Guten Tag,
Bonjour,
Hello!
I'm very excited today (When it is 10/11/10... Otherwise the day you read this, I might not actually be all that excited... I hope I will be. It's a very good feeling. But still.) Remember how the creatively marvellous world of the theatre completely and utterly rejected me? Well, guess who's back with chocolate and flowers?
Hold on a minute while I do an "In your FACE, theatre!!" dance. (For your own benefit, I won't subject you to this... Horrific... Sight)
Ok. Now I feel better.
"Hey! I thought you were done with theatre, stupid pig!", is what you're all thinking.
First off, HOW RUDE!
Secondly, yes. But that was only because I thought I had no chance there. I've always kind of dreamed of myself in that setting, and, like I said before, nothing is like that rush. There's just something glamarous about the stage... (Ok. Honestly, all of it is glamar)
How did I convince the theatre teacher to let me back up there? My wonderful charisma, of course!
(Alright, really, it was my mom. In this play, she's an elementary schooler, and since everyone thinks I look like a juvenille play-toy [I have no clue why], then she suggested that she should carry me around during the play. At this, Mrs. Lafferty, the theatre teacher, replied "Perfect!" So, thank you, ma!)
Hopefully, I won't screw it up this time...
Everyone wish me broken limbs!
Signing off,
Yours truly,
Baconbits
Monday, October 11, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
#9 Abandonment
Hello friends,
A horrible, horrible thing happened to me today...
Ma, who is supposed to be the person that loves me the most (Excluding, of course, my dear Ruthie), left me home alone. *dun dun DUUUN*
It wasn't much like the movie though, I must admit.
In fact, at first it was really awesome! Free day off of school! Woohoo!
I was on Facebook a couple of hours, then I looked back at this lovely little blog and edited some of it. But I'll tell you one thing; computer browsing gets old FAST. (Especially when you're a small pig that isn't really interested in anything other than Facebook and editing their blog) And it wasn't like I could watch TV either (I'm too short to reach it and I couldn't find the remote).
So, in actuality, I spent the whole day moping around about how my own mother did such a cruel thing to me. I missed her so much, I was ANGRY. I was GLAD that I held her lunch ticket in my belly (Haha! No lunch for Ma!).
Pretty soon, however, my anger turned to sadness.
Was I all alone in this world? Did nobody truly want me? Was I completely worthless and insignificant to the ones I love?
Then I'd get mad again at Ma for making me think these horribly sad and depressing things!
But, it was the strangest thing. As soon as she came back, all those feeling just melted off of me. I was so happy to see her. So happy to have her hug me. So happy to hear her say "I missed you so much!" I couldn't resist an "I missed you too"
It was one of those days Ma would sorrowfully and lovingly call an "It's not easy being green day". (Loosely translating to "You start off hopeful for what the day holds for you and then everything seems to go wrong and once you've lost all hope, you realize how much you really have" ... It's just faster to call it an "It's not easy being green day")
Signing off,
Yours Truly,
Baconbits
A horrible, horrible thing happened to me today...
Ma, who is supposed to be the person that loves me the most (Excluding, of course, my dear Ruthie), left me home alone. *dun dun DUUUN*
It wasn't much like the movie though, I must admit.
In fact, at first it was really awesome! Free day off of school! Woohoo!
I was on Facebook a couple of hours, then I looked back at this lovely little blog and edited some of it. But I'll tell you one thing; computer browsing gets old FAST. (Especially when you're a small pig that isn't really interested in anything other than Facebook and editing their blog) And it wasn't like I could watch TV either (I'm too short to reach it and I couldn't find the remote).
So, in actuality, I spent the whole day moping around about how my own mother did such a cruel thing to me. I missed her so much, I was ANGRY. I was GLAD that I held her lunch ticket in my belly (Haha! No lunch for Ma!).
Pretty soon, however, my anger turned to sadness.
Was I all alone in this world? Did nobody truly want me? Was I completely worthless and insignificant to the ones I love?
Then I'd get mad again at Ma for making me think these horribly sad and depressing things!
But, it was the strangest thing. As soon as she came back, all those feeling just melted off of me. I was so happy to see her. So happy to have her hug me. So happy to hear her say "I missed you so much!" I couldn't resist an "I missed you too"
It was one of those days Ma would sorrowfully and lovingly call an "It's not easy being green day". (Loosely translating to "You start off hopeful for what the day holds for you and then everything seems to go wrong and once you've lost all hope, you realize how much you really have" ... It's just faster to call it an "It's not easy being green day")
Signing off,
Yours Truly,
Baconbits
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