1. Germany in July = yes. And I'm bringing Marissa. I'm especially excited because she's a lightweight and we'll be spending the majority of our time in beer halls.
2. The Virginia trip was SO much better than freshman year's music trip. Less people, tighter-knit group, more chill location, much less drama. Overall, superfun. Plus, I miss the ability to bare my legs every once in a while... that won't be possible here for a couple more weeks.
3. I got a 2130 on the SATs. Yay. I'm probably taking it again anyway, wutevo.
4. Program at Brown over the summer? Eh? Eh?
5. I'm actually visiting a college on friday, how exciting.
Yesterday, I had to stay after school to make up for some of the "work" i missed in bio. Gabby and Grace were there, and Fil made us herbal tea. It was so great, we just watched a video about the Galapagos, and Grace and I both got emotionally-disturbed Betta fish. Her fish's name is Mr. Owl and he's beautiful. Mine is named Filamino, after Magrino of course. He looks kind of sickly because I accidentally dropped him on the table when i was moving him to his new bowl... but he is big strong man. I trust in his endurance.
This is the first pet I've had in two years, how sad.
ALSO. Yesterday, a beautiful idea was born. In the half hour before school started, I was hanging out with Kelsey and Marissa. They took me on an epic journey to Mrs. Garvey's room and then back to search for an unknown object which I had named Esmeralda. Turns out, it was a finger painting done by Kelsey of an old man, which was residing in the LGI. From this, I had probably the stupidest and most revolutionary idea I have had in a while. I am envious of Leah's playwriting skills, everyone is, but it occurred to me that if I wrote an opera in a different language, everyone would be really impressed. And no one would know that it was about cheese. Well that immediate plan will fail, because I am far from fluent in French and it would be tiring for all the lines to be sung dramatically. HOWEVER, the newly-deemed (english) musical will come into being. I am working on the Googledoc as I speak.
The story is of France's royal family in the late 18th century. the entire economy is based on cheese, and, sadly, the firstborn son of the king is lactose intolerant. So he has been deported to the "Château du Lactose Intolerance". Meanwhile, it is the second-born son's birthday. His godfather, Esmeralda (the old man), gave him a giant, towering wheel of cheese. Sadly, the cheese crushes and suffocates the boy, and Esmeralda feels tremendous guilt for the boy's death. So, he goes into hiding in the last place anyone would expect to find him: a place with no cheese. The Château. A prostitute living in squalor outside the château decides to break in through the deep cellar and steal some jewelry. She doesn't get many customers because she only has one eye, so her pimp is making her buy a glass eye. When she enters the cellar, though, she runs into Esmeralda and they become symbiotic friends. She provides cheese for him, he provides the loot and an eventual position as a maid in the château for her. The prostitute and the exiled son also fall deeply in love. Thus, a conflict. I'm not sure what happens after that, except that the son can redeem himself by finding the heir's murderer, ie Esmeralda. The last scene of the play will be the son of the king coming upon Esmeralda in the dungeons, and Esmeralda dying of old age after saying: "please, sir, all I ever loved or wanted was cheese."
I am a literary genius.
Just kidding.
But this will be written one day, and it will be so stupid and pointless that the whole world will love it.
That is all, good night.
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