tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738508551315914562023-11-15T07:38:19.850-08:00It's just another dayAlex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-88214667094099834662010-02-04T19:39:00.000-08:002010-02-04T19:52:23.490-08:00Hey, remember that time...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.debsville.com/images/BEST_FRIENDS.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://www.debsville.com/images/BEST_FRIENDS.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />When I think about my past, about the people that meant the most to me, there is always this one person who automatically pops into my head. This person changed my life. I was once completely in love with this person. This person was my BEST FRIEND. We would spend at least two hours on the phone every night spilling all of our felling, fears, hopes, and dreams to each other. It helped that we basically had the same dreams and the same goals in life. We were so supportive of each other. And when this person confided in me a secret that was very hard to tell, I kept it. for about 3-4 years until this person told more people. I still love this person with all my heart, but in a different way. I have so much respect for them, and this person will forever have a spot in my heart that no one will ever fill.<div>It makes me sad that now, we barely acknowledge eachother. The most communication we have is a random conversation on Skype or a wall post saying "Hey whats up?" So, I'm writing this blog to say I hope all your dreams come true. I hope one day we will both make it big and see eachother/work with eachother again. You know me better than anyone else in the world. I miss having you in my life. </div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-13224361832454384372010-01-18T19:33:00.000-08:002010-01-18T19:34:38.792-08:00This was from January 11th<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x41.xanga.com/d8d8427b24118262065022/z207090059.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://x41.xanga.com/d8d8427b24118262065022/z207090059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Well here we are! I cannot believe it is already January 10th. Classes don't start until the 19th so I have one more week of sitting in the couch doing absolutely nothing ahead of me. Yawn....<br />So I thought of something fun I could do on here this year. I read a lot. I mean A LOT, and I'm curious as to how much I actually do read. So, I'm going to keep a list of book I read in 2010, and we will total it at the end of the year to see how much of a dork I really am.<br /><br />Let me fill you in of my past two days, as they have been quite exciting.<br /><br />Yesterday started as a normal, but exciting day. Jen was home!! So I was leaving to go to her house and found out my car was dead (probably from sitting in the cold driveway for so long, since I have gone NOWHERE). So my mom jumps my car, which was an adventure in itself. But then, my engine starts SMOKING and there is this whistling sound. After a while it stopped and my mom said it was probably just from revving the engine so much to get it to jump. So I go to Jen's, she gets in my car, and we decide to go somewhere. Now, her driveway is crooked, and when there's so much snow you can't see it, it really sucks. Needless to say I end up in a snow bank. We shovel me out for about an hour with no success, and I decide to call my roadside assistance. After being on the phone for a half hour with this bitchy girl, she tells me I don't have roadside (WHICH IS BULLSHIT!) SO we go back to the manual labor. Her neighbor Nick comes over, and Nick, Jen, and Stephen (her little bro) push my car while I drive. FINALLY WE WERE FREE! We get out and we go to chipotle, but now my check engine light is on. And it's whistling again. The rest of the day was amazing, filled with watching Friends, and Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince extra's on disc two.<br /><br />Today, I call my dad and tell him my horrible car stories, and he comes over and looks at the car, (meanwhile my uterus is falling out). He decides we need to get a new battery. So we go to Autozone to get it, grab some lunch at Steak and Shake (classy), and we bond over my car engine. It was actually kind of fun. The rest of the day I sat on the couch with my heating pad and watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, and Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on ABC Family with my mom. Happy times :)<br /><br />Keep looking in my About Me thing for updated book reads.<br /><br />XOXO<br />me</span></span>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-37806596379152552582010-01-18T19:31:00.001-08:002010-01-18T19:32:14.927-08:00I'm Back!Ok. So no is on Xanga and i want to keep up with people so I'm coming back here. Im about to post the posts I put on xanga so stay tuned...Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-53478532118257528272010-01-08T19:30:00.000-08:002010-01-08T19:32:47.583-08:00Hey all. So I'm abandoing you all for Xanga. I find it way easier, and more fun to use. And it is a BAZILLION times easier to follow others blogs. sooo... Follow me there! