"Why does everything have to be so hard?"

After a two year reign (of terror?), Hitler has finally passed. He was a good fish. He never tried to eat little Jou, though he did hog the fish food most of the time.

I can't go into my room until my dad comes home to move the tank out of there. I tried to do it myself, but I got about a foot away from the desk before I looked down and then my hands started shaking, so I just put it back.

So, we're going to see Grease tonight. Hooboy. I've been told to bring Ennis the Menace, a suggestion I might just oblige by. It's definately coming in the car, at the very least.

Sigh.

Each time you smile
It'll only last a while
Life may be scary
But it's only temporary.

"Then I don't even know why I'm alive?"

I'm feeling a lot better about everything, and I wanted to get that last journal off of my page. Things will work out, they always do.

I finally got around to actually searching for John Tartaglia's website off of Google [since the stupid Avenue Q site only talks about the current cast], and I found it, but it will not load. Grr! Anyway, I found an awesome Broadway site with a lot of good information and AMAZING pictures which have made my day 36% better already. Everyone loves a valiant return for the Censorship Ducky, especially when combined with the powers of Showertime Rod!

2006 is officially the Year of the Coolats.

Nori said she'd make me a John Tartaglia puppet that I can play with in the shower. I've decided that this would be undoubtedly the best thing ever. Cody knows what I'm talkin' 'bout. *le wink*

All this talk of the DaVinci Code movie is making me angry.

I was reading about John's last show on Broadway for Avenue Q and almost started crying. I am so pathetic.

So, I'm going to see Grease for my birthday this Thursday (my birthday isn't this Thursday, that's just when we're going), at the Carosel Dinner Theatre. I feel bad complaining, but... Well, my mom knew perfectly well that, in my opinion, Grease is the worst musical ever. Ever. All I've got to say is that someone had better take me to see Spamalot at the Playhouse to make up for it. *coughEmilyandDadcough*

In jazz band, Emily took my piano book over to Lauren (the pianist) and asked her to play Fantasies Come True. She had never seen it before, but she played it anyway, and it was absolutely gorgeous. It was the highlight of my day, definately. Later, I heard her playing it again, and she was telling another girl, "Here! Listen to this song, it's beautiful!" So I played her the actual song on my mp3 player, and she loved it! Unlike Emily, she has an appreciation for real vocal talents. *grin*

Everyone should send me a sweet, online Birthday card for my birthday on the 5th (of the June). Like a Q-card. I like Q-cards.

Long live chicken pot pie!

Nothing lasts, life goes on, full of surprises
You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises
Only for now

Dear APS,


We're fucked. Thanks.


Love,
Your adoring students

Vote for Issue 1! Vote for Ami's future! Don't vote for stupid! Save Dr. Spondike!!

Happy Birthday to Bodhi Cond, he turns sixteen today! I didn't forget.

Today is a sad day. Today is the day Lauren has tickets for the Colbert Report, and they're not going. Because they're not going, that means that I can't tag along and go to Avenue Q tomorrow, on the 3rd. Le sob. Ah, well. Wouldn't that suck if I went to see it, the day before Rick Lyon's triumphant return? I think I would cry.

Ami is tired, sunburnt, and excessively color coordinated, but very, very happy. Summer is a wonderful thing.

~*~

Vote your heart, look inside and see what's there
Vote your heart, deep down you know you care
And even if you don't, you can bet the candidates do
And they're all counting on you to vote your heart

It's 2:00 A.M.

I'm at Lauren's house with her, Shannon, Emily, Mark, and Cyrus. They're playing Kings, I'm on the computer, as usual. I kind of ran out of things to do. No one's on AIM. Augh!

We went on a [failed] movie marathon, and watched Capote and Crash. Both were absolutely fantastic. Let me add, however, that the ENTIRE plot of Crash can be summed up with the song, "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist." We wanted to get Brokeback, too, but the entire wall of DVDs at Blockbuster had been rented out. What the heck?! I want those special features!!

I'm listening to the power ballad, as usual. Words could not express how much I love this song. Rod = Love.

Emily, Lauren, Annaliese and I went to the Zoo and Azteca this morning. It was amazing. We taunted a large turtle and got our picture taken with the penguins. I was the only one in the group under the age of 18. I think. Annaliese might be 17. I'm not sure. We have the same birthday!

I can't get over how good those movies were. Damn.

I really, really don't want to go to that band parade in... eleven hours. Augh! Oh well. This weekend has been well worth it so far. Dang! It seems like so much time has passed, and it has only been one day.

Uhm. I just realized: Mark was supposed to be home at 11:30. And.. he's still here. And he's probably not going to be leaving any time soon. What a dofus.

I'm wearing a jacket that looks like Jack's in Brokeback Mountain. You know that makes me amazing. <3

~*~
Nothing lasts, life goes on, full of surprises
You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises
Only for now