Falling up

Last week, in front of the entire cast and crew of Cabaret.... I fell up the stairs while walking out the theatre....

on opening night...

later a girl fell off the stage and broke her foot.

need I say I started it?

my bad..........

oh the embarrassment of falling up , making a floor breaking boom, then bolting up and being a speedy mc speedster outta there.


Later that weekend I spent a lovely two days in Scotts Valley and Santa Cruz at my sister from another mister/mothers cabin. I love it there. the trees , the quite, the rain. It was a perfect recouping wonderful two days.


Maintenance, curse you, disabling my pictures uploads for two hours while I am trying to write this. curses no picture this post.

I have decided that I love the show : Psych

so funny. make me ha ha.

another Things I ponder episode coming soon

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LAUREN OVER HERE!

Today that teacher called me Lauren. Fantastic.

You know I don't know what is worse , the fact that I see that teacher every other day and he still doesn't have my name committed to memory, or the fact that he thinks I am someone else almost every time he sees me.

I think tomorrow i'll wear a name tag.

Hello, my name is AMANDA, don't forget it.

CHARICE OVER HERE!

                        With my eyes closed shut and my mouth twisted in a pucker, I am writing this blog. Today, I have no idea what to write about but the fact of that is fact, or something. but anyways what I am trying to say is I have no idea what my blog is blogging about. Do I talk about philosophical things? No!I couldn't even spell it, why would I write about it. Do I write about the news? not. a. chance because all it's filled with is sadness, and who wants to hear about sadness, let alone read it. Mainly I write this blog about me, and my life. I feel a  little selfish doing so, but I have been thinking about it and it still seems selfish. Almost like why would anyone in their right mind read a blog about my misfortune, thoughts, random accidents, and what I enjoy?  

I guess I don't really care why you read it as long as you do, that makes me happy. I really don't know what brought this up, or why I am blogging about it, I just feel like there is more that I can do then tell silly stories. 

whatever it works. 

I had that painful "oh my gosh he is talking to me" experience today. You remember those times where you would walk down the hallway and see a friend , or someone you thought was cute and they waved to you...... or at least you thought they were waving to you, turns out it was the person behind you right? if not...screw you...yeah well today I am working in the Tech Lab putting lights on a platform when my teacher comes up and goes, " Charice" I look the opposite way looking for Charice to talk to my teacher...... nobody is there. not to my left, in front or behind. thinking to my self that that was weird, i look at my teacher, he goes "Charice" again I look the opposite for this mysterious Charice, it's only when my teacher goes, " Charice over here" that I realize he is talking to me. *forehead slap! major!*  duh. it was one of those " oh my gosh, me, he is talking to me!" but not in a mushy school girl crush way, no.... an omg my teacher forgot my name and is now calling me someone else, what do I do way?/ I just looked like the biggest idiot. 

well I told him my name and he just went , oh yeah. and walked away....

wonderful.  

I wish I could write something philosophical, but I guess I should learn how to spell it first. thanks a lot spellcheck. 

 

Amanda the...cat lady?

My teacher told me today during our sweatshop, literally I was drilling nails into wood to make a table, that I looked like a cat person. okay not so much a sweatshop but it was about 100 degrees today and I was working really hard building sets in an non air conditioned theatre building.


.... now I don't know if it's because I'm not really into cats, or because I am a loyal dog owner and I love my two doggies more than anything.


.............. however it was kinda like a smack in the face. I pictured myself with twenty million cats rocking in a rocking chair while knitting a scarf and watching I love Lucy reruns........
 snapped back into reality, all I could do was smile and say no, really just a dog person.


I mean what makes a person look like a cat or dog person? I mean really?! just because I shed hair like no other, I seriously think I could make a wig with it, gross!

Does this really look appealing? the answer is no, no it doesn't

this however 

Soooooo cute!!!!!!! 

I'm embarrassing!

Like we didn't already know, but I am apparently embarrassing.

my dad gets a kick out of it, my sister wants to punch me. It's the best of both worlds.

In the midst of moving boxes to storage my dad feels like it's time to have a garage sale, and I couldn't agree more. People paying me money to take away my junk ( nothing of mine is junk, super nice important things, you know.) and I don't have to pack it or move it. It really is such a great concept. Now this garage sale happened a couple months ago but it ties into this blog. My dad had asked me to move this box of hats we have to a better place for the purchasers to see. obligingly doing my job I move the box and in the midst of moving the boxes I find well okay, I looked through the box to see if I wanted anything, two hats. one all black and one black and teal. so what do I do? duh , the most obvious thing anyone would do with two hats. I wear them. one facing one way and the other the other way. I basically have it covered for the two sides of my neck so I don't have to worry about sunscreen there. One problem.... now my front and back neck is exposed, so doing the most obvious thing I can do , I grab two more hats and put them on. Now every area on my head is covered. Nice. The garage sale starts in two minutes, not that it really has a starting time, thats just what it said on our street sign we posted.  What else could I do to make this garage sale more interesting? oh yeah, good idea! I get a spin desk chair and I swerve in it in front of the drive way! Its one way to get people to stop seeing as how a group of guys drove by and one stuck his head out the window going "WOAH" and they stopped. haha. brilliance !!!!!  I decided I was too hot with the four hats on so I took off two, keeping my favorite of choice on my head. The rest of the garage sale, I even drove my sister and her friend to safeway wearing my hats like this. I think my sister is probably used to it by now but I might have scared her friend.

