Dang! This spacebar isn't working properly. You have to hit it with all your might, which makes it impossible to type fast. And I like typing fast. But I use a lot of short words, which means that there are a lot of spaces, making it impossible to type fast. AARGH!

I need to get my schedule switched...

Yestahday, after I went offline, I started working on my next blog layout. Whee!!! It's so exciting! I think it's gonna turn out well...^^v What did you say? You want to know what it is? *g* I'll give you another hint in addition to those in previous posts: February 7th. Does that date ring a bell to ya? No? Well, it should, mang! Come on, February 7th!!! *runs around in circles* The 7th!!! *realizes people are staring* Ahem. Yeah.

Bwaaaaaaa!~ My computer is hissing at me! Has been for the last two minutes. *shivers* It's seriously scaring me! Of course, it MAY BE because I'm copying a CD, and AIVAS-II doesn't like CD's...

Ahhh...stage crew starts tomorrow...Everyone's so excited. Stage crew is our dear friend. I got a black notebook today (black pages and everything) for writing down all the official schtuff: schedules, etc. Yeesh, black! Once you've gone black, you can't go back, you know. Stajkru power!!!

My piano recital yesterday sucked. I royally messed up my piece. There's this big G-minor scale in the end, that I have to play really loud...and, of course, I hit the WRONG last note. Well, what else did you expect? Something like that always happens with me. I definitely don't thrive under the pressure. Le sigh.

I had loads of fun today sorting through my old magazines and cutting out the stuff I wanted to keep. It was quite amusing. I kept some makeup tips (though I very rarely wear makeup), some nice ads to refer to while drawing (there are some nice original poses there), and several adorable pics of...no, wait! I'm not supposed to tell! You'll find out in a week or so, when I put up a new layout for this place! *evil laugh*

Bak! I have my piano recital in an hour and a half, and I'm so not ready...I hate my piece, too. Blah. Blah. BLAH, I say!

Anyhoo...yestahday I went to Jane's par-tay, and it was a blast. We went to see "Ocean's Eleven"...and then (tee-hee), spent the remainder of the day arguing about whether Brad Pitt was hot or not. Francesca and I agreed that he looked like a chipmunk, and everyone else was totally swooning over him. Well, he would be very good looking (very VERY good looking) if it wasn't for those cheeks. *cringes* He looks like a chipmunk, seriously! No offense to any Brad fans, of course, and definitely no offense to Brad himself! He's still a hottie...

Bwah. This bloggies needs a new layout. I have something in mind already. *evil cackle* Let's just say that it's gonna be a Valentine's day layout...

Finals are ovah! Whee! And the grand score is...Angie - 6; finals - 1. How so? Well, the math final kicked my ass all the way to...the moon, I'll have to say! It was waaaay too hard. Even Srikanth, the Genius Boy, got an 88. Where does that put me??? There goes my 4.0. There goes my perfect record. There goes my identity. Without my 4.0, I'm no one. I'm no star athlete, no talented actress, no born leader...I simply used to be a "brain". But not anymore, mangs. Mr. Knowles took that away from me! Ack!

Good news, though...I kicked the chemistry final to another universe, if it even exists. In all of Mr. Green's classes, my semester average was the highest. Whee, go me!

*sigh* Gotta work on that drama site....damn.