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I concur.

Anyway, may I just add in my rant... Guys, seriously, this place should not in any circumstances get me down. And it has been a lot lately what with this, that and the other. People on here annoy me from time to time, I just ignore it.

I know this really isn't my place to comment because I wasn't here, but come on! I love this place, I really do, and I completely appreciate and understand that people have crappy days, but this seems to have been blown completely out of proportion.

And my real rant:

I'm so pissed off with life in general at the moment, and it's worrying me how much I am scared about Cast Change next week. I shouldn't be near to crying at the thought of Kerry leaving. I really shouldn't. It seems like everything is making me feel upset at the moment, even the smallest things that shouldn't.

/ends attempted rant and sob story

Or not.

Seriously woman, get. some. rest. I want a healthy, happy, excited Kerry at cast change. Take all next week off please. All of it. So that you can be there on the Saturday and give the performance of your life. You shouldn't be going to Broadway. You shouldn't stay in Wicked. You should get your butt out of this show before you do an Idina and wreck your voice.

Dianne put her finger on Kerry's lips to silence her in For Good

Even Dianne knows there's problems :(

Rest, Kerry. Please, just rest ;___;

(((GIGANTIC HUGS FOR GRAVI)))

Feel better, hon. :(

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*shrug* But true. You know you probably would have if I didn't say that. :P

*pats Gravi* Sorry I wasn't on MSN today. Aida.

You should get your butt out of this show before you do an Idina and wreck your voice.

Hey, if that is Idina's voice wrecked, then I'll take a wrecked Idina voice anyday. :P

Seriously, though, Gravi, we all feel like we get worked up over something that it feels should be rather insignificant, but we get worked up anyway. It's human. I know I do it all the time. So it'll be okay. *pats*

You know you probably would have if I didn't say that. :P

Actually, no. In case you haven't noticed, I haven't exactly been the most active person on the BAS lately (and that hasn't been accidental). I really don't like the fact that you point out the fact that you think I would call you elitist, though, and then keep on going saying, hey, that's okay, cause I thrive on conflict :D! ...Seems kind of petty and childish to me.

But whatever. What do I know anyway?

Uhm....I sort of have a rant, but if it's not ranty enough to be a rant, then just let me know. It's sort of connected to Gravi's.

I read about how people are going to see two Wicked shows in one day, and getting tickets for Kerry's last, etc. It makes me feel kind of guilty that I can't go to London as much, even though I love Kerry too. And it's really weird that this should bother me so much, but it does. :/

And this is a bit petty but I'm just throwing things out here.

I've never been asked out in my life, except once for a joke. And my friends are funny and pretty and basically have boys falling over them. Recently, they've started complaining about one thing or another related to this matter, and everytime I try to talk to one of my friends about this, she keeps going on about how much she loves her boyfriend, how much he loves her, and she has the tendency to boast a bit as well, and generally my friends complain to me about not having a boyfriend or something along the lines of that. So I've pretty much given up on ever getting a boyfriend. Not to mention that all my friends joined this thing called CCF, (sort of a youth army thing that my school does) and they've made tonnes of new friends that they all talk about and have loads of in-jokes, so I'm worried that because I didn't want to join, I feel sort of out of it all.

Yeah, this is what you get when you shove a load of fourteen year old girls together.

Right, that's pretty much it. I to tend to overdramatize things on occassions. :)

And Gravi, Kerry's got to take time off if even Dianne is noticing her voice!

Anyway, may I just add in my rant... Guys, seriously, this place should not in any circumstances get me down. And it has been a lot lately what with this, that and the other. People on here annoy me from time to time, I just ignore it.

I know this really isn't my place to comment because I wasn't here, but come on! I love this place, I really do, and I completely appreciate and understand that people have crappy days, but this seems to have been blown completely out of proportion.

I wasn't going to say anything, but I just wanted to tell you, Gravi, I agree. I wasn't here when everything happened, and I have the feeling I am missing something, but I can tell whatever it was, it was bad, and I don't think I agree with the results. But I'm stopping now becuase I wasn't here.

