hello again

Well, here I am. Again. I don't know why I do this so freaking much, but I do. I wonder whether anyone actually looks at my blog except for me. Oh well. I don't care. P.S. if you can see my blog, comment! Please! or follow it! So I can know if someone I know actually knows about this!
I was just looking over my old posts. "Don't expect me to post a lot"? Understatement of the year. I probably write here more willingly and more often than I write in my history notebook. No, more like my English notebook. Because I never write in my English notebook. Unless I'm doodling. But the point is, I write here more than I expected I would. Which is saying something. Well, no it isn't. But whatever.
I don't know what I feel like doing right now. I like writing. And typing. So I will continue. I sound so stupid, talking to myself. Oh well. Who am I supposed to talk to, anyway? I'm the only moderator on the blog. Nobody comments. Nobody looks this way. Nobody's allowed to. Well, nobody that I don't know. I've made sure of that because I can! And mom, if you're reading this, I CAN do that. Okay, my dad is calling for dinner. He's all psyched because I finally found an Alaska quarter, which he has been coveting since forever because it's the last one he needs to complete his collection. When me and my brother were kids, our grandpa, I think, gave us these quarter collector thingies, and my dad went crazy with them. I finally found the last Alaska one. So he wants to have an epic ceremony for it. If I can find it (gulp).
Oh well. With my dad, he tells you that dinner's ready five minutes before it actually is, and now is the time when it's actually ready. I don't want to go, though. I'm not done listening to Hairspray. And Dad's probably playing West Side Story to bug me. Because he likes it. But now he's getting annoyed, so I should probably go. But the song is almost done!!! Oh well. Okay.

back again

well, I am back. I am sorry I have not been able to post in a while. I have lots of stuff to do. And the Internet at school was being annoying. It is kind of weird really. During West Side Story, when I had to stay up until like one and never leave school, I was somehow able to find time to post but now I can never find a chance. But that is probably because I am not spending twelve hours away from my mom and therefore she has more chance to bug me about stuff. It is so annoying. But on the other hand, tonight I will have my first weeknight off in several months. And on Saturday it will be the first Saturday when I will be completely West-Side-Story-free. It is amazing. I mean, last week I got to sleep until like eleven, which I have not been able to do in like forever because that is when rehearsal started, but then I had to go perform that night.The cast party was really fun. We all had signed this poster in silver sharpie (it was backed in black, so silver was like the only thing that would show up) and gave it to the director. The image was basically the same image that was on the cover of the program, just enlarged to like a three by four or something. We did quotes, like every show that our school does, but we also did paper plate awards, which I have never done for drama before. I got "new blood" because I am most likely to keep the drama department going. (?). I do not get it. Oh well.I am just remembering a program blooper. I am not sure whether I have said this before, but oh well. I am saying it again. There was a misprint in the program, so apparently I was dancing or backstage and playing flute in the pit at the same time. Ha ha ha. Good times. By the way, I have absolutely no idea why I am not conjugating(i.e. I'm not I am) except for the fact that I kind of want to make this a bit longer than normal but whatever. I know that I am not using proper comma usage or whatever, but I do not care. I do not feel like using proper grammar. Deal with it. :P I have to go eat lunch now.