Halloween is here, and it brought fall with it!

Ok, so maybe it's not as cold as I would like, but there is a definite thinness to the air today, finally. And much much much to do in preparation of tonight. And I'm getting in the mood by listening to this CD that was in my player when I got it back from Howl; it's the music from the Haunted Mansion. I want to go back to Disney.

Last night I relaxed by watching the Cutting Edge with various people. I finally feel a bit appreciated. :)

I get to see Katie tonight, and Jacob...I miss everyone.

Off to clean room, much to be done today.

I beat the evil philosophy paper!

I think. At least, it's done, and we'll see how it went. I never got my last paper back - my professor forgot it on Monday, and then forgot our appointment today to give it to me as well. I left a note threatening tar and feathering, draw and quartering, and burning in effigy. He left me a rather loopy phone message. Only at Rollins. But regardless, it's done, and Charles even said it was interesting. :] And considering he's a philosophy major, I'll take his word for it. And Bill the computer geek said the content was good, and considering it's about artificial intelligence and he's an English major, I will also believe him. I suppose.

The world must be turning on its head. My RA who I believe hates me started talking to me today. This may be cause I know some potentially embarassing things about her. I'd like to think it was my magnetic personality. Anyway, it was events like that that made me run away from my IM conversations with like 5 people. Sorry!

My invention is also done. If it isn't right now, I don't know what I could do. I need to talk to "the dreamy Dr. C" as Genna calls him. But regardless, I'm not worrying about it any more.

Written on my message board: "I hate writing inventions. Love Margo"

Yep, we're feelin the love in the pod tonight. When I got done with my work my brain felt ready to explode and I stared at Sailormoon for a few hours. Say what you will, it's still a good series. The Japanese version, that is.

I stormed down the hall to yell at Charles for evesdropping only to find out that Michelle was mistaken and he hadn't been at all. I think I inadvertently gave away info. Sigh.

Bed. I must go to bed, for real now.

Okay, so we're done here.

They say I have A Following.

Not quite sure I agree, but it makes me smile.

I actually finished my invention yesterday, so that only leaves the philosophy paper that I haven't started yet and is due tomorrow. Still, I think I can manage it. I find out at noon what I got on the last one, so that'll probably decide my mood for the day. In the meantime, I'm just glad I did the invention. Annnnd yesterday our rehearsal for midday went well, so I'm glad about that as well. And I went to Rocky's last night. Josh said he had noticed that we hadn't been there lately. That's either really sad or nice. At any rate, I got to relax more.

As of late I've been actually doing what is probably emotionally right for me, as opposed to what is easiest/fun/instantly gratifying. Not quite sure I've made all correct decisions lately, but it's for the best. And I suppose it's somewhat nice to know that I've still, as they say, got it. Sucks that other factors don't always line up. Been a lot of thinking going around lately.

I was listening to my CDs as I dried my hair, ala Striptease. And yes, I found out it is possible that you can hear the music over the hairdryer. Go figure. By the way, I still say that is a funny movie, no matter that anyone else thinks. *cough*

I have a flashing pumpkin. Jealous?

"Save me from the abysmal muck that has become my life."
Well, I'm not quite to that point yet, but writing inventions truly does suck. I can handle the philosophy paper due Wednesday; I cannot handle the invention due the same day. And it doesn't matter how much work got done on it this weekend, cause we all found out today that we'd been doing it wrong all along anyway. Good thing I didn't spend much time on it this weekend, or I'd be even more distraught now.

This weekend, however, was amazing. Just fun fun fun, and also exhausting. Jackie and I earned respect, T-shirts and apples. And we helped throw the biggest party of the year so far. Annnd, people are already looking forward to Dressed to Get Laid, knowing that we'll be in charge of that as well. Who would have thought me and parties would be linked? :)

Friday night was taken up by decorating the house for the Howl, and also visiting Mocktail covered in fake blood with fliers for the party. We fell into bed, exhausted, around two or three. The next day started bright and early with Starbucks concoctions and Panera bagels (yum!) and grease paint, as once again I got thrown into the Makeup Girl position. Howl was a screaming success, literally, and Jackie and I are still hoarse. Apparently my being-sacrificed scream was blood-curdling enough that it was actually the cue for people upstairs to get into position. After four hours of laying on a desk and being killed repeatedly, we were able to take a brief nap, and then started getting ready for the party.

