annie's first flirtation with hypertext fiction

Java Rock was so awesome! All the Creative Writing department plus a bunch of others (Shelby, Crystal, Ariana, Ben, Rick, Blaze, Brandi, Carl, Francis)...etc) came. I was terribly nervous about performing but I suppose it wasn't *that* bad, LoL. I didn't like the poem very much-- I feel it could have been better...oh well. I had fun though, and I did talk to him once, sooo...YAY ANNIE! I was pretty pissed off though, because before I read I was talking to Chad, Ben and (sort of) Francis and they were trying to guess how much I weighed. I asked Chad if he would ask an obese woman herweight-- and he said yes, so I couldn't use that argument, LoL. They weren't being mean or anything, it just pissed me off...oh, and when Chad introduced my poem he said I definitely got the most mail out of any student there ever at the Academy..LMAO...(i love my friends and mom!!)

Everyone who read was very, very good and I especially enjoyed Chad's short story about the Academy blowing up and the police thinking he'd done it. The BEST parts were when he "confessed" by admitting all the stuff that got to him: Angie's gypsy beads jangling 24/7, Carl & Brandi getting married in "his" lounge and not even inviting him, Mr. Moses (aka Francis) setting a bush on fire so he could talk to a burning bush (LoL!), Eric always talking about James Joyce...LMAO, it was SOOO classic! I want a copy of it sooo bad!! Plus later on he read a poem while I was outside w/ Shelby. She was on her cell and I was writing a letter to Becky and sucking down my second 20 ounce iced coffee (I think I've been peeing nothing but pure caffeine since 10 o'clock last night!). We got home later on and Greg was driving the van. It was HILARIOUS!! He forgot to pick up Bob (who had a sprained ankle) and then we had to drive back to Java Rock and find him..but we couldn't! Greg was all "fuck fuck fuck!" (Jeff told us inPotery today that Greg wanted to be a priest and now he'll swear like a pirate but never in a million years say "goddammit or hell" haha). Then right by campus the police started following us and none of us were wearing seatbelts...Greg was all "now, slowly and nonchalantly, I want you to all casually lean over and strap on your seatbelts"..LoL!! He never pulled us over though, sadly. That would have been very exciting, though not for Greg, I'm sure.

There wasa techno DJ outside Harner and although I'm told Francis pole danced, I've had ENOUGH techno for my entire life after that scary rave at Cornerstone, so I went to my room. I talked to Sarah for a little, then tried to sleep, then called Alicia.

What a lovely night!

I just got back from the monlogue in Franklin. It was OK...the ride down was fun,as was the ride back. The monologue was actually interesting but I got pretty sleepy during it and almost nodded off.

Last night was so hectic I didn't get to sleep until midnight and tonight is the reading at Java Rock. I'm nervous but I want to perform-- I think I'll do a piece I wrote this morning for Poetry. Since my disk corrupted ("like file like owner," Michael said =) I lost a poem I wrote last night that I really, really loved. I'm still pretty pissed about it. It was about the kid who drowned at Cornerstone...I had tio write a whole new poem this morning, and I ranted about how people react to my body size. It was quite a good vent.

I can't believe I'm going home on FRIDAY-- it feels like we're just getting started here! I miss Ashley, Elby, Lauren, Lindsay, Matt, Sarah and Zach like you wouldn't believe-- but I still don't want to go home! It's going to be so....boring.

I don't want to go back to work, either. I'm getting sick of sitting behind a library desk checking people out for four hours every Thursday for $5.25 an hour. I want a more exciting job! But I AM excited for my mom's cooking...mmmm. Anything but Boozel sounds GREAT to me! I've been living on bagels and cereal and baby spinach, along w/ some select vanilla pie and fudge ice cream bars. More than likely, at dinnertime I'll be in my room scavaging for goldfish crackers and snickers bars. Carri and I got pizza last night and it was SOOO good! Then at Pomegranate Joanna took orders then drove to Java Rock and brought us all coffee, god love her. My mint chocolate iced coffee was good enough so that I'm buying several more tonight.

OK, I'm off to type a poem for tonight!

I love getting mail! Especially FIVE long(ish) letters from Lindsay, Lauren, Sue, Sarah and Becky. I didn't read them all yet, because I want to savor them later tonight. After I finish my Poetry homework that is...argh-- poetry is not meant to have dialogue!!! And now our bedchecks are at ten o'clock, and tonight is the last night of Pomegranate-- if I have ANY free time to read them, I'll be lucky!!

Tomorrow is the Java Rock reading. I'm kind of nervous, but after Jess and Cat talked about it in Poetry, I felt a LOT better. It seems pretty informal and everyone is crazily enthusiastic. I'm fairly sure I'll read-- I mean, why the hell not? Even if I suck, it'll be practice for Friday's dreaded showcase. Oh boy, can't wait for that one...=X

Nothing big is going on...*yawn*...seriously, my biggest issues since Sunday night's craziness are

A) I haven't seen him since then except twice, at lunch yesterday and today. Plus since out bedchecks are so early, there are no more movies...which means no more chat time w/ him. Hmph.