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; ">http://ovrtherainb0w.xanga.com/</span>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-1961868275771900072009-11-26T21:24:00.000-08:002009-11-26T21:33:08.638-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/179/ICONATOR_f258f6b35e0100ab269554217b07f722.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/179/ICONATOR_f258f6b35e0100ab269554217b07f722.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!<div>I hope everyone had a fantastic day with family or friends. It's nice to have an entire day where you think about and realize all you are thankful for.</div><div>It's weird to think about thanksgiving's in years past. Even just one year ago. Everything is always the same...yet every year is different. It's an odd feeling when you really think about it. I realized today that every guest I have ever brought to Thanksgiving, Nikki, Melissa, Jessie, Pat...none of us really talk any more. These are people I was so close with that I invited them to spend a holiday with my family, and now we hardly speak. It's weird how people come and go so quickly.</div><div>So here is to every one we have ever loved, been close with, and shared a piece of our heart with. I am Thankful for you for being in my life, even if you are not anymore.</div><div>Life is too short to hold grudges or have regrets. Be happy with everything you have had, because chances are it has made you who you are today.</div><div>Have a lovely Holiday.</div><div>xoxo</div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-29214383795172425082009-11-21T19:42:00.000-08:002009-11-21T19:51:31.986-08:00It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/74/ICONATOR_284b73d449a38d0deeb431b96447a4e9.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/74/ICONATOR_284b73d449a38d0deeb431b96447a4e9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I would just like to talk about how jealous I am of my dear friend Heather June.</span></i><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Ever since I was little I read books. Book after book after book, and I would wildly fantasize about writing my own novel one day. But everything I wrote throughout my life failed miserably and was never as witty as I wanted it to be. Now Heather June is so amazingly creative. She is the most creative, intelligent person I know. She thinks the deepest thoughts and is wise beyond her years, perhaps wiser than she even knows. Even her blog posts are inspiring. She makes me think about my life and the world in ways I could have never imagined and she baffels me with her thoughts and ideas. You are amazing my love. No one on this earth is like you. You are so special and brilliant and I am so blessed to have you in my life.</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">xoxo</span></i></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-21161945055258832302009-11-20T16:30:00.000-08:002009-11-20T16:39:09.299-08:00The dreams that you dare to dream..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/558/ICONATOR_02e676c5a136e3c33d0777ee98fd5b1b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/558/ICONATOR_02e676c5a136e3c33d0777ee98fd5b1b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Sorry I fail at blogging. I kind of want to find a new blogging site. I really don't like this one. It's too hard to follow people and what not.<div><br /></div><div>So last night I had this dream about you. It was SO REAL. I can't even explain how real every thing felt. I was so happy. and I remember I looked up at you and said, "This isn't actually happening. I know it because you hate me. I must be asleep, and I know when I wake up I'm going to be really sad and wish I could sleep forever" and so the dream went on, and when I woke up I started balling. You weren't really there. It was all a dream.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh how I wish that dream was real.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I need to focus on the weekend ahead. I have projects and homework, and Grapes of Wrath and Oklahoma auditions on sunday. Then my sisters 2nd birthday. Lets try to be happy. </div><div><br /></div><div>xoxo</div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-63525074672065311442009-11-10T14:05:00.001-08:002009-11-10T14:12:55.855-08:00dum de dum<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/852/ICONATOR_daf2a369254bc335d817747af66dd6db.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/852/ICONATOR_daf2a369254bc335d817747af66dd6db.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><i><br />It has been a while since I last updated the blog. I have been super busy. Being and MT at KSU does that to a person. Oklahoma and Grapes of Wrath auditions are in 12 days (not counting today). I need to find a good character song for Oklahoma, because everyone and their mother is singing I can't say no...so I'm defiantly not doing that. The director is going to want to shoot himself by the end of the day.