Highschool Traffic

 *WARNING* this is a rant. it is not meant to be taken completely seriously, but it's still a valid opinion.

     alright, so imagine that the halls in a typical highschool are like typical roads. 

Pictured: highschool

     You walk on the right side and turn when there's a space for you to turn, right? Apparently I'm one of the few people who understand this concept, because people have just been walking wherever the hell they feel like this year. Especially in tech hall. That place is hell to try and negotiate your way through. People keep standing by their lockers in clumps, making everyone walk AROUND them, and standing in the way of you getting to your locker/class. It's so frustrating.
     Highschool sucks, and a lot of us don't want to be there, I get that. That doesn't mean you get to walk really slowly or shuffle your feet ALL THE WAY TO YOUR CLASSROOM. That REALLY pisses me off. Pick up your goddamn feet!! It's fucking annoying. Please stop. You're not going to your execution or even a stupid family dinner. Maybe you don't have somewhere to be, but I do! So, to continue with the road metaphor, if you insist on walking slowly, please, "pull over" to the side of the "road" and let the other "drivers" pass you. Then wait until the "road" clear out. Then you can "drive" as slowly as you desire.

kthxbye.

update on life

Alright, so I'm sorry I haven't written since Saturday, but I've been busy with school work, and moving and everything. 

So, this week has been pretty uneventful... 

But here's a breakdown of it, because I can't think of anything else to write about right now.

We had a meeting about the play I'm in and our first rehearsal is tomorrow. The one guy who I'm supposed to kiss in the play is being a douche though, so that's always fun... T__T

Math class has been ok. I'm understanding the concepts, I got a 95% on our last "quest" (cross between a quiz and a test), but today I thought I had this one question figured out and I was all, "YAY! I understand it and I'm ready for the test next week!" Then my friend who didn't understand it asked the teacher how to do it, and it turns out I was doing it wrong. SO that pretty much shattered my confidence. 

In English class, we're writing expressive essays. Mine is about how drama is under-appreciated at my school. I showed my teacher my planning sheet that had all my arguments and examples and stuff on it, and she said it was great, and she said she couldn't find anything wrong with it. So that made me happy.

English Media class we have just been writing notes and discussing stuff, so that's been kinda interesting.

and that's been pretty much my week.

Oh and Glee was amazing last night. I'll write a different post about that later. :) see, by writing this I figured out what to write about! :P

Leslie Feist: Role Model, Talented Musician, Guest on Sesame Street

 So this is an essay I wrote for english class. I was going to post it last week, but I forgot and posted it on facebook instead. so here it is now.
enjoy. :)   



     Feist is the best musical artist of the twenty first century. She works very hard on her songs, her music videos are amazing, and her music can change your point of view. She is one of my favourite artists.

      First of all, the way she puts her songs together is genius. Her voice makes Susan Boyle sound like a cat being strangled. Feist never uses auto-tuning or synthesizing to make her music “sound better”, and she definitely doesn't need to. The lyrics of her songs are as masterful as Robert Frost's poetry. She plays the guitar and the piano, and adds violin or fiddle music to her songs occasionally. She puts a lot of thought and effort into her songs, and not one is ever hastily shoved together just to help fill up an album.

     Feist is one artist who I will always willingly watch the music videos of. Unlike most popular artists of this century, who feel the need to put sexual images, drug references, and alcoholic drinks into their music videos, Feist's music videos are always innocent and beautiful. For instance, the music video she made for her song “Mushaboom” features her singing along to her own song, and then flying out the window to chase after her toast that flew out the window ,minutes before. She then goes on to play her guitar while hovering and having people dance behind her. It is a really cute music video that is suitable for all ages, unlike most pop or rap artists' videos.

     Feist's music can change you mood or even your point of view. Many times when I'm feeling upset or depressed, all I have to do is turn on Feist's song, “I Feel It All” and I'll be singing and dancing before very long. When my friend, Curtis, went to a Feist concert, he told it had been, “Like a religious experience. It was so amazing!” Feist's combination of genius lyrics, amazing vocals, and great melodies can change not only your mood, but even your entire attitude about life.

Feist is an “anti-folk” music artist. While many indie bands write songs with whispered vocals and the occasional synthesizing and auto-tuning thrown in to be “ironic”, Feist uses instruments to create an entire new world of images and thoughts. As if all of this wasn't ebough to prove how awesome she is, she's Canadian and appeared on Sesame Street. This is exactly why she is -by far- the greatest artist of our time.

