Home

Advertisement

Customize

Aug. 7th, 2008

elephant jumping LOL

FINALLY got to see Idina Menzel in concert!

So I got to see Idina Menzel in concert August 07. 08. in Detroit. it was the best night of my life!

here are my notes on the show:
---lost about 3 times
    -asked gas station - guy was a bit drunk - got gum
    -tried to ask another gas station - didn't open up. the door was locked for us or something!
    since that gas station wouldn't open we went to a liquor store (hey I was willing to ask anyone to get there in time!) so we asked this drunk guy who was all "oh yeah you just take the Lodge and it'll take you straight to Madison".... well we got confused.
    -so we went back to the gas station that wouldn't open for us and - it opened! so we asked that guy who was drunk and smoked like crazy. I didn't understand a word he said cause I was dying from all the smoke

---it was estimated that it would take us an hour to get there. it took us two and a half - image me panicking that we wouldn't get there in time and I would end up crying on the pavement.
---I payed for parking which turned out to be $40 - the people that were sitting at our table said they only paid $10 because they said that they were here for Idina
---the people that sat with us at our table had seen Idina in Wicked at the Gershwin - image me feeling incredibly jealous.
---You know it's kinda stupid but I didn't realize just how close my seats were to the stage. I was in D1 which was like 3 or 4 rows back from the stage. For some reason I imaged us being farther away.
---Phredley (that's how you really spell it people) was our opener. He was very very good. I loved his song "thinking" and he had a very good, friendly, humorous feel about him. It was funny how since the lights were bad he used the reflection of his guitar to look at the crowd. In the middle of one of his songs he stopped was said: "oooo she's cute!" - he also talked about Rent and sang a bit of Seasons of Love which was a very good way to get the crowd to like him.
---then Idina came out....
In the middle of all my jumping up and down, clapping till my hands burned, screaming till my voice died a little thought ran through my head like a flashing light and I feel so stupid for thinking this but for some reason I just didn't get it until she walked out on stage.
here's my exact thought: "OH MY GOD SHE'S REAL!"
yes. I am an idiot.
---After her first couple songs she sat down and mention some guy and said that she thought he was cute. Well of course someone from the crowd screamed out "so is Taye"
Idina: "you guys do everything to try to link something to him!"
crowd: "where's Taye?"
Idina: "Taye? oh he's... he's here, isn't he? He's just back stage. Taye. Taye Diggs."
now of course all the girls leaped up screaming and clapping like crazy -myself included-
Idina *laughs* " no guys. I'm just messing with you. No, he's in LA.... having sex with other woman *crowd: "ooooooo"* ... on tv. *crowd again: "ooooooo"* I mean, he's an actor!......too.
we all laughed
---My Aunt got serious mind blowing chills when Idina sang 'Brave'
haha Aunt Lynn haha
---the audience as very polite and patience. Idina would say something, we'd cheer, then everyone would just freeze for 2-5 seconds
---mental note: don't eat Tai food before a concert. Makes Idina burp. She was constantly having to hold back her burps through the concert. I thought was kinda funny.
---we obviously didn't have Idina's normal lighting man or anyone that really had a good idea of how the lighting should be. At the end of the show the light went out after Idina's first bow
Idina: Umm.... Mr. Lighting Man where'd my light go? I want to take another bow!"
---Getting a lesson from Idina:
the sensual "uh"
the crowd got wild with the 'uh' in 'Here' when Idina had us to some of them too. Someone howled instead. So she gave us a quick lesson like thing.
Idina: "it has to be a sensual 'uh'. You know, I mean, you have to really feel it."
but that someone still howled.
Idina: "well I guess we all know what he's doing at the end of the show" in the end of the song Idina kinda rapped/freestyled about him. I can't really remember the words.
---I wanted to stage door but couldn't. after our drive there my aunt was nervous about the drive back so when the concert was over she made us go home.
---I did try to search for a couple IMMB but that didn't work out. Every group I asked seemed to just give me a quick no then shun me like I was garbage.
---the ride home turned out to be easy. we got back to the campsite within 45 minutes!(so we could have stage doored!)
---during the ride home:
me: "turn right not left!" but that didn't work so my aunt and I got angry at each other. She yelled at me and knocked my apple down to the floor.
Aunt: "now look at what you did!"
me: *grabs apple takes huge bite out of it in her face (which totally hurt my jaw)* "mmmmmmm!"
Aunt: "God! You're like the frickin' Wicked Witch of the West!"

oh and my aunt disagrees with my stepmom. Idina does NOT screech like nails on a chalk board! she just has a powerful voice which should be expected after being in broadway.

---my Aunt thought that the drummer's hair was "the coolest hair EVER!". She thought that a white guy having an afro pulled back into a ponytail was just awesome and mentioned it A LOT the next couple days whenever I mentioned the concert.

she also thought that the rest of the band was very good but that that piano player seemed a little lost especially when Idina was about to sing 'Roxanne'. She had to motion him to the guitar before he realized that that's the song they were doing next.
...I however was so busy being amazed that Idina was in front of me that I didn't notice the piano player being a little lost. However he didn't seem to be a very cheerful guy - he never smiled. I don't know, maybe he was just trying to appear professional.