The party, the party. Jackie was a bunny, then an Egyptian. Brad was Edward Norton from Fight Club, Alan was a guy from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, and Casey was a Guy in Black. And I was a gypsy, and actually recognizable this year. :) We drank the punch, bobbed for apples, and danced. And sung karaokee. Yes, yes, I sang into a microphone. To Bohemian Rhapsody. And Baby Got Back *cringe*, which I was sweetly reminded of today by a girl in theory. And Basket Case. And anyone who knows me knows how amazing this is. And we actually got Jackie to dance! She even danced with me and a very-gay David. This is also earth-shattering, about as much as me singing. I know she's gonna get me back sometime soon for that one.

Anyway, to sum up, I actually had fun at a party, which is simply amazing to me. I was uninhibited, and it wasn't the punch. I was actually relaxed. Freaky.

"Are you and Jackie doing Dressed to Get Laid next semester?"
"Yep."
"Can we help?"

Sunday was also fun, even though we had to get up at nine in the morning for cleanup from the party. Still, later in the day I went to the Rachmaninoff concert with Charles and Bill, and had great fun, and the performance of the Second Piano Concerto was...

Wordless.

I think I leaned forward like a little kid over the railing the entire time. I think I breathed with the phrasing of the music. It was phenomenal.

After Halloween, I can't wait til Christmas, for the music.

"You wear that, it will scream virgin."
-Michelle, on a winnie-the-pooh nightgown whilst shopping for sacrificial gown

Just dashing out a quick post before running off to choir, then possibly more shopping, then the Rachmaninoff rehearsal. Sigh. I haven't had dinner at a decent hour in days. I'll have a blast at Howl this weekend, but I'll be just a little relieved when all the fuss is over. This is more tiring than Christmas shopping. At least I didn't really have to think today; both my classes were essentially canceled in favor of watching concerts. If the performance on the piano duo this morning was any indication of the rest of the Rachmaninoff thing, this should be great. And my piano lesson was as usual; filled with gossip, laughing, discussing, and playing here and there. Apparently I've gone through three years of learning piano in about 24 lessons. Cooool.

I made an attempt to go to bed early, and did, in a sense; 1 am, at any rate. I did get awoken at 4:30 in the morning by Michelle (hahahahahahahaha) but regardless I still got more sleep than usual. Interesting that the day I'm most rested has been the easiest so far.

I am sooooo looking forward to this weekend. ^_^

Dilemma.

Alright, from the beginning: eep, never mind. Sigh. I thought Michelle had gone missing, but it turns out she was just messing with me. And. Keeping. Me. Awake. Waiting. But I do deserve it, for locking her out for a few hours. :)

In good news, I learned how to play pool tonight. It was not as positive as the poker experience; I still kinda suck. Still, I was able to make some "very nice shots" and my team won a game, due mostly to Casey's mad skeeeellls, but won nonetheless. And! We saw Sweet Home Alabama. It was pretty cute, but reactivated the southern accent, hehehe.

Naturally, it's after two, cause I can't seem to get to sleep any sooner. Sigh. Off to bed. Or at least to rant and rave and debate with Michelle. So much thinking lately.

My arm still hurts from the shot.

"The end of an era..."

Now playing: The Red Violin soundtrack.

Dragonwood is gone. Witch & Wizard is gone. Fun World is gone. Nite Moves is hopefully gone. The Pagan Wave is gone. This is a good thing. Where have I been?

Oh, yeah. And that was a good thing as well. But...it's the end of an era for everyone.

I've always separated myself, whether it's aspects of my personality or past I'd like to forget or whatever. I suppose we really are comprised of everything. I think I'm the most whole I've ever been, now. My life did not start at 16, though a lot of the positives did.

Pinehurst positives....
I had two postives this week, and I only mentioned one aloud - Halloween Howl. Or rather, Halloween, cause they had to be one word. I had a better one, but I didn't want to give Brad and Jackie heart attacks.

Just when I'm getting too dark, stuff happens to cheer me up. :)

I need a new title for my blog - I don't have sheep on my bed anymore. Thoughts?