Muppet Videos

Today, I was hanging out with my friends Katey and Liese, and they showed me all these hilarious Muppets videos. so I thought all of you out there in the interwebs should see them too. :)

The Muppets- Popcorn
The Muppets- Bohemian Rhapsody
Beaker's Ballad
Carven der pumpkin
Ringing of the Bells

Call Me Barb

I GOT THE PART!!!!!!!

This is the same face I had when I was told I got the part. no joke.

as I explained in my last post, I was auditioning for a part in a play called "My Narrator" and today i found out that I got I wanted, the part of the narrator called Barb!!
I am so freaking psyched. I still don't know who the other girl in the play is, but the two guys who were cast I know, and I get along with one of them, so that's good I guess. I am really good friends with the two directors (that's not why I got the part, I got it on talent, and there were a bunch of other people auditioning so I was really happy I made the cut) so rehearsals should be fun times. :)
     The one thing that sucks about this is that my friend, Jenette didn't get the part she wanted. Which sucks because she's awesome and has seniority, so I think she deserves it a bit more than the gr. 9 who might be getting it. Also, she wanted to go to Sears really badly, so that sucks that she can't go as an actor. :(

I'm so relieved that I have this off my mind now. I have been stressing a bit over it, but now that I know I'm in it, I can go back to just stressing about math. :P

That's pretty much all I wanted to say, so yeah.
Oh and I am doing a happy dance right now. :)
so here's some dance music so you can dance too!
dance music 1
dance music 2
dance music 3

*untz untz untz*

I remember...

This is an "I remember" poem that I had to write for English class. I was quite happy with the end-product. :) (it's about my childhood)

I remember the way we would run outside on a chilly December morning, so excited and gleeful, dressed up in so many layers that it took us half an hour to get undressed again. We would grab fistfuls of cold, fluffy snow, crushing it together to make snowballs, and then throw them at each other, squealing when we got hit.

I remember the way I could feel my blood coursing through my body at 90 miles per hour, right before I took a handful of the slippery, bright orange hand soap and ate it.

I remember the disgusting, anti-bacterial taste the soap left in my mouth for the rest of the day, making everything I ate taste horrible.

I remember waking up on Sunday mornings, to the loud Christian worship music that my dad blasted through the speakers of the old stereo.

I remember the musty smell, the nearly unbearable, sticky humidity, and the comforting clutter of the attic, that always seemed to hold hundreds of possibilities for new games and hiding places.

I remember the way my brand new baby brother felt; like a soft bundle of curiosity and love.

I remember running downstairs, full of energy, early on Christmas morning, and feeling the outside of my bumpy stocking, trying to guess what Santa had left me.

I remember the delicious, warm, gooey pizza bagels loaded with mozzarella cheese and pepperoni that my mum used to make us when we got home from school.

I remember stepping onto the bus for the first time and seeing what felt like hundreds of scary, disapproving faces staring back at me. 

I remember hugging my mother's warm, comforting leg for dear life when I was introduced to a new kid my age, who looked just as terrified as me.

I remember hearing the loud, tuneless, incessant cry of crows who sat right outside my window, and wondering why they sounded so angry, so early in the morning.

I remember the feeling of awe and jealousy I got when I saw my friend's gigantic, play room that was filled to the brim with beautiful dolls, brightly coloured board games, brand new, shiny toys, and even a pink, plastic hairdressing table.

 

12 Pet Peeves

1. People being late
     Ok, so I can excuse being a few minutes late picking someone up because of traffic or something, but 15-60 minutes late?? That sucks. I'm only 15, and so I don't have my license or anything, so when I need to be picked up at a certain time, I need to be picked up at that time. It sucks being stranded somewhere, having to wait for a ride. Also, I dislike it when people are more than 5 minutes late to classes. Seriously, get your act together.
     I personally hate being late, because I always feel so awkward walking into a room/building/gathering late. Everyone looks up at you and stares until you finally get settled, while you mumble half-assed excuses the whole way.
     Unless someone died, you or someone close to you (physically or emotionally) was physically hurt, or you were in some sort of crash, there's no excuse to be late. So get a watch and be on time!