Feb. 29th, 2008

elephant jumping LOL

English paper about my mom - give me a break I'm not the best writer

 The Fight of Her Life

            My mom fought cancer for several years. The first cancer she got was breast cancer and she developed it when I was three. Neither my brother, who was seven, nor I knew what was going on. Mom started going to the hospital often enough that on my fourth birthday the nurses knew me so well that they gave me a gift. My mom was given treatment and the doctors believed they’d gotten all the cancer out. By the time I turned six the cancer had returned. Honestly, I can’t remember what kind of cancer she got, but she resumed going to the hospital like it was her second home and I followed at her heels, forever confused about my mom and her fight for life. Later, when I was nine my mom found out she had brain cancer. Now that I was nine I had a slightly better idea on what was happening to my mom. I knew it was bad, much worse than her previous cancers. The brain cancer caused my mom to start forgetting things and easily get tired. I remember how one night at dinner when we all sat down to eat, my mom saw that we were eating mac-n-cheese and hot-dogs, turned to my dad and said, “Umm… I didn’t order this,” at the time I found this funny and giggled as I ate my dinner. It wasn’t until later on that I realized it was a sign that my mom was only forgetting more and that the cancer was getting worse. Soon my dad had a hospital bed brought into our house. The bed scared me, there were bars on the sides and the padding didn’t look good enough for my mom. My mom soon started to sleep in the bed and live in it all day. I would often sneak past the bed quickly, thinking that the caner was my mom’s prison and the hospital bed was her cell – there was no way out. After a while her diet consisted of milk shakes that someone else had to feed to her by spoon. In the morning when I woke up for school there would be no one in the house but me. I can remember sneaking out of my bed, creeping down the hall, and peaking around the corner to the living room where my mom would be sleeping in her hospital bed. I would stand there and listen for a sign that told me she was still alive. That she hadn’t gone in her sleep and I was stuck alone in the house with my mom’s corpse. Is she breathing? Can I hear her faint snore? Yes, I would tell myself, yes, she’s still alive and everything is still fine. Halfway through my breakfast a nurse would come to take care of my mom for the day. As I finished my breakfast I would hear the nurse ask my mom silly questions like, “What’s your name?” and “What’s your dog’s name?” just to check her memory. It would anger me; make me want to beat and stomp the floor. She knew her name; she had had it her entire life! She knew her dog’s name, it was Pixie, and she loved Pixie to death! She knew all this stuff but she never answered the nurse. When she didn’t answer I would tell myself it was because she just didn’t feel like answering, it wasn’t because she couldn’t remember. On January 11, 2002 at 2:30 pm my mom passed away. It had been a Saturday so I was home when it happened. My grandpa came and stayed with us the whole day. Naturally, a nurse was there too. I stayed in the living room only when I was needed or wanted. We still have a couple things from when my mom was sick. The yellow stuffed animal duck that mom had tried to put eyes on with a marker but instead wrote “155” on the right side of the face and nothing on the left. As you can see, my mom was a fighter and victim of cancer and I will never forget the night we sat down for dinner and she announced that she hadn’t ordered mac-n-cheese.
Tags:

Feb. 11th, 2008

elephant jumping LOL

13 Snow Days so far and Counting

yippee today was another snow day. This makes it 13 - we have had 13 snow days this year (so far).
 
I must say I'm getting pretty tired of all these snow days they make school look unprison like which is weird. Oh and with all these snow days come more homework and they plan on making up all these days so we'll have a longer school year than everyone else. totally sucks!

so I must turn to my two English papers that i have to do because even though we had a snow day today I still have homework - yippee!

Feb. 8th, 2008

elephant jumping LOL

Short entry - lots of homework

(this is a short entry cause I have lots of homework)
Hola amigos! (hello friends in Spanish)
Does it feel like a Friday to you?
I guess since I haven't had much school it makes today feel "unFriday like" it feels more... Wednesday like because on Wednesday you never know what day it is
In total we have had 12 snow days (and counting). We haven't had a single full week of school since the start of Jan. and it's caused my brain to become nothing but mush
well, I should get back to my homework (lots of English, Spanish, and World History)
-dreamdancer1

as a gift I have left a pic. of my sweet tabby cat: Tiggy Wiggy
 

Feb. 7th, 2008

elephant jumping LOL

MY FIRST POST - I'll write about whatever I feel like writing about!

 
as my first post I'm going to just wing it and write about whatever pops into my head.

1. Dinner - dinner was really gross tonight. We had cheeseburgers (yum) and sweet potato french fries (GROSS!!!). If you don't know what sweet potato french fries are count yourself lucky. They are really gross. I don't know what makes them so gross but there's something in them that's just not right!

2. MUSIC (cause everyone loves music):

^^^IDINA MENZEL^^^
HAS ANYONE HEARD OF HER?!?!?!
I swear she's the greatest singer in the history of singers!
She started off on broadway (if that helps) she stared in RENT and WICKED
and her new cd called I Stand just came out Jan. 29 2008 - I'm telling you people GO BUY IT! You won't be sorry!
(in other words) I LOVE IDINA MENZEL!! (her name is pronounced: uh-dee-na men-
zelle)

3. Pets - I own a male American Golden Tabby cat named Tiggy Wiggy, he's 7 or 8 years old. He enjoys long naps on my stepmom's favorite black blanket (which he's not supposed to do), going out on the porch (never the ground = fleas), watching squirrels, back scratches, tummy rubs, and my singing (I have a horrible voice - I think he's the only one who actually can stand listening to me) + Idina Menzel's music (of course!) I also own a female Black Toy Poodle named Pixie who is 11 years old (I believe). She enjoys bunny hopping threw the snow, head rubs, rags (to play with), ripping up leaves, begging for dinner scraps, treats (any kind - as long as she can chew it) and sleeping on my Uncle's bed (which she's allowed to do).

I'll post more some other time but I'm getting kinda tired - time to hit the hay (or however they say it)
-dreamdancer1

ps: I will not post everyday - I post when I feel like it

Advertisement

Customize