</i><div><i>I AM SO TIRED. I really don't even know why. I have gotten sleep and I have been trying to stay healthy and exercise...yet I'm completely exhausted. Oh well. It's probably because I'm constantly thinking about what I have to do next.</i></div><div><i>I am overwhelmingly happy that there are no classes tomorrow! YESSSS. A well needed day of rest :) AND GLEE IS ON AGAIN TOMORROW!!!! Thank god!</i></div><div><i>I am so excited for thanksgiving!! 13 days till Kelly and Heather are home!!!</i></div><div><i>Well..that is all for now. Off to practice music (story of my life.)</i></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-52370256251283463422009-10-26T18:40:00.000-07:002009-10-26T18:47:48.537-07:00H1N1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/826/ICONATOR_58fc0da5878bdd38d80cd875ec0b9ef0.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/826/ICONATOR_58fc0da5878bdd38d80cd875ec0b9ef0.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />So I'm totally fucked. <div>4 MT's have swine flu. Within the course of about 3 days. We spend so much time together, singing together and what not, that we are all screwed. We used to joke about how the MT's were doomed if even one person got it..well..it's happened. It's spreading super fast. I've heard it starts in the throat as a cough and I'm FLIPPING OUT because I have a cough. So many people are sick. One person has pneumonia and H1N1 and I am literally afraid for his life because the people that have does from it are people who had secondary infections. This is not a joke anymore. Katie and Vinny, I love you both. PLEASE get well soon. I will miss you both in class!</div><div>Everyone, please, take vitamins, drink juice and tea and get sleep. </div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-73821180015619831822009-10-21T12:57:00.000-07:002009-10-21T13:07:44.955-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/559/ICONATOR_6fb71ce379e21c0356b9946bcb46ae2d.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/559/ICONATOR_6fb71ce379e21c0356b9946bcb46ae2d.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><i>This week has already been soooo long and it's only Wednesday. I was in the scene shop for 5 hours on Monday for my scenery lab and strike 14...oh my god. I have never been so hungry in my life. I thought I was going to pass out. At the end they got us pizza and i inhaled 3 pieces, I normally eat one lol. Gross! </i><div><i>So in MTP we are singing Monologue song. They have to be songs that are really heart felt and really mean something to us, and we have to make it relate to our lives here and now, and we have to be singing it to someone (not literally) so that the emotions come through. My song is from the Goodbye Girl and it's called "How Can I Win." It's about how she can't move on from the pain and fear she has because she doesn't believe she can. So I related to myself like this: I'm singing it to Heather, and I'm asking her to help me get through all the Pat shit I went through. Because I'm still stuck in this same spot and it's been way too long. I shouldn't be stuck here any more and I'm telling her that I don't know how to move on because I don't believe I can. So, since this is pretty true story, I'm probably going to cry in MTP tomorrow.</i></div><div><i>So I am PUMPED for Halloween! Kent pretty much rivals OU's halloween so I'm so excited to see what it's like. We have our MT party and that will probably be crazy. I'm excited to walk around Kent, they close the streets and shit cuz it's so nuts. I still need to figure out what I'm going to be haha..I will. Maybe this weekend I'll go to the thrift store.</i></div><div><i>I have a job interview tomorrow to be a nursery attendant at a church. I'm so excited!! I need money and I love kids so this could be perfect.</i></div><div><i>Off to go do work. Glee Tonight!!</i></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-42269950519667920382009-10-19T10:35:00.000-07:002009-10-19T10:43:19.514-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/645/ICONATOR_882b8f7f585fae517a9fe72790e398f9.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/645/ICONATOR_882b8f7f585fae517a9fe72790e398f9.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><i>Have you ever woken up and thought to yourself, "something's going to happen this week." Like, you just know its going to be a good week and something big is going to happen. Thats exactly how I feel right now. I don't know what this thing may be, but I have the feeling of anticipation.</i><div><i>Today I have to strike the set for 14. BOO. not ok. It's at 5 and they "expect it to last till 8 or 9" WTF?! with that many people helping it should take an hour max. I hate strikes. </i></div><div><i>I filled up my gas tank today, I guess thats exciting. I really need a job. I put my resume on the career services site for school so hopefully something comes out of that. I need moneys!</i></div><div><i>I will keep you all posted on the happenings of this week, maybe something bog will happen, or maybe I'm just nuts.</i></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-39191469167994744722009-10-11T12:16:00.000-07:002009-10-11T12:27:35.629-07:00No more sad songs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/539/ICONATOR_26cb1dcbb9609e95e475cb9256091bc3.