2. Clingy people
     Why do people do this? Are some people just not loved enough as children, so they feel the need to cling to people who clearly don't want their company, but are too nice to say so? Do people like this really just not understand that they're being clingy? Really? Gah. This just seriously aggravates me. It puts me in the awkward situation of whether I should be polite, or finally get some peace and just tell the person to leave me alone.
     This is another one that I personally hate doing. I am constantly wondering whether I'm being too clingy. This may be the reason I don't have any definite best friends... hunh. oh well. I have many awesome people I can hang with who don't get fed up with me. I'm good with that. :)

3. The sound of nails being clipped
     eeuuugggghhhh! I HATE this sound. So. Much. It's like nails on a chalkboard to me. Bleh.

4. People misspelling things/having poor grammar on the internet
     One great thing about the internet is that we can see what we say and can edit it/think it over before posting it. So please, for the love of god, check your grammar and spelling before you post. Chat speak, I'm ok with. The occasional mistake that you missed, and correct later when someone points it out, I can accept. But really, if you don't know the difference between "except" and "accept", when "your" and "you're" are supposed to be used, the difference between "they're" "there" and "their", how to spell simple things like "Wednesday", how and when to correctly use capitols, or how to properly use apostrophes, please go back to school and learn these things. It makes teachers disrespect students and young adults as a whole when they see people abusing the English language like this, which is quite annoying to the rest of us who do know how to speak and write like educated human beings.

Sadly, this is very true.

     

5. When people put their finger in their ear and wiggle it around to get earwax out or to itch their ear
Do I really need to explain this one? It's gross. Please don't do it in front of other people.

6. Insulting someone and calling it a "joke"
     It's not a joke to that person. Not when you make a comment about their hair, or their choice of music or clothing, and then brush it off as a "joke". It's a bitch/dick move. Don't do it unless you're positively sure the other person is fine with you doing it. Doing it because you want to get laughs, or because you're having a shitty day and need to feel better somehow, is not a good enough reason. There is no good reason for doing this, so just don't.

7. When ppl bitch about stuff and then don't do anything about it
     If you don't like something, at least make an attempt to change it. for example: #4? I try to correct people's spelling and grammar when I can and without being too rude. It's hard to do this nicely. But I'm trying.

8. When ppl don't try to do something, and just write it off as "too hard"
     Come on people. Try things before you give up on them. Seek help from someone who is good at the particular thing you're struggling with. Don't judge something by comments from friends/family. Try it for yourself!

9. When people judge other people for their taste in movies/music/tv
     Some people like watching Firefly. Others enjoy iCarly. What does it matter?? You shouldn't base a friendship on someone's taste in music/movies/tv shows. Everyone likes different things. Accept it and move on. Don't bitch at people because they like listening to the JoBros or JBiebs. Let it go. Oh, and don't bitch at someone for watching/listening to something you yourself have never watched/listened to and never intend to watch/listen to. Watch/listen to it first, then make a judgement.
(This is exactly why I don't trust anyone's opinion on movies but my own. I have to hear/see things before I make judgements on things)

10. P.M.S.
     It gives me mood swings and I have to apologize to people afterwards because I snapped on them for no reason. It sucks. and makes you cry a lot. If you are a boy, you're damn lucky to not have to go through this.

11. Being yelled at or getting in trouble with people in authority
     This sucks. I always feel like a terrible person, and it usually just makes me hate said authority figure, or be pissed for the rest of the day. Bleh.


12. When skinny girls say things like, "I LOVE eating!" or "I'm such a PIG!"
     Let me explain. I am not a skinny girl. I'm of what you'd call an "average" weight. I have always been conscious of my weight, and what/how much I eat when I'm in front of other people. So, I really hate it when skinny girls get to say "I LOVE eating/food!" because, see, I can't. I could, but then I'd feel as if people were secretly saying, "Ya, we know you do...". They probably wouldn't, but I can't help but feel insecure about things like that.
     So please, if you're a skinny girl who loves to eat, that's great! You're confident about your body and shit, so yippee. But please just keep it to yourself. You make someone else who maybe isn't as skinny as you, feel like crap when you say things like this.


welp, there ya go. A look into the mind of Beth. :)

Fuck You!

    Now that I have your attention... :P But seriously, it's the name of a song by Lily Allen that I just heard recently and love.
     This song is about all the narrow-minded views that people have that make them hate other people, and how she hates them for it. She's basically telling people to f*#$ off and keep their hatred to themselves.