If you say so, Mel. You're not the one I want to start a fight with, anyway.

I've never been asked out in my life, except once for a joke. And my friends are funny and pretty and basically have boys falling over them. Recently, they've started complaining about one thing or another related to this matter, and everytime I try to talk to one of my friends about this, she keeps going on about how much she loves her boyfriend, how much he loves her, and she has the tendency to boast a bit as well, and generally my friends complain to me about not having a boyfriend or something along the lines of that. So I've pretty much given up on ever getting a boyfriend.Aw, Spoony, that's not petty! Believe me, I know how it feels. I'm 19 and I've never had a real boyfriend (there was one fling which ended after one date and multiple awkward and boring phone conversations). Just know that it's not you. We all know you rock. ;) You're a confident, smart person, and that strength is intimidating to guys sometimes. Just be yourself, and when you meet him, the right guy will love you for it. ♥

And Gravi, Kerry's got to take time off if even Dianne is noticing her voice!

She took the evening show off. On WickedUk, Spoony, there is a review that nearly made me cry of the 31st may Matinee. It's heartbreaking.

As for not being at CC, it's not that big a deal because Kerry's coming back, -eventhoughsheshouldn'tbe- so don't you worry about it :) Her real last is the thing you want to get to next year.

Thanks for the support guys, it was such a painfully pathetic thing to rant about ): But you guys are amazing so *hugs*

I just found out that one of my good friends, Natalie, is joining the Navy and leaving in March :,(

GRRR. I didn't get the damn vet clinic job. It is frickin' June 3rd and I STILL do not have a summer job. And I need to get a vet school recommendation letter out of this summer. This sucks majorly. Sorry, but... FUCK.

*end rant*

EDIT: Lurline heard me and I got a job! YAY! It's kennel work, but I sincerely don't care that I am going to be picking up dog poop all summer. I have a frickin' job! YAYAYAYAY! :D

Well, reading Wicked was nice while it lasted. I was on the portion about Charmed circles or whatever, (just before the Emerald City,) and then my parents found it when they were wondering about a quote from Mansfield Park. After a lovely *coughcough* argument, I convinced them otherwise of my reading it.

Felicitations! At least they didn't find it bookmarked AT the part about the Emerald City. *Snerk*

...Yeah. My parents actually bought me the book, but I'm glad they didn't flip through the pages...

My dad actually gave me his copy of the book to read...because he bet me $20 that I couldn't read the whole thing cover to cover in under 24 hours. (He doesn't think very highly of me.)

Did you get the twenty bucks?

Gee, you think? ;)

I know this place is pretty dead since we're nearing a whole 24-hours dead, but I need to get this out.

When I was a junior and senior in high-schooler, I had a few friends I considered "Interesting" even after directly telling my parents kids only use that term when they suspect someone they're close to is moderately crazy. And not by accident, but the thing is, we had shared interests, and it was mostly a few quirks. Going to Private school meant I had no idea what kind of quirks were normal and what weren't (It was very isolated and everyone was either strait-laced, rich bastards who I have a few things to hold over their heads when they buy their way into whatever they want, or had a few quirks. There weren't many kids around my age anywhere near me in the huge neighborhood, so all my friends were school-based.)

We were also the only two in my chem class that gave a shit about learning, but we were fast learners and skipped the following nine times he repeated a concept for the rich bitch whose uncle was headmaster and friends passing notes right under his nose. To be fair, he wasn't oblivious. He didn't really care as long as we gave our great results.

We fell out of touch about half-way through my first semester of college. He is two years behind me academically, and I hated everything about that school retroactively, so I didn't care much to visit the memories.

Also, it was because, like I said, he was "Interesting" in the way described above. Only I was highly wrong about the level of crazy. Those quirks he had were very serious. He did just about everything because he hated his parents, and refused to see a therapist. He spoke to me because at the time, I was a prospective psych major (The fact I failed stats to the point I can't do anything that builds on it but passed so I otherwise can't take it again means I can't be one anymore) and figured that my bias towards him instead of the parents that are paying the therapist caused me to stop taking his calls.

