with, who I want to hang out with out of school, whose house I want to jog to on weekends, etc. My current friends are soooo different from me. I never realized that until my friend Logan told me one day, "How did you ever end up being friends with Shelby Woodhouse?" And that got me wondering....how did I end up friends with her? Well, we met because we were both in PGJR's play in 9th grade; specifically, my friend Makenna from orchestra introduced me to them. But I was a techie, and she was one of the starring roles. Not to say that techies can't be friends with actors, but to say that we were already so different when we met. I've always been a bit different. A geeky, nerdy, Star Trek and Star Wars and Harry Potter everything person. My circle of friends right now share pretty much nothing in common with me. So why am I still with them even though I realized this months ago? They're such nice people that I don't want to just tell them that I don't want to spend a whole lot of time with them anymore. They're really accepting of me, no matter who I am, but I just feel like I can't be me around them. I can't discuss Star Trek or Star Wars with them, and I can't have super-crazy in-depth conversations about them with Harry Potter stuff like other people I know. So, I've been gradually slipping away from them like a sly fox these past few days. I've found that one of my true passions in life is drawing, and so, I sit on the steps in the Student Center, in an emptier area, with my sketchbook and draw. Even though they are also sitting on the same steps in the Student Center that I am, just farther away and surrounded by people, only one of them has noticed me. And that was only because I happened to hear a loud bang from someone popping a chip bag and looked around me and we made eye contact. That's something I don't like about my current friends. I have sit there next to them for an hour at lunch, right next to them, and they never say more than a few sentences to me. In an hour! And all they talk about are school dances. I thought it would end with the Sadie Hawkins dance, but then, bang!, two days after the dance and they're already concerned about who they should ask to Preference. I've tried countless times to change the conversation, but within a few minutes, it comes back around to school dances, or who's going with who, or who's dating who, or weird girl stories about disaster dates, and other things I don't find appealing or funny. I try to tell them that they talk about these things too much, but they just deny it. They should really hear themselves talk sometimes. But they would just deny that too. Just yesterday though, when I was sitting on the more isolated steps of the Student Center, a nice drama person I met during Peter Pan sat down and talked to me for a bit. She has no idea how much that meant to me. I wish I could remember her name. I think maybe I should drift towards this group of seniors that are super involved in drama. This may be an omen. I really feel lots of pain in leaving my current friends, but they just don't understand me, and we honestly have absolutely nothing in common.
Sorry that was a really long post, but my feelings are complex right now.
~M.B.~
So.... stuff going on...
Tech
Peter Pan has come and gone. I was like 2 weeks ago. I learned a lot. I was the sound person backstage and helped out with mic changes and replacing batteries and stuff like that. I got to know some seniors in drama much better, which was cool, cause they're cool people.
Space Center
The Odyssey got ripped apart by construction people today. It's so sad to face the fact that a part of my soul has been torn from me, and I'll never be able to get it back, ever. When the Space Center first closed, I thought I would never be able to go back to it again, but with all of this Save the Space Center stuff, I've started realizing, even expecting, that I will work those simulators again. But now, something's gone and will never return. R.I.P. Odyssey.
Life
I've been having some difficulties lately trying to figure out exactly who I am and what I want to do. I'm a pretty good faker. There's one thing I learned from orchestra. Faking. I fake happiness so often, that I don't tend to feel real happiness very often.
On another topic, friends. I've been trying to figure out who I want to spend my lunchtimes at school with, who I want to hang out with out of school, whose house I want to jog to on weekends, etc. My current friends are soooo different from me. I never realized that until my friend Logan told me one day, "How did you ever end up being friends with Shelby Woodhouse?" And that got me wondering....how did I end up friends with her? Well, we met because we were both in PGJR's play in 9th grade; specifically, my friend Makenna from orchestra introduced me to them. But I was a techie, and she was one of the starring roles. Not to say that techies can't be friends with actors, but to say that we were already so different when we met. I've always been a bit different. A geeky, nerdy, Star Trek and Star Wars and Harry Potter everything person. My circle of friends right now share pretty much nothing in common with me. So why am I still with them even though I realized this months ago? They're such nice people that I don't want to just tell them that I don't want to spend a whole lot of time with them anymore. They're really accepting of me, no matter who I am, but I just feel like I can't be me around them. I can't discuss Star Trek or Star Wars with them, and I can't have super-crazy in-depth conversations about them with Harry Potter stuff like other people I know. So, I've been gradually slipping away from them like a sly fox these past few days. I've found that one of my true passions in life is drawing, and so, I sit on the steps in the Student Center, in an emptier area, with my sketchbook and draw. Even though they are also sitting on the same steps in the Student Center that I am, just farther away and surrounded by people, only one of them has noticed me. And that was only because I happened to hear a loud bang from someone popping a chip bag and looked around me and we made eye contact. That's something I don't like about my current friends. I have sit there next to them for an hour at lunch, right next to them, and they never say more than a few sentences to me. In an hour! And all they talk about are school dances. I thought it would end with the Sadie Hawkins dance, but then, bang!, two days after the dance and they're already concerned about who they should ask to Preference. I've tried countless times to change the conversation, but within a few minutes, it comes back around to school dances, or who's going with who, or who's dating who, or weird girl stories about disaster dates, and other things I don't find appealing or funny. I try to tell them that they talk about these things too much, but they just deny it. They should really hear themselves talk sometimes. But they would just deny that too. Just yesterday though, when I was sitting on the more isolated steps of the Student Center, a nice drama person I met during Peter Pan sat down and talked to me for a bit. She has no idea how much that meant to me. I wish I could remember her name. I think maybe I should drift towards this group of seniors that are super involved in drama. This may be an omen. I really feel lots of pain in leaving my current friends, but they just don't understand me, and we honestly have absolutely nothing in common.
Sorry that was a really long post, but my feelings are complex right now.
~M.B.~
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