I personally don't agree with the whole, "we hate you" part of the song, but I do like it's general message. I love how she makes all her songs so upbeat and happy sounding, but if you listen to the lyrics, there's a lot more to the song than you thought.

Lyrics:
Look inside,
Look inside your tiny mind
Now look a bit harder
Cause we're so uninspired,
So sick and tired of all the hatred you harbor

So you say
It's not okay to be gay
Well I think you're just evil
You're just some racist
Who can't tie my laces
Your point of view is medieval

Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch

Do you get,
Do you get a little kick out of being small minded?
You want to be like your father
It's approval you're after
Well that's not how you find it

Do you,
Do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful?
Cause there's a hole where your soul should be
You're losing control of it and it's really distasteful

Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
Cause your words don't translate
and it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you

You say,
You think we need to go to war
Well, you're already in one
Cause it's people like you
That need to get slew
No one wants your opinion

Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you very, very much
Cause your words don't translate
and it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch


Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you (repeat)

(these lyrics are a little off, but whatever)

Listen to it here:
Fuck You- Lily Allen (youtube)

Assemblies, Arguments, Auditions, and Arts Council

Alright, so today we finally had our lame welcome back assembly, that for some reason they insist on having every year. It was alright I guess. There was a video about sports and clubs and stuff, a competition between our principal and vice principals (which is always fun to see), a lot of chanting of "WE BLEED PURPLE AND WHITE! FIGHT! FIGHT!! FIGHT!!!" (which is apparently our new school chant or something... personally I'd book myself a doctor's appointment if I was bleeding purple and white, but maybe that's just me), and not a lot of mention of drama club or the arts (as per usual). But it mean that first period was shortened by about a half hour. But that also meant it shortened second period, which is when I have my spare. :( Which kinda sucked, but I got over it. :P
     At the assembly, one of the gym teachers (the hot, young one :P) got up and started talking about starting an "athletics council" which would be a few people who would work with student council to find more ways to shove sports down our throats. yaaay. I found this annoying and unfair as there was no arts council for drama, music and art. So I brought this up to Trick, the drama teacher, when I was on spare (since I hang out in her room on spare usually), and she agreed that we should have an arts council. So at lunch, when all us drama geeks were gathered in the drama room, she brought it up and we all agreed it was a good idea. So she said that we should probably have one person from drama, one from music, and then they could keep in touch with the art teacher to see if the art department had anything going on (they usually don't). She then asked who would be interested in being the drama rep. My friend Danielle, put her hand up, as did my friend Jenette. Britney, another girl in drama, also put her hand up and said that since she was best friends with the Student Council president, it would be a better decision for her to be the drama rep. They discussed how they would decide who would be the rep, but as with most things in our drama guild, nothing was really decided.

     Another interesting thing that happened at lunch was Danielle blowing up at this girl Emily, who has a reputation for having a big mouth. Recently, Danielle broke up with her boyfriend. Apparently, a lot of people found out about it, and started asking Danielle questions. She was understandably a little angry, since she had not told said people about the break-up and did not appreciate questions about it. When she asked them how they had found out about it, some of them told her that Emily had texted them. So today, Emily started to talk to Danielle and Danielle told her about the situation and said she did not wish to talk to Emily, or even be near her (I'm paraphrasing, so don't take this as a direct quote). It's always fun to see people be put in their place. :P

     This year, our drama guild has decided to put on three (maybe four) plays that will be presented in November. One or two of these plays will then go on to compete in the Sears Drama Festival in March. Today, I auditioned for one of the three plays called, My Narrator. I was really nervous, even though this is my third year in the drama guild and I've shown my dedication and talent many times. Although, I have been turned down for parts I've wanted in the past, I am hopeful that I'll earn this part. I had memorized the audition piece, and I acted it out (sort of) to the two directors of the play, and our drama teacher. I think it went fairly well, and they were impressed that I had memorized it. The rest of the auditions are scheduled for tomorrow and Wednesday at lunchtime, so I'll have to figure out what to do for lunch for the next two days (most of us drama geeks usually hang out in the drama room for lunch). I'll prolly go home. Or hang with my non-drama guild friends in the caf. meh.

