The Emerald City


the cause of my insane laughter in the middle of the night

Posted in life,random,rants by Scaramouche on 24 August, 2007

I just got the urge to tell funny stories from my life. Yay!

So, my dad was in university and he got REALLY drunk one time. Went shopping, bought this huge thing of cream cheese. God knows why. Next morning, he’s really hung over, and he’s walking around the grounds. Walks by this huge-ass white wall. Turns to look at it. This is essentially his train of thought: “What the – what does that say? ‘AIRBORNE’? What is that written in? … Cream cheese? … ohhhh.” Turns out he’d written the word AIRBORNE on the wall in cream cheese that night, when he’d been drunk. By far the most surreal moment of his life.

Another story!

My sister was in math class one day. It was, I believe, an optional day when she really didn’t have to be there, so the class was fairly sparse. The teacher had brought in Timbits for the few students that decided to attend that day. At one point my sister went up to get a Timbit from the box at the front. She overheard a snippet of conversation from a group of students nearby that had the word “hypotenuse” in it. Immediately she spun around and declared, “Or a LOWpotenuse!!!” Very loudly. The classroom went SILENT. Imagine crickets chirping. Quietly, my sister got a Timbit and returned to her seat.

So yes. Those are my stories.

a public apology

Posted in Uncategorized by Scaramouche on 19 August, 2007

I am so sorry for what I said in the post “primal scream”. I was angry. I didn’t really mean it. I am so grateful for what my sister did for me, getting me into that play, and I realize that she could have played that role just as well. It was an accident that took her out of it and put me in. If it weren’t for her, I never would have even gotten a CHANCE. I will be deleting that post, and… I’m just so sorry, even though I realize that no amount of apologies could redeem what I did. I’m so sorry. I wish I hadn’t said it. I only hope she can forgive me, in time. I feel so bad.

I posted that because… well, I had worked so hard to make that role perfect after her accident, and then when she said she might be able to do it… I just didn’t want all that work to go to waste. I realize now that it was totally inappropriate for me to say those things. It was her role in the first place. She deserved it. I shouldn’t have said what I did. I’m so sorry.

this sucks.

Posted in depression,irritation,life by Scaramouche on 16 August, 2007

So, my best friend and ex-boyfriend, Justin, is not allowed to go to my show (I’m the lead in a musical near my hometown). His parents won’t give him a ride, just because we broke up and Paris is far away. Guys, it’s WORTH it! The show is great and I really really miss Justin. 😦

I mentioned his mom read my blog. I’m asking her now, please reconsider. Thursday, Friday, or Saturday of this week, at 8.30 PM in Paris. I’d give you the address here, but… you know. Internet. If by any chance you choose to think about it, I’ll give you the address via Justin. Please, please, please. It would mean so much to me if you guys came to see it.

thoughts on sex.

Posted in love,religion,sex by Scaramouche on 12 August, 2007

I’m going to say something right now, and I ask that you listen to me.

I do not believe in the Christian god. I am not Christian in any sense of the word. I am a proud pagan. In fact, I believe in sex rituals. Yes, that’s right. I believe that sex is a form of worship to the gods.

I have decided to remain abstinent.

Am I a walking contradiction? No. Because sex, to me, is holy. Why would I share that holy ritual, that pleasure that glorifies the gods I believe in, with someone I won’t love forever? I am not abstinent to remain pure. I know I’m not pure. I don’t particularly want to be. But, I also don’t want to share the most intimate and intense religious experience of my life with someone and then just leave him/her. (Yes, that’s right. I’m also bisexual.)

Sex is a holy, religious ritual for me. I’m not going to share it with just anyone. Is that acceptable to you? Am I allowed to be abstinent and believe that sex is a religious ritual as well? Or must I be one or the other? Do I have to choose between my two beliefs?

I wrote a few acrostic poems.

Posted in poetry,random by Scaramouche on 5 August, 2007

1.
V
ictorious men of war.
In dragonships they sail the seas.
Kings among men.
Ice and snow is no menace to these titans.
Norse warriors – strong, mighty.
Glory awaits them in the halls of Valhalla.
Sing songs of the gods and rejoice, ye warriors.

2.
Sing with the pipes, my dear,
Calling over the hills.
Over the deep purple heather,
Touching the mist on the water.
Loch Lomond shines in the sunrise,
As gentle mist rolls o’er the waves.
Now I know this place is my homeland;
Dear Scotland, forever, my home.

3.
How did I love you?
Every piece of me was yours.
And when I fell, you were there to lift me.
Remains of my shattered soul are scattered
Through the years.
But why did you leave me?
Remnants of our love, vanished.
Empty life without you.
An eternity spent alone, loving only you.
Kindness I thought you possessed… false. You lied.

4.
Majesty and beauty possesses me.
Under the eyes of the muses, so you shine.
Singing in a voice like bells.
In a dream of glory.
Can you teach me your secrets?

5.
Fighting for my rights.
Royalty betrays me.
Equality between races.
Evil overlords… overthrown.
Dreams become reality.
Only one path to glory.
Marching into war.

6.
Manufactured music
Art becoming just another sale.
In the path of corporations
No one is safe.
Streets filled with mind games.
Thoughts controlled, policed.
Rats in a cage
Experimented upon.
After the world ends
M
aybe it will be better.

gahhhhhhh

Posted in life,random by Scaramouche on 4 August, 2007

So, I’m in a musical. Yeah, it’s pretty spiffy. It’s in Paris, Ontario. I’m playing the lead female – at least, for the first week of shows. The second week, my sister Allison is playing her. Just because Allison dropped a rock and gashed her ankle with it and it’s really painful and infected and she needs LOTS of rest. Poor Allison. But YAY ANGEL, because this means I’ve got a big part.

I’m really happy about this, because the director, Craig, says that I’m the best one in the cast. He’s been praising me nonstop. <conceited> And he’s right, really. I only found out TODAY that I would be playing this role, and I already know almost all of my lines and the songs. I also know everyone ELSE’S lines and all THEIR songs. I really am the best in this show.</conceited>

Heh… Yeah. So that’s good.  But unfortunately, this musical is taking up ALL of my TIME. I am dying of too much rehearsals. *cry* But it’s still okay. I like it. I was born to be in this world of music and acting. 🙂