Good Idea/Bad Idea.
Good Idea: hitting the snooze button in the morning
Bad Idea: Turning the alarm completely off and then your roommate leaves and you wake up a half hour later.
Good Idea: Doing your take-home test the day before it is due.
Bad Idea: Finding out about an in-class test one minute before you leave for it.
Good Idea: Getting a flu shot.
Bad Idea: Getting a flu shot five minutes before your discussion-based philosophy class.

Amazingly, all these Bad Idea situations actually happened to me within the past 24 hours, and they all managed to work out well. Go figure. My arm is still sore from the flu shot, though. :( That, and the fact that I keep managing to clip doorframes with that shoulder. My usual grace.

Last night I learned how to play poker! Not only that, but my very first time I won! And not only that, but I won out of my table the whole night! I won a game called apples and apples. To be fair, most of the other people at the table were relative beginners as well. Still, I was excited. I have seen Maverick waaaaay too many times. ^_^

After filling in my mom on the events of the past few weeks, I got literally dragged away from the computer last night by Jackie. Apparently, talking to people online is no excuse for missing Sailormoon. I had actually been putting her off all night to talk, so she was justified. I also fell asleep in protest during the last episode. Sigh, so maybe I was falling asleep due to the combination of flu shot and 1:30am, but still...I am a rebel. :)

Stiillllll liking the Jamiroquai...there's another song I'm contemplating posting. We'll see.

Famous Last Words: "Never again Jackie, never again! Nooo staying up til the sun is coming up!"
Hmmmmm. Been awhile since I've posted. Well, other than the one song. Let's see: there were three more fire alarms in one night, making it a grand total of eleven. No one got more than 40 minutes of sleep at a stretch. Sigh. Now they're finally doing weird things to the fire alarms to try and catch people. Sigh.

Halloween Horror Nights was fun, but we were there for too little time and the lines were too long for a non-peak night. Sigh again. Still, the atmosphere was undeniably cooler than when it was at the other park, but there was no parade. :( Jackie and I managed to obtain beads regardless, and all was cool. There was even a third girl, this chick Lauren, to cower with me in the haunted house (Maximum Carnage, otherwise known as Maximum Hallway - skip it) while Jackie pretended to be brave and Brad, Casey and Alan made fun of us.

This weekend was twin weekend for Jackie and I. We got repeatedly mistaken for both sisters and twins, wore similar clothing by complete coincidence and of course have begun plans in earnest for Dress to Get Laid. I must say, this should be fun fun fun fun. We plan to play up this whole thing as much as humanly possible.

And Halloween Howl and the P-Hut Party are this weekend. I am soooooo freaking excited. Not only am I going, but I'm actually semi-in-charge of it this year. Preparations have been soo fun, and the decorating sleepover should be great as well. And Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays.

I've been getting back to my roots, hahaha.

Someone told me about a pin that has the word "inhibition" with an X over it. For some reason, I'm really liking this idea. But not to misunderstand - I am not about to, as Katie put it, partake in the ho activities. There is a difference between that and finally relaxing.

I think, just a little bit, I am finally relaxing. And there may be specific reasons for this. ^_^ but nothing that needs to be worried about right now.

Anthony's lingering in the doorway, waiting for Michelle to get home, I think. Speaking of those boys, Jackie borrowed Bill's entire CD collection to burn CDs for her and myself. Bill's entire CD collection = a whole freaking lot of CDs. And he owns a Rachmaninov CD (and I shall soon get a copy). A boy after my own heart, I do declare. :)

My southern accent has been popping up lately when I've been tired. I don't know if anyone else notices it, but I do. Maybe staying up til 6 in the morning introduces a whole new degree of tired. :)

I'm just not, however, getting tired of Jamiroquai. Right now A Funk Odyssey is playing, and maybe it will keep me awake for the remainder of the day. And oh! I don't have horn ensemble tonight, so I get to go to Poker Night....and learn how to play poker...:)

Little darlin' don't you see the sun is shining
Just for you, only today
If you hurry you can get a ray on you, come with me, just to play
Like every humming bird and bumblebee
Every sunflower, cloud and every tree
I feel so much a part of this
Nature's got me high and it's beautiful
I'm with this deep eternal universe
From death until rebirth

This corner of the earth is like me in many ways
I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play
On the face of it I'm blessed
When the sunlight comes for free
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
So inspired of that there's nothing left to do or say
Think I'll dream, 'til the stars shine