To top it all off, when my dad saw me I had added those 3d glasses you get at the movies, however I had punched the tinted glasses part out. All he did was laugh and take pictures of me. I enjoy the fact that my dad sees me like this interacting with people and doesn't ask me to change, in fact he had someone he work with drop something off at our house, and he encouraged me to wear the outfit when that person arrived. so lovely.

example a

My sister on the other hand, still gets embarrassed by some of my antics. For example. OH THIS JUST PISSED ME OFF. so I, being the nicest daughter a dad could have, suggested to pick up dinner. I told my sister come come along but she must wear those doctor gloves, not touch anything, and cough into a tissue that must be discarded once outside of the car ( she was uber sick) if I had a facemask I would have made her wear it. I suggested several times that we stop and get some but she refused...I guess she only goes so far with my suggestions.

I like to think I have a mild case of Hypochondria, Ill see something and think, oh em gee... I totally have that. or i'll read up on the latest sickness ( I have no idea why, must be the hypochondriac in me) and totally think I might get it or have it/ slash the fact ( like how I added the / and then told you it was a slash?) that when my sister is sick or anybody is sick I need disinfectant and to stay 10 feet or more away at all times.  I think admitting to Hypochondria proves even more that my case is there but mild...or so i'd like to believe....I don't want to be a freak or anything..ha..ha..


Anyways so my sister and I have just pulled in a parking spot, well technically I pulled and she sat. but whatever, I pulled and my sister sat ready to get out of the car , when some lady pulls up and parks next to us. Doing the right thing I wait for them to get out since they already started to, when the door opens on the passenger side and this lady gets out , but in the process of getting out lets the door hit my car door and bounce off it a couple times, knowing that it was hitting my car, and just not caring. ( maybe she thought we weren't in the car...but still! COME ON!?!!?)  picture me: sitting in my car mouth hanging open , eyes wide as I say very loudly "LADY, YOU ARE HITTING MY CAR!" ... she looks up , sees us in the car, sees my face and say "oh!" and stops the door from its continuing bouncing....

I think at this point my sister may have crouched down lower in the car telling me to be quiet because they could hear what I was saying.  my response" I know they can hear me, they should, she shouldn't be letting the door hit my car" I say this still in my loud voice. Now, the rest of the car has unpiled and they are looking at me like i'm crazy, but come on, if someone was letting their car door hit your door knowingly and not even try to stop it... you would be upset too.. don't lie. And these weren't soft touches, they were hard bangs, hard enough that I could feel it (thats what she said) . My sister thinks I overreacted but it was my car, she doesn't understand cause she doesn't have a car. They were probably looking at me like I was crazy anyways cause on that side i have a big scrape on it because I accidentally ran into a pole... hard. haha but it wasn't my fault. well it was but I was sick and had just taken Dayquill and your apparently not supposed to drive cause of side effects. anyways I thought the pole was much farther away than it apparently was. I miss that pole every single time except for that one time. curse you!

my sister and I ... the usual 

I feel that as time goes on and the older I get, the less I care about acting the way society wants me to act, more about being myself and not contained in a world where I have to act a certain way, although there are appropriate times to act like society wants, and I know those but putting a smile on someone's face always makes my day. example... my gym picture is of me pretending to shoot guns in the air, every time I check in they see that picture.

example b

It's Friday!

 Finally it's friday! The day I can finally relax and do nothing.... oh wait. I have biology test on monday so that means studying the whole weekend. fantastic.


     I guess I can't really complain. I want a good grade so I study hard. I guess it's my fault for ruining my weekend. oh well. the little things I do in life.


     I am one of those people who do things and don't really care what you think, I am my own person, I am constantly told how weird I am and usually pointed at/ laughed at. For example My lab partner pointed out a drawing I had made looked like pac-man. You know the game pac-man right? well anyways I started humming the tune to the game and drew the little dots that it eats, after all that she looks at me and she wow... you're really weird. I replied with.....I know, all smiles from me. It's not unusual that I am told that.  

When I was living in Santa Monica, I was on the way to the gym with my roommate and we danced to our music the whole 5 blocks to the gym. We got stares and points and lots of eye raising and laughing, but it was fun, and we definitely made some peoples day, so I'd say instead of walking to the gym.... dance your way to the gym and see what it brings you :)


Another example. I am not afraid or ashamed to say I like Justin Bieber and will bust a move to him if I hear him playing somewhere. So in that case I'm not afraid or ashamed to blast Jbiebs in my car and sing full blast to "baby baby baby oh! " or " enie menie miny moe" or "you smile I smile" ... or.... you get the point...anyways picture this: all the windows on my car down, sunroof open, Bieber on full blast and me, singing full blast adding dance moves every now and then, when all of a sudden..... super hot smokey sexy man walks in front of my car and stares at me with both eyebrows up, like way up to the point of reaching his hair line. His lips were twitching in a smirk and I could tell he was holding back a laugh.......  ...........I caught his eye and I could only look away right away and turn Bieber down a little bit.... one word. embarrassing. It takes not quite a lot to embarrass me but just the right thing to make me realize how embarrassing some situations I put my self in are.  Definitely a slap to the forehead move.


I mean I could go on and on and on and tell you all my embarrassing stories and things I do that put me in those situations but that would just take forever!

I do know that I still got BIEBER FEVER BABY!

How cute is he?! 

THINGS I PONDER

So my friend Tori, made her status one day : Things I ponder..

 and that got me thinking... I PONDER A LOT. like a lot a lot

so this post is dedicated to her and thanks for making me ponder even more.



THINGS I PONDER SEGMENT:

- Do Ducks and Fish get cold? or hot?

- Do French cows moo in French?

- How do rappers move their mouth so fast?

- If socks are clothing for our feet, can just our toes have socks too?

- When pronouncing Herb, the H is silent.....

- If a tree falls in a forest and nobody is around... does it still make a sound?


I have a ton more ponder segments to come. If you have any answers please comment :}

Thanks for joining me Tonight at 7:44 pm this has been THINGS I PONDER with Simply Amanda

goodnight.