The Art of Ramona: School again!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

School again!

I know I have not updated in sooo long. However, I tried to change the look of my blog and I didn't like it. So I just stopped writing. And, I know Melissa and Josh, you both told me to change it back. So I almost did. It is slightly different though.

Umm I am back at school. My last year of the musical theatre program. We are working on a play right now called Ana Karenina. I am a little boy named Seriozha (Ana's son), a dumb pesant haha, and a member of Betsy's possey. It's alot of fun. In fact, we just had a six hour rehearsal today for it. I thought I would be exhausted afterwards, but I am not. I got a bunch of homework done and read some of my Walt Disney Biography book (amazing by the way).

Next year I will hopefully be starting the animation program. That would be amazing. I've finished my sketchbook that I wrote about in my last entry. I've started a new one. I am not drawing in it as quickly because of school and work but it's coming along.

So this summer I went to Edmonton (with Melissa), Jordan's Wedding, and Galiano Island (with Melissa and her mom). The summer was pretty awesome. Seeing Janice (my cousin)! yup.

umm what else to tell? I'm watching The Truman Show on tv right now. I heard about it before but have never seen it. It's crazy how can anyone be that mean? Poor guy!

So this year I am directing disney's Aladdin with the Lindbjerg Academy. I am super super excited. So everyone should come see it in June I think it is.

Anyways, I'm hungry and want to watch the rest of the movie.

3 comments:

bloggeranonymousSeptember 28, 2009 at 2:57 AM
Nice Ramona NICE!
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MelissaSeptember 30, 2009 at 7:10 PM
Wow, you said my name several times! As Josh would say...Nice Ramona NICE! I really should be doing homework at the moment and instead looked at your blog, you spelt things wrong. You know, I really should start consistently updating my blog.....I'm so opinionated....or am I???
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MelissaSeptember 30, 2009 at 7:13 PM
I almost, almost told you what this one was going to say too.... but then I realized, you should read it through this medium, when im not around so you can cry....by yourself.
You mocked me = I hate you now, jerk! Find a new best friend.....and I am so not using this as a distraction to runaway from my impending homework, I am using this to stay update on my best friends life, as school drags a dagger between us!UNIVERSITY IS TRYING TO KILL ME! Also The time has come, to talk of many things: of shoes and ships and sealing wax of cabbages and king and why the sea is boiling hot and whether pigs have wings...... all right. I concede.

Im wasting time.
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The Walrus and the Carpenter

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd,
because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?""I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!
"The Walrus did beseech."
A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stoodAnd waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"

"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--

Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would beA dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!
"The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!
"The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.