The wind it whispers and the clouds don't seem to care
And I know inside, that it's all mine
It's the chorus of the breakin' dawn
The mist that comes before the sun is born
To a hazy afternoon in May
Nature's got me high and it's so beautiful
I'm with this deep eternal universe from death until rebirth

You know that this corner of the earth is like me in many ways
I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play
On the face of it I'm blessed
When the sunlight comes for free
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me

This corner of the earth, is like me in many ways
I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play
On the face of it I'm blessed
When the sunlight comes for free
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me

--Jamiroquai, Corner of the Earth

Aaaaarrrrggggghhhh.
I'm not ready for fall break to be over. It seemed so long, but at the same time, so hectic, and I got very little sleep (well...yeah, it didn't feel like much) and there's been so much drama. I need a vacation from my vacation. Grrrrrumble.

Some interesting developments lately. I don't even know what to say about what's been going on, how I feel, etc. Michelle and I pretty much rant and rave at each other constantly about various things. Good thing we both have stuff going on, or we'd probably drive the other one crazy. And Jackie is just tolerant and listens to it all. Even Brandon has been subjected to a bit of rant from time to time. The good news is, everything seems to be becoming clearer. The bad news is, I'm not sure if that necessarily makes things...clearer. For now, I shall just be me and see how things work out.

Hopefully everyone else had a good fall break as well. Disney was much fun - we took tons of pictures, concerning everything ranging from French pictures for Charles to Michelle and Brandon's hat thing to the typical touristy stuff. It should make an interesting web page with captions - Brandon says he's on it. It also reinforced my determination to spend a semester in London. I don't want to do the touristy stuff; I want to live there for a while, really get the full experience.

I have always written better on paper than typing, and I have considered lately keeping a journal. Yknow, one on paper, in which I can really actually express myself without censorship, truly rant and truly explore how I feel. At the same time, paper is somehow more intimidating. You feel you have to actually be profound, whereas everyone knows blogs tend to be a little superficial anyway. A blog is more like talking. But...
I don't want to be superficial. I want to tell how I feel.

But I talk too much anyway. Less talking and more listening is really what's in order. And I have been attempting to do so. Or not even necessarily attempting...I find I don't have to fill the silence always nowadays. Some silence can be calming. And comfortable. It's a new concept for me, though.

Too tired to really talk about this weekend in depth, and must conserve energy for possible fire alarm (8 so far and counting) and class for the next three days, as well as HHN coming up. This should be fun.

"It's all about the Latin, baby."
One of those days where nothing is quite occuring as planned, but everything has been working out well anyway. Like IHOP. :) It was great seeing Josh and Jen and meeting Mike and seeing Karen again, and well of course Katie and Cara are also cool. Was I planning on being awakened at dawn? Not particularly, but still this was fun (and maybe I'm embellishing a bit on the dawn part - it maaay have been ten). And then I got to come to the assistance of The French One. I like being helpful. Even if he has the capacity to innocently say things that make me so angry and hurt my breath is stolen. No problem.

The rest of the day should be similarly hectic. Shower, performance, then seeing all those bands with all those people. I do so like being busy, though. And I've been seeing/talking to nearly everyone lately. First Drew on the phone after his, ahem, performance, and then the surprise meeting of Denny yesterday which maaay have been orchestrated by me *cough*. Apparently Jackie is going to "get me back." This has me only slightly worried. I'm not quite sure how a feud between Denny and Jackie got transferred over to me, but oh well.

I want to learn everything about where my vocabulary comes from. Charles' and Brad's runthrough of various French words has me incredibly interested. And I realized I miss Changing Rooms. And aubergines.

My CD player keeps shutting off, just for an instant, just enough to skip the song on a CD. It began yesterday, and it happens even if I'm not currently playing a CD. This is bothersome, and disrupts my Jamiroquai - which reminds me! Bill is one of the best people ever, simply for providing the 5 CD's of jamiroquai. I am soooo cool.

And if Saul begins liking that French hip-hop, I will laugh sooooo hard.

