Thursday, August 26, 2010

Tattoos

Greetings.


No, I didn't get a tattoo, I promise. Joseph has just been doodling on my arm for the last two days. He has these Green Lantern and other colored rings form the comic series and he wears at least one to school every day with his class ring. For the last two days, he has imprinted three of the insignias on my arm. (Ow.) Then with the imprint as a base, he draws the design so that when the imprint fades, I'll still have it. It kind of feels like he's branding me. Cool!

But let us discuss tattoos for a minute. What are they? You get a tattoo by having someone stick you thousands of times with a needle dipped in ink and sexually transmitted diseases (the diseases give the ink a nice purplish color). Why do people do it? Some for sluttiness i.e. a rose on a woman's breast, a heart on her hip, or self-expression i.e. a peace sign, a cross, or a yin yang symbol. (In fact, if I ever got a tattoo I'd get either a yin yang symbol or a four-leaf clover. I'm not sure where.) But basically tattoos are permanent forms of art. Eventually when you get old and saggy, that heart is going to look like a gallstone and that rose will turn into Rosie O'Donnell, but that's what laser surgery is for! Yay!

I find tattoos to be interesting. I'm not going to get one. I don't like needles (I freaked when I had my ears pierced) and what if the dude got it wrong? But the thought processes behind the tattoos fascinate me.

Wow, I got really off topic... Oh, well. I think I made sense...?


Hugz
HM

Sunday, August 22, 2010

School and Awards

Greetings.


Senior. Year. Starts. TOMORROW. BEGIN FREAK OUT SESSION NOW!!!!! I cannot believe that I'm going to be a senior! I mean, college admissions, scholarships, admissions essays, SATs, ACTs, migraines, jobs, I think I'm hyperventilating just THINKING ABOUT IT! I'm kind of scared. I mean, I have no idea what life is like outside of school. (Summer doesn't count) I have to get a job or else I lose my baby Kermit, I'm going to college in a year, and I'm going to live life on my own. I don't know anything! I'm smart, but I don't know how to work with the real world. I ALREADY HATE SENIOR YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!

... Okay, I have calmed down now. Last night I went to an awards ceremony similar to the Tonys for my community theater group, the group with whom I performed ALICE IN WONDERLAND. Anyways, I won something. I was nominated for Best Leading Actress for my role as The Witch for INTO THE WOODS. I won a Spirit of Junior Theater Award for exemplifying all that Junior Theater stands for. (I didn't win Best Actress. However, the only girl I would have been alright with winning won, so I'm better than I would have been if someone else had won it.) The best part about winning it was that BENTLEY WON IT WITH ME! The award goes to the boy AND the girl who exemplifies all the wonderful qualities they want and we made a speech together. It was really awesome! I opened with, "Just for the record, I am older. But he's cuter so it doesn't matter much." (I said that because he's five feet, eleven inches and I am only five feet, four and a half inches tall.) It was pretty good.

Joseph was there. Nothing was out of the ordinary, but something he said at church today made me uneasy. He said he didn't put too much emotional stock in things just in case it didn't work out the way he planned. What if he doesn't put too much emotional stock into the fact that I am practically in love with him? What if he doesn't care? I think that may be even worse...


Hugz
HM

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Comic-Con or E3

Greetings.


Okay, I have now asked Bev, Nana, and Daddy for tickets for me, Joseph, and a chaperone to go to one of these events. I am vouching for Comic-Con cause it's cheaper and more people will be there. Like, famous people. But E3 would be fun because I like video games. Either way, I'm kind of freaked too. I mean, I'd be at a convention where I've never been before. And with Joseph and a chaperone.

...Okay, now that I've said this out loud, I see how crazy I'm being. I need to rescind my request... I am nuts. Someone get me to electrotherapy quick.

And speaking of electrotherapy, I am listening to THE ADDAMS FAMILY Broadway musical. I actually enjoy it. The music is fun and I like the story line. Poor Wednesday, all she wants is to be a little more normal. Well, normal-ISH. It's fun. 7 out of 10.

Hugz
HM

Monday, August 16, 2010

Crisis

Greetings.


Oh, this can't be happening. This just CANNOT be happening. Joseph KNOWS. I mean, he knows I like him. I don't know if he knows to what degree my feelings for him are, but he knows I like him.