B) I lost the rad burned CD Lindsay made me for Cornerstone. I was listening to it on the way home from Cleveland and suddenly it disappeared from my purse. It's ridiculous. But I have no idea where it is and I miss it =/

Isn't my life ripe with thrills?

What an interesting weekend I had. Little did I know Friday afternoon as I innocently blogged away that I would be teased and manipulated and teased and tormented and teased...and yes, I would face my *fear* and be teased some more. But the juicy stuff only took place Sunday night....sooo....you'll get to that soon enough.

Friday afternoon Carri and I did Pomegranate for 2 hours, then went to the tiniest WalMart I have EVER seen (in Grove City) w/ a bunch of kids and Chad. It's one of my only non-super WalMarts I've seen anywhere since, like, 1997! Sarah, Angie, Carri and I bought food, and then went to look at the clothes. They had some HILARIOUSLY cheesy shirts with prints on them, like the one with a kitten who's mouth was wide open, teeth bared, holding a microphone surrounded by 2 puppies singing. LMAO. We had a blast going through those! After we got back, I ordered Chinese food w/ Jess, Crystal, Sarah, Angie and Shelby (Carri doesn't like Chinese...??) and we hung out w/ Nick (who has a pornstar fetish LoL) while we waited for it to be delivered. When it came we took it upstairs to the lounge on the third floor and hung out. We were joined by Susan, Nancy and Ariana, who along w/ Angie and Sarah, gave us a live documentary on How Flip-Flops Cannot Be Worn At Grove City High School Because They Will Rip Your Toes Off Somehow-- it was SO funny!

Saturday was our field trip to Cleveland-- it was all right. I hated waking up so early! The art museum was pretty cool-- there was this awesome Indian gift shop. The Rock n Roll Hall of Fame sucked. I'm sorry but it definitely wasn't all I expected. Not at all. There was barely anything on great, legendary bands (OK, I'm basically talking about Journey here. Steve Perry ROCKS and there was NOTHING on him or Journey in the entire seven fricking floors!!!). Carri and I did see, however, clothing that belonged to Tori Amos & Sarah McLachlan, which made us freak out and act like total teenyboppers. Carri was squealing her head off, it was so cute =) And I almost touched AJ McLean's Millennium tour costume and his hoverboard, which made me squeal too =D They had some Bon Jovi memorabilia which was cool, too, but other than that...bLaH. *yaaaaaawn* Yessiree....the most exciting thing about Saturday was Blaze, James and Rick giving me the deal on Francis, LoL. They teased me the whole ride home about him ,I was blushing nonstop. They talked to him-- then told me he would talk to me later. I was so nervous I called Sarah and Ashley and they had to reassure me for like 2 hours, LoL. (Carri kept squealing "Fraaaannnnnccccy" in the background-- LMAO). Our talk never materialized that night though, because I was at a *poetry reading* at which Eric both bored and patronized us by reading a page and a half of Ulysses and discussing sream-of-consciousness like we had no cluie what it was (which pissed me off-- hello? the mjaority of us at the reading are in creative writing! We're not stupid!), a Goth girl read Marilyn Manson to us and scared us, Ben from Visual Art recited The Road Less Traveled beautifully and the intern leading the discussion (forget his name...) chain smoked and made me hack the entire hour I stayed down there.

Sunday Carri and I slept in till about 11:30, which was sOoOoOoOo wonderful. It was marvelous, honestly. We spent about 2 hours doing our laundry w/ Crystal after we showered and went down to the picnic. He was there, playing football w/ the boys, but when I was getting a soda, he somehow appeared on the other side of the cooler and was staring at me. I managed to say hi, at which he made no reply, so I was like "screw it," and went to sit down with my lunch. The rest of my day was dull, until after dinner. Crystal and I took a walk then came back and found everyone in the kitchen. We hung out, then Blaze came back in and was all, "Annie, you have to go to the lounge and talk to Francis, I even ripped him away from his pizza!" I was freaking out (of course) so much that Jess threatened to carry me in the lounge. After that, I went quietly. And it really was OK. I mean, I sat down next to him on the couch and we talked for like a half hour-- straight! Well, he talked for a half hour---> he seemed eager to, and he would interrupt me eventually if I started talking more. Maybe he was nervous too. But I found out he writes too, even though he's here for jazz. Score points for this boy!! Later on, Blaze told me Francis said I seemed to have "a bit of a confidence problem" *snorts*-- I suppose that's putting it mildly! Anyway, that was my lovely weekend. YAY for WEEKENDS!!! *cheers ecstatically*