So that was today. oh and I actually didn't mean for the title to be an alliteration, it kinda just turned out that way... :)

My name is Beth, and I'm a Gleek

Ok, so there's this show on Fox, and it started last year, and it's called Glee. It's about a highschool show choir, and how they go through highschool, while singing about their lives and stuff. It is hilarious, and brilliant, and really cute. :) I love it, and I've had quite a few of the songs from the show stuck in my head so I decided to post them on here.

Hello Goodbye- Glee

Say A Little Prayer For You- Glee

Halo/Walking on Sunshine

Oh! and the show starts season 2 on sept. 21. :D

Drama Club

So today we had a meeting for our drama club. We had a bunch of Gr. 9's come to it, and a few new older students, but no new gr. 9 guys. There was one new gr. 10 guy, but he didn't really want to act. I'm auditioning (on Tuesday) for the part of Barb, the narrator in the play, "My Narrator" (I'll go into detail about the play at a later date). As my luck would have it, there are about a kajillion other girls trying out for this play, and there are only 2 female parts. I'm not too worried, seeing as I'm in gr. 11, and they always pick seniors over juniors in our drama club, but there are two girls my age who are trying out for the same part as me. So I'm slightly nervous, but I still think I'll get the part. I'm working hard on memorizing the audition piece, even though I don't have to. It's half a page long, and kinda dry, but I have the gist of it memorized, and I do have till Tuesday, so I'll probably be fine.
But yeah. that's about the most interesting thing that happened today.
Oh! and our drama club is planning a trip to go see Wicked in Toronto in November!! I'm so psyched for it. :D

Dorkosity

          Sometimes I just feel like such a dork ya know? and not in a good way. In a, "I can't believe I just said/wrote that. How old am I? 10?". frig. If only I felt this way BEFORE I posted/said something stupid. Thank god for the delete button. But some things, I just need to say, even though they sound dorky. So I cringe and squirm after I write/say them, but I can't delete or go back on them.

            So, to summarize, I may say some stupid dorky things, but please forgive me for them. I swear I'm 15 (nearly 16) and not 10. :)

But sometimes being a dork is ok. Like when you're showing someone how much you love them. Then you can be as dorky as you want. Or if you're trying to cheer someone up, or make them more confident.

The Beginning

      So yesterday I started gr. 11. yaay. My classes are: English Media, -spare-, University English, University Math. My first class was ok, we got the usual welcome to this class, welcome back to school, no cellphones, blah blah blah. But the teacher is pretty cool. All we did was a small quiz to find out how much we knew about news and stuff.
      Second period I had a spare so I texted my friend Shelby who also had a spare then, and we met at the drama room. Then we met our other friend Jenette who also had a spare then. She needed to go to Valu-Mart (a grocery store in town) to get an application and apply for a job there. So Shelby drove all of us to Valu-Mart in her car and Jenette got the application. Then we decided to drive around our town since we had a bunch of free time left till lunch. Shelby then asked if we wanted to go hang out with Bri, who leaves for a bible college thingy soon (she graduated high school last year). We said yes, so we drove to her house and knocked on the door and rang the doorbell a few times. No answer. So we went to her bedroom window (it was on the ground floor) and knocked there. Still no answer. So we decided to walk around and see if anyone was downstairs and couldn't hear the doorbell or something. But what we found downstairs was an open door... So of course we decided to go in (We're really good friends with her and didn't think it would matter if we walked in unannounced). But she wasn't home. No one was. So we realized that we had basically just broken into her house... woops. So what did we do? Videotaped ourselves breaking in and creeping around. :P cuz we're dorks like that. Then we taped a sorry message in case she got freaked out that we'd been there. Then we left and went back to school for lunch.
      Third period I had English. It was ok, but all the English teachers at my school seem to love doing all that "get to know you" crap. So our teacher showed us a slide show for about half an hour about her life and hobbies and shit like that. Then she told us to write an essay that was less than two pages. And that's all she said. People started to freak out, because we're almost never allowed that much leg room with projects or anything in school. I mean, we're just stupid kids right? I was fine with it tho. As was my friend Haley (who posted her essay on her blog.  It's really good. You should go read it.). I wrote about the theatre and acting and all the shows I've done or seen done. It was ok. It turned out that all the teacher cared about was learning about what we're interested in, what kind of grammar/spelling things she needs to address in the class and how we write. Today's class was freaking boring so I won't describe it.
        Fourth period was Math. I have an ok teacher who pretty much just dived right into the unit (Trigonometry) and gave us homework half way through class. It's mostly just independent work in that class so far, just like last year's math class.
      And then I went home. and after that life was boring. so yeah.