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/539/ICONATOR_26cb1dcbb9609e95e475cb9256091bc3.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I've been thinking. I don't want there to be hate in my life. It causes way to much negativity. And I also have been thinking about if I really hate anyone...and the answer is no. There is no one in the entire world I truly HATE. (yes I know...shocking.) But really I don't. If I hated the people who have caused me pain or said or did things to try to get back at them, I would be no better then they are. I don't want to be someone who is constantly seeking for revenge or filling my thoughts with negative feelings. Really, I wish these people happiness. I hope that they can learn to be better people and find their own happiness someday, because being rude and negative and causing others pain cannot bring them happiness, even if they think it can.</span></i><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I wish these people well, and I hope they will one day find peace. If they keep acting the way they are though, they never will, and I feel sorry for them.</span></i></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-43615079728576470902009-10-08T12:21:00.000-07:002009-10-08T12:30:33.399-07:00Friends<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/578/ICONATOR_a226d61d79583ddb068dba5a698b80d9.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/578/ICONATOR_a226d61d79583ddb068dba5a698b80d9.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I have the most amazing friends in the entire world. This is not a new discovery in the slightest..but it's something that I take for granted. They are always there for me, and I hope they know I am always there for them. They will always come first, no matter what. I think this is something we all need to remind ourselves sometimes. Our friends are truly our family. They are the people who love us unconditionally for exactly who we are.</span></span></i><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This weekend amber is coming home! and so is lauren! but idk if I can see lauren because she will be with Ethan and I am super busy this weekend.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Then next weekend Beth is coming home AND I am seeing my friend Hanna whom I haven't seen since the 4th grade.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">THEN halloween is going to be AMAZING. Kelly and I are being Peter and Wendy. I might cry. This is like our dream...this is more than halloween to us.</span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I love you all. Thanks for putting up with my BS. lol.</span></span></i></div><div><div><br /></div></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-70360925358414883162009-10-04T07:51:00.000-07:002009-10-04T08:19:29.321-07:00Caution; emo moment.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/710/ICONATOR_877281d11a52a2183ceea2396f62c9b1.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/710/ICONATOR_877281d11a52a2183ceea2396f62c9b1.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I hate that I miss you. I hate that I care.<div>You make me sick. I don't want to feel lonely anymore. I don't want to constantly wonder what you're doing. Get out of my head. You used to call me immature, well I have news for you. YOU are the immature one. and it's sad but I can see exactly where you get it from. Aren't parents supposed to help us learn from our mistakes, tell us how to be better people? Well, when your parents are just as irresponsible and immature as you, I guess that doesn't work.</div><div>I just want peace. I just want to hear you say you're sorry. That we can be civil. </div><div>But I know that won't ever happen. </div><div>So go drink. Go sleep around and act like the big man on campus. Just remember one thing...</div><div>You knew NOTHING about girls before me. Nothing. Everything was so fucking awkward at first.</div><div>If it hadn't been for me, you'd have nothing. </div><div>You used to be a good person. But you turned right back into who you were before you knew me. </div><div>..........and yet after all this. I still care.</div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-61266775472288175532009-10-02T14:33:00.001-07:002009-10-02T14:39:03.533-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/724/ICONATOR_8180689680001557cfaba54f4fe76ca6.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/724/ICONATOR_8180689680001557cfaba54f4fe76ca6.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />It is so rainy!<div>I have worn either my rain boots or my winter boots every single day this week! I think we are going to drown.</div><div>Today is SUPERCALIFRAGALISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS! Kelly and Heather came home today! Heather and I went to starbacks and got pumpkin spice lattes and sat on "the couch." She had a brownie and I had a banana chocolate chip loaf thing. It was bliss. I couldn't help thinking that this was exactly how my life is supposed to be. With Heather and I on that couch...and no one else. I'm about to go to dinner at Zeppe's, then I'm off to spend time at Kelly's then I'm sleeping over Heather's. BUSY BUSY! </div><div>I love when my friends are here :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Later days!