Hmmm.

So, a lot has happened in the past few days, but I don't feel like talking about it. Instead, I want to declare that I'm going to write myself a cover for Ingrid Michaelson's "The Way I Am" (commonly known as "The Sweater Song" from the Old Navy commercials). I want to write a cover version and then I want to try arranging my own S.S.A. (soprano, soprano 2, alto) version. I doubt I'll be able to do it, but I figure if I try really hard and come up with something, my choir teacher will fix it/write his own version and then let our jazz choir (all women!) sing it for the final concert. He looooves Ingrid Michaelson, so I'm thinking it could work. But I want to write a cover version because I'm going to audition for a local version of American Idol... It's just a small town fair, but I want to do it, and I want to sing Ingrid Michaelson. I might sing some Norah Jones too. Or perhaps Melanie Safka...

"I got a brand new pair of roller skates, you got a brand new key..."

GREAT SONG.

Well, I'm off to listen to some music. xD

It Don't Mean a Thing!

...If it ain't got that swing! Doowah doowah doowah doowah doowah doowah doowahhhh!

xD

Listening to Broadway's Best on Sirius Satellite. SETH'S BIG FAT BROADWAY!!!! <3 And I listened to the London revival of The Sound of Music earlier... They had the entire CD. Oh my gosh, so good.

And now I'm just thinking about the cast of Twilight. I'm a little miffed about certain characters. I was really hopeful that Ellen Page would be Bella... Seeing her in Juno really made me think that she could be Bella. I mean, Juno is just sort of a super cranky, opinionated Bella anyway. Plus I'm not a huge Kristen Stewart fan, but I think she'll do the part justice... I hope.

As for Robert Pattinson... OH MY GOD. The only thing better than him being Edward would be him showing up at my door to take me to prom. Sorry, Jordan. I'd definitely stand you up to go with my beautiful, beautiful Cedric. *sigh* The rest of the Cullens didn't really ring bells for me right away, but GEEZ LOUISE, I think Jasper is ADORABLE. The pictures of him smiling on Stephenie Meyer's website... God, I'm in love. And I'm really excited about Kellan Lutz. I didn't recognize him at first, but when I saw that he's one of the guys in Stick It, I was convinced he was perfect. Emmett is definitely a goofball, a big brother type with a bit of an ego. Kellan Lutz can do that.

Nowwww, Twilight Layouts for You (c) on Myspace posted a bulletin saying that Taylor something-or-other is going to play Jacob. FREAKING SHARK BOY. My sister is excited 'cause she thinks he's cute, but I was like "UGH WHATEVER." Unless they're planning to switch him out by New Moon. I don't think he can do older Jacob... But I guess I'm not in charge so it doesn't matter.


I don't remember what else I was going to complain about. But I guess I should stop typing. My hand feels funny... It keeps doing this weird thing where something in my hand moves that I'm pretty sure isn't supposed to move. Maybe I should get that checked out.

Bored.

Now that musical is over-- an overall successful production, save for me and good ol' Schmidt forgetting our lines-- my afternoons are completely open. This sucks even more because my sister is in track. I'm so bored that I don't even know what I want to write. In fact, I don't want to write anything. I should look for my black book for speech since I still need it (FREAKING GOING TO STATE IN O.I.D. BITCHES!), but I'm too lazy to do that. Boredom is not good with a lazy person. *sigh* I guess I'm going to clean the house and blast my music until the neighbors complain. Whatever, dudes. My birthday's on Friday. I do what I want.

P.S. I've used my cussing quota for the week (I seriously do not cuss very often, unless I'm with my mom and sister, which seems like it be a contradiction, but they're the people I'm most comfortable with in the entire WORLD. Plus they don't give a crap). BUT! I have a feeling this is going to be the kind of week where I want to just lay on the couch and yell at the ceiling. I have a feeling.