P.S. my friend was not mad at all that we broke into her house. She found it hilarious and even edited the videos together to make a movie. :)

Alligator Tears, and real tears too

  So this summer I was involved in a theatre group (which I'll call by it's short form, yoco- sorry uncle creepy) and we put on an original musical that was an hour and 15 minutes long that was called Alligator Tears. It was written by my amazing friend Britta, and we only had three and a half weeks to rehearse it. It was crazy, but we somehow pulled it off. I had an amazing time and made some new friends, but now that it's over I'm really upset and actually spent about an hour crying about how I won't get to see these people again for a while... so I love to reminisce about it.

So I shall now list (in order of importance) the awesome things about yoco.

1) The people
            I cannot believe how many awesome people we had this year in yoco. There were quite a few newbies (I've been in yoco for three years) and they were all pretty young. The oldest was Libby at 18, but she didn't really count since she was so awesome and outgoing that it felt as if I'd known her for years. The rest of the newbies were at least a year younger than me, with the youngest being 3 years younger. It made me feel old, but I was also happy that I had seniority for once.
           I also got to hang with some rad people I already knew (Natty, Curtis, Reuben, Haley, Katey, Liese). It was so awesome to be with everyone almost everyday for three weeks. We're like a family, and we have sooo many inside jokes. Inside jokes that no one at my high school will understand because none of them went to yoco this year. Which really sucks, because no one will understand why I'll suddenly burst out laughing after someone mentions an alligator or a pinata or anything else that reminds me of  yoco. Ah well.
          Our writer -Britta- is an amazing person to work with. She's hilarious, crazy, and sooo freaking talented. She not only wrote the entire play, but all the songs and the music, co-directed it, and did most of the choreography.

2) The Play
      This musical is hilarious. And brilliant, and sad, and scary and happy and everything you want out of a musical really. wait a few years and it'll be on Broadway, winning tons of Tony's.

3) Getting to watch 4 LEGIT plays for free
      One of the perks of yoco is that we are in a town with a theatre that has a summer festival every year. So, we get free tickets to all the shows they put on there to make us more cultured or something. It's awesome tho. We don't get great seats (usually the back of the balcony) but it's a small theatre so it doesn't really matter. The shows this year were incredible.

4) The Costumes
       The costumes we got to wear in this musical were freaking AMAZING. I wore a poodle skirt (that was hand-made by a LEGIT costume designer) a scarf, a white shirt, and a sandwich board that had different signs I had to attach to it in different scenes. It was so much better than the costume I had the year before which consisted of a yellow terrycloth jumpsuit (no joke) and a yellowish, brownish bonnet. WORST. COSTUME. EVAR. geez.

It looks awesome, but it was a pain in the neck to manoeuvre with.

          The other costumes in this play were great too. We had a lot of cross-dressing since only two guys had joined yoco, and the costumes were so awesome. The play was set in the fifties so lots of poodle skirts, dresses, suspenders and sweater vests. :D

5) The inside jokes
even though probably no one from yoco will read this, I'm going to post all the inside jokes I can remember so I don't forget them.

Petticoat petticoat? That's a bad case of petticoat.
Or in Rachel's case: That's a bad pase of cetticoat!

Crump crump crump!

WHAAAT???
THE A-TEAM?? NO I'M MORE OF A M*A*S*H* FAN!
ABOUT 5:15!!!

But maaaaaaa!! I'm twenty years old!
(Henry will always be remembered as a small english boy with a pom-pom hat and a melty chocolate bar in his hand)

Britta: You know, surprisingly enough, I'm not a good climber.
Us: WHAAAAAAAAATTTTT!!!???
Britta: I know, but don't be fooled by my rippling muscles, wind-blown hair or supple climber's body.

There is a secret gator in a racecar with sunglasses, driving gloves and a scarf on, that Jigsaw has sent to kill your family. Now start singing quietly and imagine you can see him driving his car from far away to right past you. Sing louder as he gets nearer.

Cray Cray Majay...

Totes! Ma! Goats!

I want you to go from square 1 to square crazy!

Liese: "I can never take Beth anywhere because she gets gravy all over herself."
Beth: "Hey!! Well, ok yeah, it's true."

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p.s. I LEGIT love yoco. :)