He seemed to get the message, until a few months ago, I ranted about him back a while ago. I told my mother not to take his calls, that he was poison to me and I am better if I stay the hell away from him.

That didn't stop her from not only answering the phone, this time with his last name on the ID, making it clear who it was, but then tried to get me to respond. I said I wasn't taking it and once again reminded her of the fact that he can and will make me worse off if I try to associate with him, even in a "Don't call me again you creep" way. She said I wasn't there and to call back later. I pray he doesn't.

Thing is, according to my memory, if he didn't royally screw up in the past two years, he graduated this year. I fear that he may be going to my college and that's the reason he's trying to talk to me. Like I said before, he's smart, only screwed up behaviourally. I'll deal with him then, I've got everything worked out, and don't worry Sale, direct contact is my first attempt. Right now I just need help dealing with him.

I'm going to add this, he was the only guy I dated, mostly because most of our outings even as friends were close enough to dates we figured "You're free, I'm free, why the hell shouldn't we be?"

It should have been a warning. When we were a couple, I felt even worse than as just friends, which is why I say he's poison to me. Which is why I don't want to deal with him unless I come face-to-face with him going "Hello fellow student of (Insert school name here)"

Chances are, I'm blowing it out of proportion and he's feeling nostalgic. Maybe he just wants closure. Most of the conversations when I still spoke to him when I was in college and he was a student had me calling him "Nuts" and telling him to "Get a therapist, because I just want to be one and have no proper training" And usually hanging up without warning when I had enough of him thinking that said therapists won't listen and just get him drugged up on Xanax.

Maybe the next time, I'll talk to him and actually say all this.

Gee, a dead board makes a great therapist.

Gingy has her rant on again. Feel free to ignore.

Okay, buddy, listen to me. YOU broke up with ME. Yes? Ringing any bells? So all of this using me as a leaning post, creeping up behind me and touching the small of my back by way of greeting, lifting me bodily off picnic tables by my legs and carrying me around, trying to undo my bra while hugging me, FLIRTING ALL THE TIME......... NO!!!!!!!

If you want to be with me, okay, just say so! You freaking broke up with me because you "wanted to be friends", and now you're acting more like we're dating than you were when we actually WERE. Minus the kissing, of course. But whatever, I'm just waiting for that part. I totally saw it on your face, so don't even TRY to deny it. Mmmkay?

You're just so...... male! God, just stop already. You're not mature enough for this kind of thing, you said so yourself. MAKE UP YOUR MIND!!

Hm... that sounds a bit like me, 'cept I haven't been flirting with ex's. Just random people, most of whom are gay. :P And guys. So, hellva fat luck with that.

Today we (as in me and Mr. Exy-Face) got told we should just frak already and get it out of our systems. O_O

.... Ew.

0_o

Alrighty so I'm not sure whether or not I want to delete this one or not. Let's just say, Pixie had a cat. He was a good cat. He was also nuts. He was really nice. He inspired "Feline Dysfunction" and "Animal Aggrevation" with his antics. I loved him. He died today. I needed to rant about it, and this was the place I chose, whether wisely or not. I thank you so much to all who listened. And while I may never know you, in an odd way, I love you, and I'm glad I could make you laugh. :)

Huh, I was wondering where you'd run off to after writing another oneshot and finishing Daddy's Little Angel...though not in that order. I'm terribly sorry about your cat, nonetheless. *Gives sympathy flowers & card*

One) I don't think you can delete posts. You can edit them, but there's no deleting. Sorry. Can't help ya.

I'm sorry that your friends ditched you, and about your cat. My dog had to be put to sleep because of a tumor in his leg a while back, and it was very emotionally numbing. Especially when I'm in this small town, and it feels as though everyone is leaving me behind, one way or another. It's really fun hearing from you again, Pixie. ;D I read your review on Lost's story, and I squeed. Which is, of course, pretty sad.

