It's been an...eventful week, I suppose. Monday was a good day; I kissed someone on the cheek that I had been wanting to do that to for a while. That made my entire day, which was a feat, because it had been only an okay day and it was at the very end. Tuesday and Wednesday were very, very long...I could barely stand to, well, stand. I just wanted to go home and sleep. Needless to say they were bleh days and I just couldn't bring myself to be happy, though I generally feigned a good face.

And so Thursday came along. It certainly wasn't a bad day, but it wasn't spectacular...until the end. The guy I like asked me to a movie...then promptly invited three other people, but I couldn't exactly mind. I mean, he asked me first and specifically, and telling my best friend to come would only make it less awkward, so...yeah. I wasn't going to complain! So my day was sparkling. And we were even going to drive him to the movies, which was good but that meant he would ride alone with my mom for part of the ride. O__o

Then Friday -- the last day of school before Xmas break and only a half-day -- came along. His "good" in theatre was that he was going to see a movie with...and he said my best friend's nickname and then muttered "and her friend". It was like he didn't want to say it. But I am also uber paranoid so I didn't really let it bother me. Or tried not to, haha. So after school we hit the movie, just me, him, and my best friend. We ended up seeing YES MAN (which was, by the way, hilariously funny, and had some awesome music) and it was, well, fun. ;) The car rides there and back, since we were driving him, were a bit awkward, but...I'll get over it. ;)

Now there's today (Saturday). I was texting my friend Mary and we were talking about how we were sad that the semester is pretty much over and we don't/won't have theatre anymore. She was saying how if we both take theatre III next year (we just finished Theatre II) then hopefully we'll have the class together, and I said that'd be awesome, I just wish our whole class could move on together. And she said "What about Jordan?" my best friend, and I told her that she has theatre III next semester. She told me that the guy I like does, too. I was like, Great. Absolutely wonderful. That probably means I'll never have a class with him. Our only class we've ever had together is my theatre II class because our interests vary, and if he's ahead of me in the theatre chain, likely as not I won't see him in an actual class again.

How lovely.

It's been such an up and down week.

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I found this in simkittensims' journal and found it delightfully interesting.

I've always been interested in lore like werewolves and vampires, for a really long time. So, though I never notice it's a full moon night until I, well, look up at the full moon, I get shivers when I think about it. Because, frankly, what if there is something out there we don't know about? What if, just maybe, there was a werewolf prowling the forest last night?

Okay, maybe it sounds stupid. But I think it's really cool, just something to think about. I'd never heard of the full moon influencing true love, but I'd heard of lunacy; no doubt in connection to the wolfman theory.

Alright, so, a lot of people have been making lists of the legacies and Sim stories they read, merely for their own convenience. I never thought it was necessary for me, but of course, because I am so severely and cripplingly disorganized, it is, indeed, necessary.

In no particular order whatsoever:

AtomicSpaceKitty's "The Monster and the Maiden"
simsforaranya's Rowan and Forest legacies
simkittensims' Starling legacy
bondchick-nett's ilu2death Kohler-Wielle legacy in fightocrime
spookytoast's Small legacy

To be updated :)

I totally forgot to post this earlier. Guess I was blocking it from my mind. ("I do a good job of blocking painful, unnecessary things from my memory." -Bella Swan, Twilight. I think it applies to me.)

Sooo, I didn't make the play. The lovely cherry on top of a fantastic week. *sarcasmsarcasm* Gah, this has been a hard couple of days. And I don't want to sound like 'that' girl, that one who's all "Why her and not me, I am so much better, lalala..." but I think I deserve at least this rant: A girl got in that I know I did better than. And that pisses me off. I tried my damnedest at auditions. I really stepped out of my shell. I'm an actress but I have a long way to go, and I knew that I was totally out of my comfort zone at that audition. And I rocked out of my comfort zone. (Can you tell I'm trying to pick myself up?) I would have been okay, still very upset but okay with the cast list if someone hadn't been on it that I know I did better than. I know I did better than she did! I hate to say it because I'm really not that snotty, and she's a friend of a friend, but it just pisses me off to no end.

There were plenty of people who deserved a part. I want to believe I was one of them, but if "she" got a role and I couldn't manage it, where the hell do I really stand here? Honestly, I can't be that great if she got a role. I hate to say that, I'm seriously not that snotty! But I have to get these thoughts out somewhere. If not I'll explode.

I can't stand thinking I'm not good enough. Especially since like twelve other girls out of seventeen didn't get parts. But what the hell else am I supposed to think?

I'm so torn up about it. I saw my sister today for the first time since Thanksgiving in the hallway at school, and I totally broke down and started crying while she was hugging me. Then my teacher was like "My turn!" and hugged me and said, "You need at least seven of these a day." I totally agree. Hugs make the world go 'round. But at that point I could hardly think straight. Now I'm not even upset anymore, I am just wholly and totally and completely pissed off.

