They're sharing a drink called loneliness, but it's better than drinking alone...

Hahaha- Yay for long titles for blogs. Well, we leave for Chicago tomorrow, and I no longer have a death wish, because dances always look way cooler with costumes, especially our dances, except for "Diamonds", with the 80's-like-almost-thong-but-not-quite-leotards. At least they're sparkly. "Vertigo" looks amazingly cool with our ripped suits ensemble. Mine was inspired by the Hulk. Haha! And I think that one has Best Costume in the bag, except for maybe Lion King. My costume for "Circle of Life" is especially fantastic, as everyone says I look like a witch doctor, but I think I look like Maya Angelou. Except for the fact that I'm not a black woman. But, otherwise....haha, no, I just think the colors are vibrant, like something she would wear. So I decided that my storytelling character is to be modeled half after Rafiki, and half after Maya Angelou. How twisted. Umm....I love "My Funny Valentine" costume, as it is our old "I'll Be" costume, and there is no need for worry about body parts falling out. "Ghost" we still haven't seen, even though we are leaving tomorrow. "Mein Heir" is quite cool- all black, with red lipstick, ummm...oh, and I-Hate-"Peace on Earth", and "The World" both perfectly fine and perfectly non-exciting. But I guarantee that there will be pictures of our "Vertigo" and "Circle of Life" costumes. Even if I'm the only one in them. Lol.

Speaking of no longer having a death wish, I think I rid myself of that hope when I had a dream, basically about Armageddon, the other night. And no, not "Armageddon" the movie, like, the actual end of the world. It was sooooo amazingly cool. The dream started out kinda in Amando's front yard, except with a little different look, and it was night, and I saw a black spot in the sky that light would bend around. (A black hole- and yes, I know that its totally not possible, but it looked soooo cool!) And really, my first thought was "oh, schnitzenpoodle" (even though that wasn't exactly the language I used) and then I thought "what can we do?" and quickly realized the answer was nothing, so I accepted and enjoyed. The black whole kept getting bigger, and lightning and clouds would bend away and around into it- shut your mouth, my subconscious is way cooler than science. And when I turned around, Amando's house had turned into a college or something, filled with people that looked familiar, like I knew them all once from camps, or other things, but I couldn't remember their names. There were a couple Crox people there, too, and I think maybe one of our teachers- I want to say Bittner, but maybe thats because of the "stick your head between your legs and kiss your heinie goodbye" speech we all remember so well. Maybe it was Davidson....or Stegman....I don't know, but yes, I remember not being that upset about it- the Crox people were all people that I needed to tell something important to before we all died, and I remember praying a lot, not so much to stop the Black Hole, just hoping that it would be quick, and that I wouldn't go to hell. Nerves of steel, I have. Lol, not really. But yea, everyone was obviously a little nervous, but wonderfully rational, and accepting that we couldn't do anything about it, and there were little mini-parties, all around. I went for a walk, (thats how I saw all these things) and then the Black Hole got really close, and then I was awakened by the coffee-maker or something, cuz I had to get up. Hahaha. I actually really liked this dream. If you saw the stuff going on in the sky that I saw in my dream, you'd think it'd be a pretty cool end to earth, too. And its not as weird or scary as my Bouncing-nazi-people-on-burning-bodies-with-conspiring-mom-and-little-brother dream, or the one where my mom is walking towards me with snake eyes, and I can't scream, or get up from lying down, or the one where I'm about to get raped, but never actually do. I've had all these more than once, too. Hmm...I think Freud would have something to say about my mom's part in my dreams. Oh, well. Stupid Freud. He's almost as stupid as Nitschze. I like my mom. Most of the time.

So, I've been thinking lately, is it really wrong of me to not really like the idea of pledging allegiance to a flag ? I mean, goodness, I'd rather pledge allegiance to the country, or its citizens, or something. I'd almost (almost , not quite) prefer to pledge allegiance to the President, regardless of how I felt about his policies, then pledge allegiance to a piece of fabric. I just don't get it. I mean, I know its symbolic, and all that stuff, but why can't we pledge allegiance directly to the United States, or the people that live here? *Sigh* Oh, well.

But yes, its 1:30, and I still wish to type out my "vig-nette" for CW, and I have to pack, do homework, and clean my entire room before I have to start getting ready for KB tomorrow. Hahaha.

Betso's sick. Pray for the Betso. Cuz, not to be selfish or anything, ;) , but if she doesn't come to Chicago, we're sooooo screwed. Lol. Get better, the Betso! Muah!