51 Things in my Bedroom...

...because I ought to be doing my homework -- or sleeping (what a novel idea!).

1. A thing pretending to be a closet

2. A teensy-weensy custard (that I chose over a giant one)

3. A penguin pillow that says: MOO!

4. Penguin quilt

5-9. Some of my penguin collection

10. Spiffy fadora

11. A broken wall mirror

12. Spinny chair

13. Rabbit lamp

14-19. My Wodehouse books

20. The Three Amigos VHS

21. backpack

22. vanity

23. Partially mutilated green bunny

24. Serial killer baby chicken

25. telephone

26. Unicorn

27. Typewriter

28. Hobbes

29. Marvin

30. Zounds

31. Jewelry box

32. Printer

33. DVD player

34. BzzAgent box

35. horse

36. cow

37&38. Matching armchairs with mis-matching legs

39. filing cabnet

40. stool

41. roll-top desk

42. giant spool of string

43. white Ikea dresser

44. green tiara

45. Crib/bed

46. white board

47. game cube

48-50. Fablehaven 1-3

51. ME!

...Not that anyone cares. This one chic did it on her blog, and I thought it was kind of a fun idea. Mostly, I ought to be finishing my story for Creative Writing (or, as I say, sleeping), and I'm not, so I had to be doing something else.

I have a TON to post about ... hopefully I'll find time tomorrow.

I was rereading my old blog today. Rather painful. I hope I don't sound nearly so stupid on this one....

Sigh. Always depressing to think yourself really clever and then find out that you really aren't. Tee-hee, oh well. It's your time you're wasting, reading my Random Babbelings of Nonsensical Nothingness. And at least there's pineapple, right?

♥Captain Whitney

Don't get eaten by brownies!

I Am But Mad When the Wind Blows Nor-Nor-East

My director is so bipolar! He's in L.A. today, so we figured we didn't have play practice, so I called Uncle Stephan to pick me up at 2:25. Then Mr. Taylor told Portia that we did have play practice -- so I telephoned my uncle and asked him to pick me up after play practice (whenever that was). Then Crazy Head texted Portia and said we only have play practice if the choir teacher was willing to be adult supervision and help us out -- which, apparently, she was not, for now we don't have play practice. I telephoned Uncle Steven and asked him to pick me up at 2:25 -- and let's hope this is the last time.

I skipped out on lunch today to finish my play for Drama -- then had to hang out in the computer lab during mentoring to continue. I figured I would end up having to finish it at home and hope Mr. Taylor didn't kill me. Then our substitute told us we would be spending the class period working on our plays. So, thusly, I finished forty minutes early and am now writing a blog post which you may or may not be reading (I would assume that you are, but I could be mistaken).

Anyways, luckily for me, we had an auction in Seminary today, and I bought a mini-box of Froot Loops, so I did not go lunchless. HOORAY for Seminary!!!! Today we talked about the repentance process -- which was fun and all but now my faerie blood is taking over. SO on to another topic!

No, I really do think I have faerie blood. Kimberly and I were discussing this, because I can't hold a conversation on one topic for longer than approximately thirty seconds. Everyone knows that faeries are flighty, and it's actually something I talk about in mine and Anit's book Carson's School for the Future.

I finished organizing my room yesterday -- it wasn't really like cleaning, because going through all my papers was relaxing and way fun! (Okay, this is my justification -- mostly, my OCD nature took over and I couldn't leave the papers scattered all over my room the way they were) My room looks better than it has since I moved in to my Grandparents'! (That apostrophe is very important....)

Also yesterday, I had a Rex Harrison marathon! I watched all two movies with him that I know of! My Fair Lady and The Ghost and Mrs. Muir! They were positively amazing (just like they were the last time I watched them)!!! My Fair Lady is actually my most recent obsession -- I tend to collect those. In fact, I was being mocked for my obsessions during History today, because I was squealing over Psych and how DEPRESSED I am that it's over 'till JUNE!!!! (WHAAA!!! I'm still depressed ... and now I'm craving pineapple!) Obsessions make me happy, and keep my occupied....

