and, no, this is not from the movie, for those of you who think that is simply the only way you can experience poto. no. this is the recording of the 1997 stage production starring michael crawford and sarah brightman. let me just say, the singing may be extraordinary, but... gerard butler is so much hotter, and i like the deepness of his voice... whereas michael crawford is more towards tenor and has a longing in his voice. and... sarah brightman is okay.... i don't reccomend her. emmy rossum is softer and more convincing, and there is a more distinguishable difference between christine and carlotta. well. i am done with that rant. now for the happenings of... well... my day. before school: well.. enough said, hid my toast and didnt eat it (ha i'm not anorexic. if you saw me, you'd definitely fucking know) ASL: learned some new words. liz was right about egg. learned put-down(not like yourmom is so fat and ugly put down.., draw, shape, same, different. Algebra: wrote psycho notes to sara on the perforation strips from our notebooks. apparently she liked/likes kaleb and is angry taht he's going out with rachel. OMFG!?!??!?!?!?! Tasha if you read this, you CANNOT tell her that you know. she'd kill me. well.. oh well it wouldnt be that bad. so we "plotted" Lunch: i bought swedish fish and pepsi. chatted w/ jess and jake most of the time. jordan showed up and i pretended he didnt exist(very proud of myself for this i know its lame) Drawing, finished drawing my fucking faces. some look good. others really plainly shitty. kendall and david are weird. still entertaining, yes.... Astronomy: talked about copernican theories and aristotlean stuff. even if i were to be burned at the stake, i think i'd be copernican, just with how i am now. watched another video. i love that class. abdul is weird... mom was actually there to give me a ride. we went to murray to get tony's part for his fucking Xmod. i hate that place. my brotehr is a fucking money wasting retard. went to this wierd little thrift shop between pepboys and redwood road. it was interesting. the shop is run by asian people and they were sitting outside watching a movie in whichever language it is they spoke(i'm not sure, but i'd say... perhaps vietnamese...?)and there was a really cool jack skellington shirt that had 3 jack faces on front and said nightmare, and one on back that said nightmare too, but it was a 2x and i'd probably never wear it. but i found a really cool looking skull shirt. the skull seems familiar to me... then i got a black, maroon and navy blue shirts for painting on. must choose quotes carefully. went to salvation army and gots ome books. Autobiograpy Of A Skitzophrenic(i know i'm spelling this wrong) Girl came home. ate macaroni and cheese. watched fantasia. drank my cream soda and ate some jerky. almost fell asleep because i was so cold. dad came to fix the hose that the cats broke last night. now mom can use her own fucking bathroom hahahahahaha. i get to go shopping tomorrow. dad and eric are coming to get me in the early afternoon. i am excited about this. hm... if i can find hedwig we will have to watch it. if not, must find something lovely to watch. i gave dad back his copy of phantom and burned it for myself. i am happy now. i will have this and the movie. Snaps for obsession and lust all day at school, they did these weird commmemoration things for 9/11. it almsot offended me oddly enough. oh well. the flag ceremony before school was nice, except that i couldnt hear a word and.... people... were near me... anyway...