I believe it's called a meme. I've never done one before, but they're all over the place! Found this one at simkittensims' journal, so I figured I'd do it. ( Meme...me...me... )
Only fourteen, does that make me boring?? Oh, well! I had fun with it.

My school just had auditions for The Musical Comedy Murders of 1940. The play looks like it's gonna be a ton of fun, and I'm so nervous! I think my auditions went very well...well, kind of. One of them, particularly.

The first time I went up was with a group of six, but I felt comfortable with them...three of them particularly were my friends, and the other two were acquaintances. But I only had two lines. I was beginning to think I wouldn't even get another chance, but then I got called up again...I thought I did fairly well that time, but I totally missed my line. I kept going on about it, too, but that's okay, I was mostly making fun of myself for missing it. Especially since I knew someone was supposed to say it...I just didn't know it was supposed to be me. The third time I went up it wasn't in a group of five or six, as it had been both other times, but just me and someone else. I wanted to try a certain part of Elsa's and the teacher let me. Later, my best friend's mother (also a theatre teacher) said that I read it "intelligently" and with good diction. (I haven't been able to stop talking about that either. I was really happy.)

So, I feel like it went well, but there are also a lot of other good girls that could deserve the parts as well as me. Seventeen girls tried out for five female parts, and only like seven guys for five male parts. The guys have it good--they've got a pretty good chance! A lot of us femmes are gonna leave disappointed.

It'll be posted tomorrow whether there will be callbacks or not, and if not, then who has what part. I'm so desperate to find out if I'm in. This play seems like a ton of fun, and if my friends that tried out get in, I will be so overjoyed my heart might go into cardiac arrest. Ever since the last musical I was in ended, I've been hoping for another one to come along to occupy me and keep me happy. I would only be too happy if me, my best friend, and my other friends that tried out got in...specifically a certain guy. ^^

So, yes, this was a great ending to an otherwise spectacularly horrible day. I'd say it about averaged out.

( Read on for Complaints Two )
Alright, I'm done. That wasn't so bad, was it?

What is the product of boredom? Pictures of five Sims made in bodyshop at around midnight last night. After which I went directly to bed, so they didn't get posted.

And this morning I found out my computer had viruses. "Trojans", to be exact, and I think we all know the reference. Luckily, we managed to get "Spybot: Search and Destroy" software on my computer before it died entirely. After it runs another check, I install updates, and it runs yet another check (for the purpose of safety, of course...and my irritation) I'll be backing up a ton of my files to discs, and I just wanted to get these posted because I was rather proud of them.
Here they are:

I actually have nothing really to post about, but I am so bored right now, I'm going to babble about nothing.

I reread the Host by Stephenie Meyer recently, and now I am rereading Twilight (yet again) and I feel inspired to write something. I'm always writing, even if it's just a dumb drabble. (An example would be my fanfiction profile.) But I have no inspiration. None. This happens to me sometimes--I want to be creative, just there is no creativity.

Like, I made a Sim I want to share with everyone. And I downloaded some clutter and some posing hacks so I could take good pictures of her. But, I have no will to actually boot up the Sims 2 and do it. This happens to me a lot too--actually, I've made a lot of Sims that, if I had the strength of will to boot up the Sims 2 and take good pictures instead of Bodyshop crap, would be available to the Simming community right now.

Back to my writing. I have characters in mind, sweet characters rather like Wanderer from the Host, and names in mind like Harper and Scarlett, but absolutely no inspiration for a story. I wrote something earlier and then had nothing to branch off of it with.

The story that I've been writing is at a crossroads. I'll come back to it eventually, but right now it holds little appeal. (Hold on, Marley and Ezra and Jack.)

I'll put a cut here for those who are more curious:

( Moar complaints, anyone? )

Today, I was bored. Thinking about how I recently reread Wicked by Gregory Maguire, it occurred to me that it would be cool to make my own versions of Galinda and Elphaba. I like how they turned out. I even got a bit carried away, and gave them their own stories--because, you see, these aren't Galinda of the Arduennas and Elphaba Thropp. They are Lindy Ardent and Ella Throb, and I hope you like them!

PS: Click on the below images to make them larger. :)

( Want a Witch? )

I've been wanting a livejournal for a while now, actually, so this is lovely. Alrighty, let's get started.

If you were directed here from Genetic Anomaly, then you, my dears, know me best as Lucy Alice.

Hello and welcome!

"So, why," you ask, "did our freewebser Lu-Alice make an lj?" The answer is simple, my friends. I wanted to make Sims 2 Legacies!

The problem? I don't have any idea how.

Okay, exaggeration. I know how, I just don't know all the mechanics of it. But that's okay, because I've got simsforaranya and skittledboxes for reference, and I'll keep looking up on their lovely legacies to see how to do my own.



Anyway, this was just a tester entry...See you soon!