It's snowing - Hell must've froze over. Twice. I'm supposed to be quite elated actually, this is after all my favourite type of weather, but I can't help but feel slightly depressed and overall, rather nostalgic as I'm sitting here, in my living room, watching the wintry mix fall gently settling on cars' hoods and 'bleaching' the normally yellowish grass that I've grown accustomed to since I've moved here about 5 months ago.

It could also very well be the song that's playing right now. As I've mentioned in my previous post, I get very emotional when I listen to music or watch movies - and now, I've succumb to the wrath of the melodic piano of Roses and Butterflies causing my tear ducts to be positively sensitive.

But maybe it's due to the fact that I'm not looking forward to going to school tomorrow. I'm praying for another miracle school district closing but the future as of now, looks quite dim. I've got an abundance of homework which seems to just send me into a procrasinating state of mind whenever I look at it and the worst thing is, it's due tomorrow. It's probably just wishful thinking - me hoping that tomorrow will be another chance to pick my lazy ass self and start making things happen.

HAH! I laugh at myself.

Unless, the snow's gonna pick up its pace, there's no way I'm gonna be able to watch the Australian Open tomorrow morning from the comfort of my bed. Damn.

Oh, funny story, (not really, but since I'm in a nostalgic mood...everything seems funny when I think about the past) last year was the first time I'd ever seen snow. When it came down hard, I remember screaming out in the middle of my drama class, "HOLY CRAP IT'S SNOWING!" ( I was literally seated in the middle of the diminishing class - diminishing because 15 people signed up in the first semester, but in the middle of it, we were left with about 9 or 10) I guess he'd never exactly seen a person react to snow like that, so he allowed me to head out and start twirling, enjoying myself like the little girl that I really am inside.

I felt so...so...liberated. To be free from the mental walls I had built up just felt so lifting. Almost as lifting as the time I cried at the SEA Forensics when I'd realized that I didn't make finals (technical mistake at the time)- hey! give a girl a break. I was living off on so little sleep with coke for about 2 days, the least I could do was cry ;p.

Oh crap. The snow's stopped. If I'm gonna need a miracle, I require it show up in about 7 hours.

Failing Actress
{ 12:23 PM }

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the *ahem* failing actress has entered the building! *waits for applause*

Thank you.

Now I know that blogger is for the uber-serious bloggers out there with their amazing vocabulary and style of writing that would make mine seem completely inferior but hey! I'm a failing actress and I personally think that it's my duty (since I am in the failing business) to tap into another area that needs some 'failing'. And THAT is why I 've decided to start blogger.

Why failing actress you may ask? I have coined the label of a failing actress because I have yet to prove myself as a serious, dramatic thespian. I'm basically a one hit wonder, and let's be frank, that one particular hit wasn't exactly a huge splash. So that just leaves us with wonder; BUT I wouldn't call myself a wonder either, so...I guess I'm... nothing.*looks down and tweedles thumbs*

*bawls hysterically*

*picks self up* Just to warn you in advance, I'm pretty much cry at everything. I cry when I watch movies, listen to music, just anything that triggers the sensitivity chip within me. God must've given me an excess of sensitivity just to see how far I could take crying, which I've probably taken to the next level by now. Remember the sniffling in the cinema you heard when that guy in Love Story was saying the "love means never having to say you're sorry" line? Yeap. *points finger to self* That was me. Remember the person that screamed NO! when Romeo was drinking the poison at the end of the 1968 version? Again. *Raises hand and nods* That was me.

Well, before this failing actress gets booted off for ranting way too much for her own good. I'd like to take a moment to thank some people. Thank you to all the 'fans' who've come and viewed my blog, it's my first and potentially one of my last if I don't get enough responses so I'm thanking you in advance to help sway your view in my favor. Thank you and Good night

Announcer: Very *cough* nice of the failing actress to grace us with her um...um...rant. NEXT up, the monologue of the... *light fades out*
{ 3:22 PM }

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