Finals this week, ugh. I need to sort out what I need to study...
Enr Enlgish
Vocab
French
In-class comp, no need to study
Bio
Comphrehensive exam
Choir ( A choir final? what is this coming to...)
That review sheet I don't want to think about
Day two
An and Med
Final (not sure, she was kind of breif)
History
Final ( can use sheet)
Math
Comprehensive final
I love Josh Kelley his music is very lyrical and relaxing. I must depart and continue to work on my English. Bonjour!
"'Cause you are home to me..."
I love you

corkey made an odd noise. she likes to perch by the computer when anyone is seated in the big squishy chair beside it. She rests her head on your wrist, your wrist that controls the mouse. She then procceds to puuuuurrrrrr which sounds like a bolder rolling around in a box. Went to go see "On Golden Pond" with Patty, very enjoyable show. I expected it to be much more depressing that it was. I still have to do my english vocab. ugh. We went out for pie after the show. We each ate a variation of apple. Patty had carmel appel "ala mode", I don't know what that means but I had Dutch Apple, which was lovely and sugary. "Ethel, Ethel, Ethel, I think I'm okay" That was such an amusing and truthful play. It's ironic that death, in words, can be funny, in "On Golden Pond" anyway. "It's the loons..."

Bonjour tout le monde.
I love weekends they are positivly lovely. The state theater is so beautiful. Walking around backstage and in the bowling alley just makes me happy. I even love the smell, which sounds rather odd. Dad and I were disscussing how smells remind you of certain things more than other senses would. The smell of the State theater reminds me of so much, all the way back to "Tales of Peter rabbit" when I was 12. Which wasn't to long ago I guess. Isn't Janurary supposed to be the month with the most sunny days? So far it hasn't been. Perhaps it is because it has been so warm. It's about 30-ish degrees now. I think that I am going to walk to the used book store and purchase, Our Town Thorton Wilder.
'Cause were all in this together and were all takin' bath!
Wendy's on the windowsil... Dave and Trey moment.
On Thursday I got the copy of the 12/22/2003 show at Allstate. That was an awsome show, 3 1/2 hours....I was so excited when John gave me the CD's this guy that he works with, Stewart, got them from a guy who pluged into the sound board at the Dave show. They sound like legal bootlegs copies. This is my message to you-u-ou-ou....every little thing gonna' be alright...yeah

All apologizes to any human being i talked to or was in the presence of. I was in a poor mood. not that that's any excuse, but oh well. tuesday is another day.
sleep called me.
It was 2nd hour
"No, sleep, I cannot! I will not! you fool, sleep, you!"
"Darling, you know you want to, youre watching a movie
darling, just close your eyes..."
"No your persuasions will not break my will power"
"Darling, it's 9:42 Madame will never know...
J'adore...."
"Sleep leave me be! I cannot!"
I struggled through the last half hour of the video

Yesterday was a good day, during the "Babar" rehershal we were able to watch the symphony orchestra. They were all very intense, it as really interesting to watch. The bass (the giant cello basically) is very lovely to watch. Ate at the acoustic, worked on "moments in history" speech and got the first draft done of "January", I'm thankful for first drafts, I read somewhere Mike Perry says he learns to hate his first drafts. Or at least I think he said that, either way someone said it. have to depart! bonjour!
I love you all

I walked on water today.
Scarf wrapped constrictivly around my neck
Pancake hat perched on my forehead
Boots untied and damp
Step, step, step, I walked
in the same direction that the wind
was traveling
Companions moving east
I stood on the water
I'm not god
It's just Janurary

"Lilly's purple plastic purse" is over...wow...
That was a very fun show, I can't believe that we performed the show a total of 7 times. 7 hours of performance. "hello dolly" would have been 8 hours. all I want to do now is sleep and go eat chicken noodle soup and not think. I should do my french project and my world studies project and my math.