-the one-day pixie sweepstakes has come to an end. Please accept your complementary doll of choice, with her regards-

Pixxxiieee... come to the Randomtalkaboutnothing threaddddd.....

Gee Zarri, you couldn't possibly be more blunt. XD

What?

God damnit, I hate singing in front of my family.

I don't know why, okay? I just do.

And ever since I told them I've wanted to try out for AI, they've been forcing me to sing, not only in front of them, but to my neighbours and friends. They don't understand that I'm perfectly fine with complete strangers hearing me, but I get awkward and embarrassed when I sing in front of people I know.

Stop forcing me. I'm not refusing out of some divalike urge to control everything. Stop calling me selfish for not wanting to sing. Stop giving me an ultimatum and just decide whether or not to sign the goddamn papers; don't make this about me and my lack of willingness to sing in front of you.

Aw, geez, Mel. I know what you're talking about. My parents are always making me perform for their friends, and it makes me feel like that little kid that gets up with their supposed 'talent' and does a stupid... thing for all the families' friends. It's embarassing. And they always say, (of course, in front of the people) stuff like:

"How can you do it on stage when you can't even do it now?!"

LA DUH! On stage:

One: Spotlights.

Two: I don't know those people! I'll probably never see them again.

Three: When I'm onstage, I'm a completely different person. That person doesn't care who sees her (well, or him. I've been 'hims' on stage before,) who sees them. Singing in front of a group of people is completely different.

I hope your parents lighten up, Mel.

I'm the same exact way, Mel. I've figured out that my issue is I can't look someone in the eye when I perform. Not just singing, acting too. My mom wonders why I'm OK in front of a crowd, but freak out in front of her. She thinks I just don't want to practice. That's not it at all.

See! I tried telling them it's a performer thing (and my sister agrees) but they think it's weird.

I know! I hate it when my parents, at parties, say, "Go on Alice, get up and sing!" and they won't shut up until I do, and then I feel like a little show off performer kid who never shuts up. *__*

I don't mind singing for people, the part where I always blank out is when they don't tell me what to sing. When they're all like, "Oh, just sing anything. We don't care." Usually the first thing that pops into my head would either get me in big trouble, or get me arrested. Usually that just leaves Pirelli's Miracle Elixir, and my sister said that if I sing that goddamn song one more time in front of her, she'll rip out my vocal cords and beat me over the head with them.

It also sucks when they lose interest by the second verse.

Sorry about the double-post, but I was patrolling my other board (the one I administrate) and found a rantish thread there. To make a long story less long, one of the newer guys at the time was raving about how nice the people on this board were, and our resident cynic decided to "reassure" him that it just wasn't that great because the fandom the forum revolved around hadn't been updated in over seven years and there was virtually no news. After some debate, a guy we'd all thought vanished posted this, and for some reason it made me think of BAS.

"Simply put, the good ol’ days still exist, and yet they don’t exist...it all has to do with the people, and more importantly, the relationships shared between the members. This is clearly evidenced by this thread in which you see some who established relationships with the members of old seem to yearn for the old days, the days which they shared in camaraderie with those old members who have long since fell into inactivity, pulled away by the events of our everyday lives. The newer members, on the other hand, still view this place as we did long ago because they have created a network of relationships which continue to support the forums.

Since, at this point in time, we have no common outside binding factor due to the lack of Legends activity we can only look inward to our fellow members. Legends may still draw people here, but ultimately it will be their ability to establish relationships which will cause them to stay. After all, it would seem that the main reasons people leave a forum are that they either get caught up in life, or they fail to establish any relationships of significance.

If the latter proves true, then when discussion surrounding the outside factor begins to wane people will depart, seeking another realm to capture their interests as well as for others to possibly establish relationships with. It’s natural, really, because as humans we have a psychological need to belong, to have relationships with others, and it is those who lack a sense of belonging that often fall into both physical and mental disrepair. That’s why many roam the internet, chasing after this oft-sought need. For some, this forum provides them with that sense of belonging, as well as tending to other needs. But for others, the forum has since ceased to provide them with this and as such they have wandered elsewhere where such things can be found. It’s perfectly natural to see members come and go as their needs and desires shift.