</div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-10734782343919068582009-10-01T17:58:00.000-07:002009-10-01T18:04:13.288-07:00Rawr. RAWR.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/314/ICONATOR_18c6a301ad3dfb53b63f2eafa7558f17.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/314/ICONATOR_18c6a301ad3dfb53b63f2eafa7558f17.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Dear Metro-Goldwyn-Meyers,</i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I love the fact that we are celebrating the anniversary of a loved classic. It is my personal favorite and I pretty much peed my pants when I saw the commercial for the newly restored movie with FOUR HOURS OF BONUS FEATURES. Now I only have one problem with this...it is only offered on BLURAY. I do not have Bluray. I have DVD. I am poor and will not be buying a bluray player anytime soon...so long story short...</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>PUT THE FRICKEN WIZARD OF OZ ON A DVD BECAUSE I WANT MY 4 HOURS OF SPECIAL FEATURES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Thank you.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>You're biggest fan,</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Alex</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>aka</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>The reincarnation of Francis Gumm aka Judy Garland.</i></span></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-27898535525304834032009-10-01T12:33:00.000-07:002009-10-01T12:45:38.917-07:00Sing..sing a song...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/864/ICONATOR_fde68ff7a08be11f6700d32523836d58.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/864/ICONATOR_fde68ff7a08be11f6700d32523836d58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Happy Thursday everyone!</i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I'm so glad today is over. Tuesday's and Thursdays stress the crap out of me because of MTP (music theatre performance). It's not that I don't like it, I mean obviously it's what I'm at school for, I just get nervous. My tummy was really upset today for some reason and I don't know why, I don't think I am sick though. We have been working on our packages which is a ballad, and uptempo, and a monologue because screening auditions are coming up. Basically what that means is we audition for our acting faculty, then they send us to unified's which is summer stocks and professional theatre, so I kinda have to rock this. I'm not exactly happy with the songs they are making me sing, but hey, I gotta make the best of it. </i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I'M SO EXCITED TO SEE MY FRIENDS THIS WEEKEND!! My OU buddies will be here and I couldn't be happier. Tomorrow will be wonderful, I don't have class until 11:00 and then I'm done at 1.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>So Glee last night? I wasn't thrilled. I expected more, but it was still ok. When Kristen was singing I was like GET IT GIRL! haha. I love that Kurt cried after she sang. It's love :)</i></span></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-56240907645069828282009-09-30T16:27:00.000-07:002009-09-30T16:37:14.447-07:00Come fly with me...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icons.iconator.com/970/ICONATOR_b16b77910b76de42486758f7a53fc625.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://icons.iconator.com/970/ICONATOR_b16b77910b76de42486758f7a53fc625.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Hello!</i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>So I've been trying to customize my template and make it all cool but it's not working.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Today has been a Frank Sinatra day. I was in the cyber cafe today and he randomly came on, and I fell in love as I always do, and I just heard him again from the TV in the living room. Plus it was cold, a very Frank Sinatra type day. The only thing about Frankie is that he now reminds me of things I don't want to think about. But thats ok, because I love him.</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I haven't been as depressed lately. I've decided to find humor in asshole's assholeyness rather then let myself feel blue. So you've found a new girl. Good for you. I hope your happy. But really, she had to have my name? I bet she's a vegetarian and does musicals too. </i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Glee is on tonight and Kristen Chenoweth is on. Life is good :)</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Later Days.</i></span></div>Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273850855131591456.post-31026562517998653122009-09-30T14:45:00.000-07:002009-09-30T14:46:31.668-07:00Blog?I haven't done this since Xanga. Give me some time to make this cool...then we shall start :)Alex Noelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14840979209808238726noreply@blogger.com0