Summer Begins

So right now, i'm sitting in my second peroid class on the last day of school thinking about what i'm going to do on monday and it goes something like this:
Wake up and drive to Baltimore so i can catch my flight to WI (i feel so grown up because i get to fly all by myself!) I'm going to be there for 3 weeks so i guess i won't be posting for a while, which doesn't really matter since i don't have any followers yet...haha...um so i guess i'm talking to myself which isn't out of the ordinary. But i promise come up with some good tutorials while i am away. Luckly, i'm my aunt got me an internship with the costuming department at Disney On Ice. So I have to go because school is over in 10 minuets! more later to night, i've made a new tute for you all!!!

Honors English Is the Bane of My Existance

No more fashion posts until next Friday, because finals week is finnaly here. yay. but I thought instead that I would enlighten you with my beautiful poetry for Averil (can you feel my sarcasim?) so tell me what you think of what I have so far loves:

Everybody Dies
Life’s alright my friend,
Pretty good
I
say,
because eventually,
whether you like it or not,
we’re
all going to die someday.

Every one goes six feet under,
which
sounds like loads of fun
and there’s a plus there too,
no more burning
from the sun.

So you see my fellow mortal,
think of it like
me;
dead is the very last thing that you’ll ever get to be.

Visited
Who is rapping upon the door?
At this Hour late—
My Head hanging soft and weary—
‘Tis fully now—awake—

Darkness—Cold and unspeaking—
Hangs from Mortal lips—
Awaiting for the final bow—
Or—the Eclipse—

“I Fear thee not!” projected I—
Knowing—true—
For not a single soul may disregard—
As was I passing through —

But ‘tis really all the same—
As it ought to be—
One day at your door found knocking—
Hath once knocked—for me—

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I’ll plant a little garden,
right here.
With words growing tall,
watered with commas,
and fed with rhyme,
right here,
on this piece of paper
in an attempt to keep it alive.

Only 7 more to go, plus
one Italian Sonnet...yay weekends.

Mrs.Lovett's Meat Pies

So my friend had a broadway themed party and we were supposed to come as our favorite character and i went as....Mrs. Lovett! but i like the one from the movie best, so being an ocd perfectionist when it comes to costumes I whipped this up the day of (with help from the mum): ironically, one guy went as sweeny todd haha, and the girl who's party it was went as mrs.lovett too. Hence, why we are friends!

I'll get better pictures soon! I made the corset, skirt and fingerless gloves. OH, and we went today for the crucible and it was amazing!!! we were beast and the costumes were oh vunderbar! haha i actually made danforth's pants this morning at 4:30 am, talk about rushing.

If you don't know what i'm talking about, ask the blind man he saw it too

What does the student teacher in my art class do when she didn't plan anything for us to do? Blind line drawings (you don't lift your pencil nor look at the paper! Oh so fun, nothing starts the day like a little procrastination and pointless entertainment in 1st period, so here are a few of mine and my friends': Nicole and Kouper by Alaina

Nicole by Kouper

(that's me, my real name's emily but i go by Kouper...it's a long story for another post)
Marissa by Nicole

Penny for a thought, Dollar for a deep one...

Have you ever wondered... that if your parents had not given birth to you, that you would have been born to someone else? Like, they just conceived at the right time, and your consciousness was just plucked from an expansive pool of to-be born sous? What if it did not matter who had given birth to you. What if your personality and character traits would be the same, the only differences being the body that you inhabit and a different life situation? Ponder that. Videos tomorrow of the talent show tomorrow, I finally got my computer to love me...or at least for now!

To Slack Is To Save

AAhhhh yess i know i am a giant slacker with everything, even my blog, diary, and schoolwork. I never do it on a regular basis, but then again nothing has happened...actually that's a huge lie! Last friday i was drug to the talent show and it was awesome so as soon as i dissect my digi (camera) i shall fill you in on the beatboxer! ohhh the suspense.

Cat-Calls and Conundrums

I had planned on coming home and working on that puritan dress I got from Alaina today, but the moment I walked in the door, I was greeted with a scream from my darling kitty, Sugar-Pup. She was curled up in a corner, convulsing and screaming but then after, would return to her normal happy state (to some extent). Her being 20 years young I quickly rushed her to the vet clinic up the way whilst she screamed and cried but she never bit as cats in extreme pain do. First off, my tiny little kitty weighs 5.67 lbs, and she should weigh 7-8 lbs, but she's always been tiny and light, but as for the seizures...they weren't hardcore, but convulsions.The vet said that she had never before seen anything like this and I had to chose between two options; Do a blood test that runs about $94 or give her some Valium and injected liquids for $75. I chose the latter due to her age...so at least for now, my darling dear is doped up and snoozing peaceful in her little bed. I'm relieved and glad I took her in because the vet told me that she's not in pain but scared because she doesn't know what's happening to her. A mountain on my back was lifted after that because I don't want her to hurt ever. Every so often when I glance over at her, she is shivering but never screams, which is good. I've had her since I was 2 when she followed me home and never left since...she's actually afraid to go past the stone walkway. Once she got shut outside when I was bringing in groceries and she freaked out, but luckily I noticed this right away so I was only for a few seconds. Else she might have sat there all night. But this cry is completely different from the one today, it completely chilled me down to the core. Putting her down will be the last thing I want to do but right now it seems inevitable, I just want to enjoy what time is left. Sugar-Pup is definitely not your normal cat though, she loves people and acts more like a dog than a feline queen. Everyday she's right there to greet you when you walk in the door, purring and rubbing against you...I'll never be able to have another pet ever again lest I be disappointed in their personalities.