Oh, I love workshopping now. My poem went over well and I got some great suggestions on it. My story went fine too. I feel very relieved now...about multiple things =P

random quote of the day: "don't have sex in the lounge during happy hour!"-- angie, to brandy (LoL)


i feel so well-rested and refreshed. it's amazing what sleeping an extra hour can do for you! last night Carri and i ended up skipping dinner and ordering pizza, and since we had a couple slices left over, we just ate that for breakfast and hung around the dorm, listening to Tori. nice and relaxing-- until Angie came by and we discovered that someone had taken a marker to our board and written "we give head"!!!! luckily, we're at the end of the hall away from the door, but still!!!! i erased the entire board and wrote that we were PISSED aabout certain vulgarities being added to our board and the next time it happened, we would tattle (LoL). Then Angie grabbed a marker and wrote that if anyone tried it again, she'd pay them a little *visit*...I almost hope someone writes something again-- just because I want to see Angie's reaction =)

Last night I got to talk to Ashley on the phone for an hour-- it was the best thing I could have done with my night, even better than sleeping. Of course her phone bill will be horrendous, but it was so worth it! I missed her more than I thought, and she filled me in on all the happenings of USC. It wasn't much-- Lauren and Jon broke up AGAIN (that's the seventh breakup in three years!!); Sarah's old dog, Elwood, who I loved, had to be put down =( and right before her driving test, Sarah's blinker blew out and she can't retake it until August...there goes our summer transportation. We had a whole list of mini-roadtrip plans. Hmph. I vented for a while to Ash about how worried I was about workshopping my poetry and fiction and she totally comforted me...I needed some babying badly =) Plus, it turns out Matt, Lauren, Ash and I are all sick w/ the same sore throat/headache/congestion thing...Ashley and I kept having to cover the phone to cough and blow our noses...how lovely!

Oh, the workshopping in Poetry and Fiction will be fine, I think. I wasn't even planning on workshopping anything in Poetry but Carri took my disk and picked a few. I didn't read them out loud yet but I got some really great comments on them. It made me feel buttloads better =P I didn't get a chance to read it Fiction, but I love my excerpt (the one from Accurate Stereotypes), and since I'm planning to expand upon it, I want comments and critiquing on the characters and plot. I really love my Fiction class, but Poetry...well, it's OK, but I don't know...it feels bit awkward. I think it's because Jessica seems little off-rhythm with the rest of us...but I can't put my finger on it.

Oh, I found out my jazz boy's name...it's Francis...teehee. I think it's kinda cute =P Angie talked to him last night and told him she had a short, skinny (she makes me sound particularly attractive, huh?) friend who "had her eye on him." *giggle* Then today at lunch, he came in and while he was getting ketchup, Angie went up to him and started talking to him. Of course I was freaking out but when she came back she just said she told him she was talking to him to scare me. Angie's one of kind *rolls eyes*

Tomorrow I'll be rocking 'n rolling at Cleveland's very own Hall O' Fame...whee!! I can't wait to see Kevin Richardson's costume from the Millennium tour *blush* I'll post on my trip Sunday, because I have NO HOMEWORK this weekend!!! YAY!!!!!!!

*yawn* i'm so sleepy right now, my eyelashes feel like someone tied mini barbells to them. they keep closing for longer and longer periods of time...i suppose it serves me right for going to sleep at midnight every night since the 29th and waking up at 6 AM roughly every morning. well...at cornerstone, at least, i napped during the day and such, but here we're almost never in our dorms.

i probably should have some deep philosophical thought on my day so far but i'm a walking zombie. the most thrilling part of my day has been learning I HAVE MAIL (i have yet to actually RECIEVE it but...YAY!!=) Logically, it's probably my hoodie, which i forgot and my parents promised to send me and it shoukd have been here either today or tomorrow, but i really hope Lindsay sent me a care package =) She's the only one who seemed keen on sending me stuff here and if she doesn't, my eyes will well up and overflow.

I have to read an excerpt from my short story for Fiction tomorrow and I'm freaking out. I HATE reading out loud in general and reading my own work-- not to mention the story is not going to be short, and the beginning is kind of shallow-- terrifies me. Argh. I STILL haven't written a decent poem yet-- whatever I write that I like pales drastically in comparison to everyone else's work. I guess I suck more than I thought. Today's been a gr8 self esteem booster, huh? =P

My head's pounding because all I ate for lunch was a couple handfuls of goldfish crackers, a twix bar and a few yogurt-covered peanuts. Not that it wasn't totally delish but...

I highly doubt I'll miss another meal.

fumbling my way though a fiction not so different from the bazillion i feel i've already looked through. it's from hypertxt.com and it's about a middle aged Cali woman who is newly divorced and broke. Her aunt leaves her like 1000 acres of desert property and she can't afford to live there. there's a man, walker, who lives in the town there, and main character (who remains unnamed as of yet) interact more and more...i deduce they'll be fallin' in loooove sooner or later (this story's looooong....the links are freakin' endless!)

this is interesting, and i'm enjoying the hypertxt.com site more than the ones i saw yesterday, but still I dont like all the links and choices....argh. it's too disorganized and random for my taste. i suppose if i want to do a good job for the course, i better learn to like it, right michael? ;-)