Quote of the day: O my soul, bless Jesus. Never forget the many graces He has given thee. Love that God who so loves thee. Lift thyself up to Him, who has lowered Himself for thee; show thyself as He shows Himself with thee; be clean of heart, be pure. Love thy Jesus, who has lifted thee out of so much misery. Love thy God, bless thy Lord
- Saint Gemma Galgani
I'm so sorry for not writing again (this pre-entry apology is getting to be a habit, so I'll apologize now for the next five entries, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there, now I don't have to say it!). Thanksgiving was a blast! We went to see cousins! They're hilarious! We wrote a story called Pringles the Part-Peruvian Parakeet, which was pretty much about nothing (nothing about parakeets at least), made a movie with Guthrie's camera that didn't have a name but was about a bunch up people being attacked by a monster, and did a play called the Alphabet Soup Squad in which Madame Schwab conquered the Mysterious B (whose real name turned out to be Bubba). All in all, we had a great time. The food was good, but that's the case every Thanksgiving. I drew Guthrie's picture and he drew mine. His was pretty good! It looked just like me!
We came home that night because we had Chato with us. The next day we went to see Harry Potter with some friends. It was really fun! The movie was excellent! I had heard really bad reviews from other people, but it was good! I'm almost glad they cut out SPEW and Dobby and everything, because it was sort of pointless to have it. It was "easily expendable" (what?). I really enjoyed it. If you haven't seen it, go see it!
Today I did homework and then we went to look for costumes for my sister (she's playing the Baroness in The Sound of Music) and we found a suit for her to wear (it's turquoise, yay!). We saw Pride and Prejudice (movies every day!) which I was really dreading, but it turned out well. Keira Knightly wasn't as annoying as I thought she was going to be and everyone else was good too. I think there were about ten men in there at the most, and that was out of about thirty people. It's gotten so cold! I know I've already said this loads of times, but it's true! It's so freezing! It's almost December as well! Oh no! That means it's almost time for the show (not until March, but time is going by so quickly!). I dreamed last night that it was opening night and I hadn't memorized any of my lines and I didn't have my costume so I went out in a dress! It was horrible! It was the typical actor's nightmare, as my mom says. It's horrible, even though it doesn't make any sense. I mean, why would you still be in the show if you had missed all the rehearsals? Anyway, my mom told me a long time ago about this dream she had that she and Dad were in a show together and the first act went really well and they were doing really well until intermission when she realized that she didn't know any of her lines for the second act. She and Dad were supposed to be sitting in bed and she knew that they had to sing a song, but she didn't know it. She decided to glue the pages of her script into a cookbook that she had and pretend to be reading in bed so she could just read the lines out.
I have a lot of weird dreams, but I've started to forget them! It's horrible! One I remember specifically is the one I had when I was in the fifth grade where I was in London I think and in this really bright room and we were all taking a vote on something. Some more stuff I forget happened and then I was arrested for voting on something when I wasn't a British citizen and for answering a certain question a certain way, I forget exactly, but then I whipped my revised version (written in pink pen -- ?) out of my pocket and handed it to the judge who was this scary old lady and she read it and she said "oh, yes, I see" or something like that. Then suddenly I was in training to become a witch with these weird people dressed in rags and I answered the phone and they got really mad at me for answering it normally so I whispered "Hello" in this scary, slithery voice and the person on the other end went "Yah!" and hung up. Then there was something about looking down this path that led to some clearing that we couldn't get to and setting off plastic fireworks (?) but I won't go into much detail. Then, the final part, I was back in my classroom and everyone was all in uproar :). Mrs. Daly was crying at her desk because she had lost her pet flying cat Igli. There were all these FBI agents there and they kept asking Mrs. Daly how to spell Igli and she kept saying, "I-G-L-I, how many times do I have to tell you?!" and then I went to the middle of the room where Ms. Foerster was building something with bricks. She turned to me and said "It has to be big so Igli can fly around." Then I turned and went over to the cubbies (remember cubbies?!) that were all flowing out with Series of Unfortunate Events books. I didn't know where mine was because they all looked the same, but I looked to find Andie because I knew my cubby was next to Andie's. I found her and I was searching through my cubby (I don't know what for, maybe for Igli) but I kept looking at all the books and I recognized them, but they weren't real books I don't think. Anyway, I forget exactly what I did at the cubbies, but that was when I woke up. It was very strange. There are a lot more, but I won't tell them to you (you'd probably get bored). I love having weird dreams! I have to go now! Bye!
-MC
Posted by maryclare1900
at 18:54 EST
Updated: Saturday, 26 November 2005 19:04 EST