Mainly, I'm a Drama queen -- if I'm even remotely affiliated with something, I'm passionate about it. I get it from my mother, so blame her.

Anyways, don't eat the cat!

♥/Captain Whitney

"Going into theater is like asking for admission into an insane asylum."

Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen ... who also bakes cupcakes!

Wow! It has been forever since I posted, but I have been crazy busy!

We performed Fortress -- which was way a lot of fun, though I did not LOVE being an ensemble member that wasn't allowed to move 98% of the time.
The last night was HILARIOUS!!! It was McKaylie's last night performing with our school EVER, and so she improvised, like, EVERY line. Oh my gosh -- she made me laugh so hard! We took a vow of silence not to tell our director what we did (as he wasn't there, having been at a performance) but it slipped out and he knows. However, he said nothing -- which is good. McKaylie was quite certain she was going to die.

Three days after our last performance of Fortress we had auditions for our school musical "Once On This Island". Those of you who have been following my Blog since forever may recall that I posted about going to it (I don't remember if it was on this Blog or my other one ... all I remember is that the post was called "Poison Mangoes").
Anyways, I was SCARED TO DEATH!!!! Auditions are scary enough under normal circumstances, but I have had ZERO experience singing in front of people, and even less training in Voice. However, I took the chance and auditioned (singing "Santa Fe" from Disney's Newsies). I made it to call backs! I was astonished! They had us sing in groups of four a song from the play and then learn and do a dance. Amazingly, I was on the Cast List!!! I'm only an ensemble member, but at least this time I'll be allowed to move! And a TON of people were cut, so I'm taking it as a real compliment (despite a depressing conversation with the very tautological Paden on how they're just giving us ensemble roles to make us feel good or something). I think we start rehersals Monday -- I'm excited!

I have been theoretically baking lately -- don't ask how you can theoretically bake. Let's just say, the only thing we've actually eaten that I made was from a cake mix. But I'm working on it.
I'm going to try this recpie, hopefully tomorrow, if not, Monday:

Ingredients

• 2 cups all purpose flour
• 1 1/2 cups sugar
• 3 teaspoons baking powder
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 4 egg whites from large eggs
• 1/2 cup shortening
• 1 cup 2% milk
• 2 large eggs
• 1 1/2 teaspoon vanilla

Vanilla Cupcake Recipe Directions

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line cupcake pans with paper liners.

Combine flour, sugar, baking powder, salt, shortening, milk and vanilla in a large mixing bowl. Mix at low speed for 2 minutes. Scrape bowl. Add egg whites and mix at high speed until fluffy and smooth, approximately 2 minutes.

Fill liners 1/2 to 2/3 full of batter. Do not overfill. Bake 20 to 25 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.

Cool 10 minutes in pans then remove from pan, and place on wire racks to cool completely.

Frost and decorate your vanilla cupcakes as desired.

I don't know if they're any good -- guess we'll find out.

I also have a cookie recipe I want to try, but it's really complicated, and I think it's going to have to wait until I'm less stressed out. Yes, I am stressed out -- very. I need to go back to cleaning my room, because I have left it in total disarray and I can't clean tomorrow, it being Sunday.

PSYCH'S OFF 'TILL JUNE!!! WHAAAA!!! When it comes back on, CBai and I are holding a HUGE party -- with fresh pineapple, and pineapple up side down cake, and a pineapple smoothy. HOORAY FOR PINEAPPLE!!!!!!! I miss Psych! And I was SOOO mad at Shaun at the end of the finale -- I just can't wait until it comes back on so I can start loving him again!

Okay, I really am going away now.

Love, cupcakes, pineapple, et cetera.

♥Captain Whitney

I AM Focused -- hey, look, a chicken!!!!

I am in a REALLY random mood today -- probably because I OUGHT to be writing my short story for English, or doing my paper for Drama, or cleaning my room, or doing my science project, or doing my math homework, or ... something similarly productive.

So I'm not.