The old days were nice, true, but it is ultimately meaningless to simply chase after that which is lost to time when one could instead strive to recreate those days, be they here by working at better relationships with the active members or elsewhere. One also must keep in mind that forums tend to go through cycles of activity and inactivity, so a period of inactivity does not necessarily indicate the death of a forum, merely that it is entering a state of hibernation until the cycle comes ‘round once again. The cycle, in a sense, mimics the cycle of birth and death as the cycle often marks the entry of new members as well as the departure of others. But that is the way things work, in the end.

If you truly wish to see more activity, it isn’t as though one couldn’t take the initiative and start up new discussions. Anything can be discussed, from current events to what you ate for Breakfast. Find common interests amongst the group, and try coming up with activities and projects that all can enjoy. I suppose I’ve gone on for long enough, though. And in the end I’m not sure if I even made sense… but that’s not important, I guess.

Man, that kid sure had a way with words.

He's right. You ever notice how the BAS seems to reawaken whenever a new person comes around? It breathes new life. Sure, it's slower, different people post more. But... that's not a bad thing.

Why do I always get crushes on the wrong guys?

*bangs head on desk repeatedly*

Why do I always get crushes on the wrong guys?

Why does anybody? Every girl falls for someone they oughtn't, but that doesn't mean we stop doing it. We all fall for bad AND good guys, but the trick is sorting out the good and bad.

There should be a Wonka egg sorting room for boyfriends. XD

I'm almost to the point where I can't deal with anyone in my family.

And I hate trying on my clothes to see what fits, and when something fairly new doesn't, my mom goes all, "But we just bought this!!! Are you sure it doesn't fit???? How??!!!"

Just shut up, and leave me alone.

*huggles Emby* ):

I'm sorry dear.

That clothes thing happens to me too.

I'm not by any means fat, but when I look at the pants size it makes me feel big.

I hate it. I just wish I looked a little bit more like everyone else at my school.

I hate it. I just wish I looked a little bit more like everyone else at my school.

Where would be the fun in looking like everyone else? That would just make you another someone. Being Emby makes you unique, and don't you forget it.

*sniffle*

Thanks, Zarri.

Arrrrgh. I got to go now.....

*HERE BE WHAT MIGHT BE CONSIDERED 'SOMEWHAT' SPOILERS CONSERNING THE LAST BOOK IN THE TWILIGHT SERIES, AND ANYONE WHO WANTS TO READ THE BOOK MAY WANT TO HOLD OFF ON READING THIS*

*ALSO, I AM NOT FINISHED, AND I'M ONLY ON PAGE 368. SO THERE*

I can't believe I'm crying over something so utterly stupid. I can't believe I was so excited for this book, and then it ended up being made of such utter fail.

What has Stephanie Meyers done?

WHY, GOD, (IF YOU EXSIST FOR NOT I'M NOT SO SURE,) ...WHY?

Anyone who's read to where I am knows what I am talking about. What sort of name is Renesme anyway?

With you, my friend. I was perfectly content until the... shall we say creation of Renemee. Well, the creation was good. I should say that when I realized she had been created, I wanted to screem. OK, that is like Badfic Cliche Number 1 for the Twilight series.. and now it's cannon?!?!?!? WTF?

It does get a little better, eventually, though. It switches back to Bella's POV(I'm not sure if you're there yet)... It made me feel a little better.

The only thing this book prooves to me is that Fiyero Tiggular beats Edward Cullen's sparkly ass, any day.

Yeah, I got to that point, and I feel a little better. But Renesmee is like http://fc08.deviantart.com/fs27/f/2008/042/6/9/69b2458967babc2e.jpg or http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/222/4/7/evil_baby_by_Staceyslineart.jpg.

Grrrrrruff.

hah.

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