The Derned Mascara!

That derned mascara!!! The stuff doesn't come off well enough! Apart from that I love theatre! Today was opening night(Friday the 13th, crazy eh?). It went okay, except that one of the dances fell to pieces and one of the main characters in the scene wasn't ready in time, so they had to stall for like 2 minutes. Apart from that things went pretty well. Except my derned mascara won't come off and I look goth!! Well, not really. It is pretty funny looking though...

Anyways, we learned tonight that you should never ever ever listen to the "Winnie the Pooh" theme song and think about the Jedi Counsel. Hahahaha!!! I got you! Funny though, isn't it. I can just see Ki Adi Mundi(tall head guy) swinging his head from side to side to the music. Then Boss Nass comes up and says "Meesa just loves eatin thisun hunny!". That's just funny. Also on the way home we were making up the acronyms for the 3 letters on the licence plates of other other cars, and I did this one for DSB. Disturbingly Sober Barbarians. I bowled today too. And my bowling nemesis(Jordy) came out even with me, we each beat the other in two games. Oh, and Galen, you left one! (hehehehe)

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Normal? What is this Normal?

Sorry I haven't been posting regularly people, but I've been busy what with Easter and my play. Anyways, I'm posting now, so aren't you happy? Makes me wanna do a jig, except I'm sitting at a desk, so that could hurt right now. Ooh, my bagel is done, brb. (I know I didn't have to put this, but oh well) I'm back now, with my bagel. Don't you just love plain bagels with cream cheese? I do, this is my 3rd today(I had 2 at breakfast).

Anyways, I guess that digression was a bit abnormal. But, what might I ask is normal? I think normality is an illusion created by the perceived ideal of those that control the media and other major influences. However, since humans are always wanting more, they can never attain their supposed personal "Norm". Unless of course a girl marries a guy named Norm, then she has her own personal Norm, but that's beside the point. The point is that God made everyone unique and the expectations of others for us to be "normal" often end up limiting how much one can be the person they were made to be. It all seems rather silly to me. Well, in closing, it has been said that we come into this world unique,so why should leave it a copy? Just a thought. It's 10:20, and you are loved.

"How to Save a Life" and The Apostles

After Mass this evening I was in adoration, and was thinking of the Apostles and Jesus in the garden, and how the Apostles kept falling asleep. And the one thing that kept popping into my head was the chorus of "How to Save a Life" by The Fray. And it actually does fit. Here's the lyrics:

Where did I go wrong,
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

It does fit actually, from the perspective of the Apostles. Yeah, that hit me hard. I really can feel what they must have felt, seeing Jesus dead on the cross. They must have felt dead, in despair, hopeless. They didn't know Jesus would rise, they thought he was gone. They had devoted their lives to him, and he was dead. They must have felt purposeless. It's just a hopeless feeling. And they hadn't even been able to stay up in their last hours with him. That must have just killed them inside. It's horrible. That's about all I came up with on that. Also, a friend of mine is having some hard times right now, so could you all please pray for them? Thanks. That's it for now. It's 10:13 and you are loved!

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On the Effects of a Frigid Shower...

Well, our hot water heater is busted, and the earliest we can replace it is 2 weeks, so I thought I'd tell you how odd a truly frigid shower is. It's a bit like laughing gas. You get hyper ventilated and then you can't stop laughing. Yeah. It's quite invigorating actually. I felt sleepy, before I showered, but afterwards I was giddy and super hyper for nearly 20 minutes. (not that anyone noticed) The downside, (aside from getting light headed and then numb and laughing your head off and feeling giddy and hyper, if you don't like that sort of thing, though I like it) is that when you're drying off it's problematic because you can't tell whether your feet are wet or not. But o well, serah serah. Also I noticed that it says that my posts are posted an hour later then they actually are posted, and I don't know why it does that. I should see about fixing that. No matter, you've all been a wonderful audience tonight. Or wonderful readers, as it may be, but it's late now, so this is the one and only Highland Sage, signing out.

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A Cold Glass of Coca-Cola

Sorry I didn't post much last week people, I was sick and then I wasn't around. I am currently sitting at my computer making this entry and have in front of me a cold glass of Coca-Cola. What more could someone ask for at this hour than to be blogging and drinking Coke? That's really odd, why is it called Coca-Cola, but you Spell it Coke instead of Coce. Oh, I think I just answered my own question. Anyways, not much has happened to me (that is relevant), so I'll take this in a completely different direction. I won't actually. Anyways, my Coke is in a green plastic cup with five ice cubes. And now for something completely different.

In my profile, you know how it says I don't use weapons, I am a weapon? Well, I've figured out what kind of weapon I am. I'm a weapon of mass distraction!! Punny of me, eh? Well, I haven't much else to say. I'm gonna go watch a Bob Newhart now, so g'night to you all, may you have pleasant dreams, and may you never awaken to the sound of a ravenous Bugbladder Beast of Traal in your hall. Thank you, and goodnight.