Oh, the loverly picture of me is one Kenneth took at Shakespeare Festivall -- it's beter than the other ones, I'll say that much. (Not that KenBarbie isn't good at taking pictures -- I just don't like having my picture taken so I make funny faces)

I got this in an e-mail -- you guys (all one of you who read my blog...) ought to fill it out, too! As you may or may not have ascertained, you must answer the question with a word that starts with the first letter of your name.

1. What is your name Kat!e
2. A 4 Letter Word Kiss

3. A Boys Name: Kenneth

4. A Girls Name: Katarianna

5. An Occupation: Kiwi tamer (thanks Heid) or maybe kettle cleaner
6. A Color Kashmire
7. Something you wear: Kimona (okay, I don't wear it, but some people do...)
8. A Beverage: Kabuki
9. A Food: Knichi
10. Something found: Kidnapping victims
12. A Reason for being late: kids are sick
13. Something you shout: KALABUNGA!!!!!

Tee-hee! Alright, that was fun.

Perhaps I will go pretend to be productive now?

♥Captain Whitney

I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again.

Looks like you're stuck getting some of my writing whether you like it or not ☺
The style of this was not my idea -- it's 9 syllables, 8 syllables, 7 syllables, et cetera. We were supposed to write something connected with the poem before, and the poem before mine -- well, read as follows:

Trolls Vanquished
by Keri West

listen now to tales of heros past
trolls vanquished, the princess safe
knights in the castle towers
elves in their woodland home
and you in your bed
a soft mattres
swarm pillow
blanket
sleep


Which inspired me to write:

Moonlit Wishes
by Captain Whitney
We sleep perchance to dream of our life
What adventures might lie in store
And what we may accomplish.
Dream of love, and of vows
Made in the moonlight.
Dream of the day
that follows
and life
past.

♥Captain Whitney

If pigs had wings, they'd be pigeons!

Post Script

So, my computer's having issues (no surprise there), and thusly I can't get the formatting right, and there will be no picture (despite the awesomeness of the picture I had planned for this post). I guess you will just have to imagine one.

Love and pineapple (you thought I'd forgotten!).

♥C.W.

Your while may not be worth what you think, nor what you think worth the while it takes to think it.

There is something about writing for adults -- and knowing that it is for adults I write -- that makes me, as a teenager, especially careful. I have been posting on http://www.1000000monkeys.com/, and I know most of the writers are grownups, thusly I take time to ponder what I write, and I delve into the extensive vocabulary I know I posses, in the hopes of sounding intelegent. This, I believe, is helping my writing, for fear makes me cautious, and caution makes me better.
Anyways, I know I haven't posted in a while, and I haven't really anything to say, except that I'm enjoying being a monkey, I'm depressed that the Psych season is over 'till summer, and I like pineapple.
Sorry that is the extent of it. Check out my posts on One Million Monkeys if you want to read some of the stuff I've written!

♥Captain Whitney

I'm not inclined to resign to maturity.

A Love Poem

It's almost Valentines day, and I thought you might all be interested in a love poem we read in History. There is something haunting and sad about it, but definitely something beautiful and sweet.


anyone lived in a pretty how town

(with up so floating many bells down)

spring summer autumn winter

he sang his didn't he danced his did.




Women and men (both little and small)

cared for anyone not at all

they sowed their isn't they reaped their same

sun moon stars rain


children guessed (but only a few

and down they forgot as up they grew

autumn winter spring summer)

that noone loved him more by more


when by now and tree by leaf

she laughed his joy she cried his grief

bird by snow and stir by still

anyone's any was all to her


someones married their everyones

laughed their cryings and did their dance

(sleep wake hope and then) they

said their nevers and slept their dream


stars rain sun moon

(and only the snow can begin to explain

how children are apt to forget to remember

with up so floating many bells down)


one day anyone died i guess

(and noone stooped to kiss his face)

busy folk buried them side by side

little by little and was by was


all by all and deep by deep

and more by more they dream their sleep

noone and anyone earth by april

wish by spirit and if by yes.




Women and men (both dong and ding)

summer autumn winter spring

reaped their sowing and went their came

sun moon stars rain


Have a happy Valentines day. Split a pineapple with a loved one, and good luck figuring out the verses above!

♥Captain Whitney

The more you look at less, the more less looks like more.