I may not be Filipino, but I am American, a Student, and a fan of Organizations

Brenna, the show is over and you're still picking up our props!

"Your boyfriend may not have gotten you anything for Valentines Day, but at least you're not dead."

A Pemco song with a verse about each person on staff and in the show:
"There's a girl on staff named Brenna,
she got her set changes down to 15 seconds.
There's a girl on staff named Brenna....
Hey Brenna, are you coming to the cast party tonight, because if you are, make sure bring that dirty book."

The dirty book they were referencing was "Carlo and the Really Naughty Librarian: Explicit Edition." It's a childrens book the men of Pemco butchered with profanities and gave to me as a gift (it's really really funny).

[Talking about the picture on the tshirt for Fiestang, the Filipino festival show thing Audrey and I are in]
Audrey:What's that?!
Christian: ....that's the Philippines.

Derek: I think everything associated with the lips is sensual.
Me: Yeah, except for speaking. Because you do a really good job of making that unsexy.

My roommate has picked up the phrase, "Imma smack a ho" from me. It's a small victory seeing as I've picked up "Eff My life." "I feel like..." and "Slash" from her. Next thing you know, she'll be saying things like "I will go Compton on your ass."

I hate walking down hallways when other people are walking towards you and you kind of know them or should know them, because what are you supposed to do? Awkwardly acknowledge them and not say anything? Stare ahead like a douche? Make small talk, keeping you both from your destinations? I feel like hallways have made me more socially awkward.


I once went to a wedding on St. Pete Beach and I remember thinking that I wanted to kill myself because it took so effing long to get there.

Don't depend on me to ever follow through on anything.

I came upon this while creeping on Facebook:
"here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)"
-EE Cummings

I'm in another play. That brings the grand total to three at the moment, until The Producers is over, but I'm not really in that so much as I'm just there for it to suck the life out of me. Sup "Othello" and "Death of a Salesman"? I'm pretty sure if I were to ever get a relatively large part, my relationship would be over due to the fact that not talking to me for a week has almost sent JO on a one-way trip to Crazy Town and that's just with me crewing a show.

In other news: Roger and Ashley are going to be on "Engaged and Underaged" on MTV. I have mixed feelings on that. One one hand, I get to go to a wedding that'll be on tv (Catherine said I need to slut it up so they'll film me), on the other hand, never have I watched that show and said, "Oh, that relationship is going to last."

I have a bacterial infection in my left foot. It sucks since I've been spending roughly six hours straight for a few days on my feet.

I'm going to Washington officially now next semester. The things I thought were reasons to stay apparently aren't, I thought about the pros and cons over the past few days.

I feel like I've just been really down lately: I feel like it's a mix of not talking to JO, Lauren threatening to take me to a commune if I were ever to get engaged to JO (which isn't on the table by any means, but I feel like she'd just do it randomly if we were dating too long for her liking), me having some weird awkward not-talking-to time with a good friend of mine, show stress, study abroad stress, infected foot, school stress, feeling like I suck at life stress, and I'm sad because JO doesn't want to drive in snow when he comes and sees me and it's going to snow when he's supposed to come see me.

Howevs, summer is looking up: Panama City Beach with the Raleys sometime in May, Keys in May, Cornerstone possibly, not having to live in Brooksville. Pretty stoked on that.

Yesterday

I realized exactly how much can be said in silence. How sometimes it says things better than words, and sometimes can't even come close. I learned that it can tell the truth when your words don't.

Most of those are very good things since I'm the worst with words.

I feel like people I talk to either need to not say private things where other people can hear them or figure out a better system for encoding things:
"I have a feeling that a certain someone is going to regret not going after another certain someone tonight for a very long time. And that second certain someone is probably just as sad about the fact that they didn't go after the first certain someone as the first certain someone is."
"Can you say that again in normal English?"
"It's like an episode of 'Gossip Girl'!!!"

"Oh, he is GAAAAAAY."

Kevin broke my other pair of earbuds tonight.

"Are you engaged to your boyfriend, Brenna?"
"No, because if I were, he wouldn't be my boyfriend, he'd be my fiance...which he is not."

After I punched her mattress from underneath:
Audrey: Did that hurt your hand?
Me: Audrey, you're not a freaking walrus.

I now call Audrey Clyde, after a walrus from SeaWorld.

"Am I being too mean tonight?"

We are doing radio dramas for our radio show.

There was a sketch with a lot of makings outs in the show tonight:
Me: There was a lot of making out in that sketch.
Kevin: I'm glad me and you weren't in it, because I would never make out with you.
Me: Enough with the insults!

Student Body Presidential Candidate answering the question "What is something you'd never want the student body to know?"
SBPC: "I made out with a bouncer so my friend could get her fake ID back."

"Why did you like the end of 'Fringe' this week? I never took you for a romantic."
"Romance mixed with Sci-fi, that's when I like it."

"Brenna, did you learn how to direct?"
"You push some buttons and push a lever."
"Sounds good."

Over all, a good day. I can't wait to see the show online.

I'm glad

that I am not as much of a lil slut as I was when I was 14. Because, really, if I had continued down that path, I would have definitely gotten mono (I'm very surprised that I didn't). Today I am thankful that I learned the lesson of keeping my face to myself. How did I come upon this thought, you may ask. Well, I realized my lips are very chapped (like to the point of starting to bleed when I sneeze. Attractive, right?) and I was like, "This is not the good kind of chapped lips." ...and there you go.

Valen-times Day is happening soon. Sadly, it will not be awesome as last VD when JO lied to me about working and then popped out of Lauren's closet, scaring the hell out of me. That was a good day...for me at least. So, since I know JO will not be getting me anything for VD this year (btw, I love how that could also stand for "venereal disease" or "very....distressing" (?)) and since he didn't get me anything for our coughiversary, I'm not getting him anything. Instead, I have a very brilliant plot that might not go over so well, but it's worth a shot and it will be fun.

I will be very sad when the wires for my earbuds eventually snap due to the fact that the protective covering on the end has come off, exposing the wires.

This is happening on Thursday, my roommate is in a sketch with me. She is a fantastic actress.


My friend Ana bought me sushi today and left it in my fridge as a surprise. It was a good day.

I had to sneak into the lobby of PE to secretly get posters from Elise since PemCo hates Late Night.

I recounted some of the most awkward moments of my relationship with JO to Audrey last night including how we met, how we started dating, that horrible and awkward day the Raleys left us alone in their house where I confessed my undying love for him and he didn't say anything for a VERY VERY VERY long time, and that time he and half of the free world slept over at my house and the we sat in my car waiting for the Raleys to get home from church the next day so I could get my stuff out of their house. I think our relationship is in the running for most awkward relationship in the history of the world award.

I heard Ronald got engaged. It doesn't surprise me because he's been saying that he was going to marry that ugly goth girl since they started dating. I never want to be in a relationship like that, because then when you actually do get engaged, there is no suspense or anxiety, it's just like "Oh look, we're doing that thing we've been telling everyone we were going to do for years now." Boo. If no one is at risk of a heart attack, it isn't good enough.

Kate Ruth has a boyfriend. I never thought this day would come, girl has high azz standards. And now she's all sad because he's going off on tour. That's what we all put ourselves at risk for hanging out in the scene that we do. I like him. I haven't met him, but my only standard for liking my friend's significant others is that they be older than me. Lauren and her lil man BARELY make the cut...but I just hate him because he didn't like the letter I wrote him.