I just spilled Vietnamese noodles on my jeans. Lovely.
The past week has been less than fun, to say the least, but I think I'm pretty much better, or at least accepting. At any rate, things are not terrible by far. Plans are being made for fall break, and HHN, and Thanksgiving. Planes scare me, not to mention layovers all by myself in Atlanta, but I guess I'll manage.
We put Halloween lights up in our room, not to mention my new fiber-optic pumpkin. It looks all pretty and non-threatening and warm and autumnish. I hope it gets to be really fall soon. Maybe that'll cheer me up, as fall is my favorite season. Lately, though, a lot of my favorites have just made me sad. But maybe it's just been a bad week.
I have my costume, both versions of it: the colorful, kid-friendly one for Halloween Howl, and the darker one for the Halloween parties. The Pinehurst Halloween party kinda sucked last year, but I'm involved (sorta) in the planning this year and it should be soooo cool. I'm almost more excited about that than the normal one. As long as I avoid the punch, apparently.
As of now, wherever I end up after college, somehow I don't think it'll be here. Not to say that I don't love here - it is my home, after all. But I just don't think I'll hang around. And also not to say that I have some urge to get far, far away - after all, I would feel just as removed in Georgia or Miami as I would in California. But it's for those very reasons that I have no qualms about going far away; if I'm going to feel isolated, I might as well be in an interesting place.
I cannot go to Halloween Horror Nights this Thursday, or bowling, or Intervarsity. I have a concert that I almost completely forgot about. It should be good though; these concerto kids are pretty awesome. Norito flips me out, though, cause he always seems like he's looking at me when he's playing. I think he's just zoned. Oh! Note to self: must get domo-kun stuff for him to translate.
New Strongbad email today! woo woo woo.
Now playing: the Harry Potter soundtrack.
God I love John Williams' music. It had been a while since I played this particular soundtrack, and while of course there are always bits that I recognize from other pieces of his (Star Wars, Jurassic Park), he's not the first composer to reference other work, even of his own. And he can write a real fugue, and not many other movie composers can or do put them in their soundtracks.
I realized the other day that I decided I would learn to sing years ago based on my Riverdance tape. It was totally a subconscious thing, but one of the songs involved everyone dancing - even the chorus - and at the slow part everyone sang, even the dancers. Divided parts and everything. And I can remember thinking, I'd like to be able to just know how to sing. And secretly, I didn't really ever mind RC Choir. I think I'm the only orchestra kid who doesn't. And it all goes back to Riverdance. :)
Speaking of orchestra, the concert Sunday was alright. They seemed to have forgotten to turn on the AC for the weekend, and since Symphony played last, by the time we got on stage it was about 90 degrees under the hot lights. Cara's fingers actually slid off the keys during one of her credenzas. Still, we didn't fall totally apart, even though the last movement of Masquerade sounded a bit like something rolling downhill, picking up speed and slowly falling apart. Sort of like an old tire (Solarbabies reference).
I cannot believe they've remade Charade, one of my favorite Audrey Hepburn movies. Now it's called "The Truth About Charlie" or something stupid like that, but they've seemingly kept the same names, locale, main plot points, etc. I guess I'm just that cool. Now they just need to rerelease "Wait Until Dark" on DVD or something, and my coolness will be established.
Eep! My foot has fallen asleep, and just went to pins and needles when I moved it. Owwwww.
Have camera. Will take pictures.

Congrats to Casey, for being warped enough for somethingawful! ^_^

Yesterday was not so fun. I wound up not going to horn ensemble for the first time and instead sleeping, due to sickness. Since I was and am still all stuffed up, this was not as pleasant as it might sound. Plus there was that whole disjointedness of sleeping when you're sick and not supposed to be, where you drift in and out and can hear people laughing in the next room and feel certain that you must be missing some great fun, but you still feel too terrible to move. I lasted like that from six to ten, and woke up feeling slightly better and infinitely more wired. Michelle got into some more mischief concerning the boys in the hall, but luckily I had nothing to do with it this time. Due to feeling sick, I didn't study at all for my Music of the World's People test that I had today. I studied for roughly ten minutes before class, and flew through the test in under 15 minutes. Now I'm doing a happy dance. Tomorrow, however, is a philosophy test, and somehow I don't think I could pull things off the same way. In fact, I should probably be studying like mad now. Too bad my head feels like it's stuffed with cotton and my body is begging to go back to bed. Michelle just called, cause apparently she forgot her wallet. Hehehe.