You remember Kenny Harris, Claire's ex-boyfriend? Well, it seems he has decided to take it upon himself to make my life Hell. During ALICE IN WONDERLAND, (he was a techie, and Joseph was Kind of Hearts, like I mentioned earlier) Kenny and Joseph had a chat. Apparently, during that little chat, either Kenny to Joseph or Joseph divulged that he knew. Either way, Kenny told me he knew. And, to make things worse, he (Joseph) is scared for our relationship. What do I do? I don't know what that means! Does he not want it to change? Is he afraid of what will happen if it does change? I NEED A MIND-READING HELMET!

I really want to strangle Kenny right now. For the past year (YEAR) I have been trying to dig up the courage to perform this great feat of love at graduation. Here was my plan: I'd take him aside, ask him to guarantee that he'd still be my friend even if I did something horrible and/or stupid, and (even though I'd only do it if he promised) then I'd have him close his eye (optional) and I'd kiss him.

THAT'S ALL BYE-BYE. At least, for now. All of my courage is GONE, what little there was of it. If any of you know me, you know I am not easily frightened. I have my phobias i.e. blood, death, the future, spiders larger than my forefinger, amphibians, reptiles. But those are so rare, except for maybe the blood and the future (ha ha), that I am not scared easily.

But this time... This terrifies me. He is my best friend. My confidant. God only knows, maybe my soul-mate. I love him dearly but I want his friendship too. If he gets too scared, he'll leave and I don't know if I can take that. When Freddy dumped me, I gained 40 pounds. Joseph means so much more to me than Freddy ever did. I don't know what will happen to me. Or to him. I think that, somehow, he needs me too. Almost as much as I need him. I'm scared. Scared out of my mind. More scared than I have been for YEARS.

Are you there, God? It's me, Harmony Margaret. The one you cursed with the longest name EVER. Please, help me. Find some way to help me. I need it. I would appreciate you changing Joseph's heart in favor of me, but anything to help is preferable than silence.

I must go cry myself to sleep now.


Hugz
HM

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Review: THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE

Greetings.


Well, Nana, Bev, and I went to see THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE earlier this evening. My verdict: Four out of five stars. It was good. I love Nic Cage. He's a great actor. His character is hysterical and he's hot. I'm sorry, but for a 1,000+ year old guy, Balthasar is hot. But then again, so is Nic Cage. You know, I think he looks better with longer hair. But then, that may be my own personal taste. On guys I like-

Okay, I digress. The guy who played Dave, Jay Bucharel, I think his name was, did very well at playing the lovable nerd. I adore lovable nerds. Which explains why I love Joseph. He has longish hair, glasses, and that confidence in who he is as a person. Very sexy. Anyways, Jay did a great job. The plot of the movie was predictable but I found it very interesting. I liked how they fairly accurately referenced Merlin and Morgana Le Faye. But as I recall, Merlin only had one charge (hello, Arthur) and he never died. Morgana led him to a cave and made him sleep. AND he aged backwards. Sheesh, they need to do their homework. Sorry, I am a big myth and legend fan. In fact, Greek mythology is one of my specialties and I was very happy with Rick Riordan and how he did his PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS series. He stayed very true to the established myths.

Anyways, good movie. Go see it. (P.S. ALFRED MOLINA ROCKS HARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)


Hugz
HM

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Tears Of Sleep Deprivation

Greetings.


How many people cry for joy? How many people just get so happy that they cry? I don't, normally. I mean, I have a slight reputation as being one of the following: a nerd, a girl with anger-management problems, a loner, or the loudest most out spoken feminist in my school. One of them, or maybe a compilation of a few of them. But never "crybaby". At least, not after seventh grade.

But earlier this morning, I FINALLY got a reply from Joseph. His cell phone wasn't working, I guessed, so I texted his dad. Once, just once. And he wrote back. (Joseph, not Mr. M. Well, he did too, but I am not as into that. ha ha. not funny) And I cried. I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO pathetic! It didn't help that I hadn't slept beforehand.

I soooo need to fix my sleep schedule. AND I need to finish my summer reading. (opens up new window, talking to self) Oh, Sparknotes, where are you?


Hugz
HM