"Thoroughly modern millie" is a darn good musical. it makes me happy. Is it illegal to burn cds from the library? probably, but I just rent them and burn them anyway. I must have at least 35 cds like that. L.E phillips has a good selection of musicals, Los Lobos and a few other finds. "A Chorus line" is my favorite musical. I love that show, everytime I watch it, I end up crying and then laughing and then wanting to dance. The world or, my world anyway, would be very dull and quiet without musicals. Trumpets are spectacular. Never learned to play, but that's okay I enjoy listening more than playing when it comes to trumpets. "My eyes are fully open to my awful situation so I am writing you a letter to explain.....that the labels should have a warning...advanced...we will take our buissiness elsewhere..solve this matter..." love it.

Chicken noodle soup is really lovely. The acoustic has the best chicken noodle soup, bianca got it once and ever since then I have been in favor of eating it. Borders has good cream of potatoe, cheesy broccoli soup, and chicken dumpling too. Soup warms the hands and the mind. If I were banished to Manchua, I would live on soup. If I were banished like Romeo I probably could eat soup, I like to think so anyway. Maybe the people in Manchua liked Romeo better than they would enjoy me, but anyway soup is lovely and I think I will go prepare a bowl.


I want to talk to ninny. She is a beautiful person. I always get drawn into her orbit of sillyness and optimism. because number two is number two. If I was banished to Manchua I would take ninny with me. Dave too. or at least a mix of Dave.

Conrad is in a hockey tourney in La Crosse. So mom, john and dad are there too. And I am here. in Manchua. I am here. in my room listening to "Thoroughly modern Mille" starring Sutton Foster as Millie. Is millie short for some thing? Mildred? perhaps,

I am going to go make soup and start my french project. Late Heureaux anniversaire Dave!

Thanks for listening.
I love you all.
-Courtney Kersten

"all the places I would like to show you although I hardly know you..."

I just got back from the show, little kids are so cute they made us "thank you" cards they made me smile. Everything was scribbly and phonetical.
Audience=Odiense
Emily= Emalee
enjoyed= ingyd (I didn't figure that one out, julie and bianca had to collaborate to get that, even then I was still left pondering what brilliant thought that second grader really wanted to express)

Mom and John came to the show tonight. I always get really fluttery when anyone I love comes to a performance. I want to make it extra lovely and enjoyable for them. I don't know if my effort translates into my performance but I like to think that it does. It made me sad when Dad pulled into the drive way driving a silver box with power steering. Dad just bought this massive-block like truck. I would have hoped that he would have purchased something more environmentaly friendly. But alas, it's okay. He lets me talk to him about why I don't agree with his car, even though he disagrees.
John doesn't like to listen to me when I talk of why we shouldn't drill for oil in ANWR. He gives me his "republican" look, shakes his head, which cannot be good for the pink jelly that is supposed to be a human brain, and sighs like Constantine's mother in Chekov's "The Seagull." That's okay John I still love you dearly even if you don't agree with my views on drilling for oil in ANWR.

Before the show Julie and I were reminissing about "Barnum" and singing the songs and dancing the choreography from it. She is such a enthusiastic and lovely person. She has a beautiful mind and spirit. Such an amount of talent and enthusiasm smushed into one person. Always a good time when talking and laughing with her.

The cast of this show is such a good time. I cannot imagine a show without the comaraderie that occurs in the dressing room. So much confusion and happiness that is locked in that/those rooms. I love it. It smells, there's food and panyhose every where, but the conversations and laughter that is held in that room truly makes me appriciate the small cramped spaces of the dressing room.

This is why closing the final curtain and tearing down the glorious sets make me cry. Not only are those things saddening but the friendships that cease to grow and the love of friends that you lose from the end make me cry as I walk away from the stage door for the final time.

Listening to Mraz. I get lost in my mind when I listen to his music, I travel in a fog of joy and relaxation. His silly yet philisophical lyrics make me grin and make my toes tingle in my birkenstocks. Going to a concert with Emily is always such a good time. The Dave concert in Chicago last month was amazing. When I think back to that night I get such a high feeling in my soul of happiness and excitment. Timmy played the guitar with hid t-e-e-t-h. yes, indeed his teeth. Trey was beautiful and Dave was lovely. Trey and Dave were so cute on stage. It is truly beautiful to see people so focused on their art. I love going to shows with emily, she is the perfect concert companion. Sing it jason....lovely...unfold...god I wish I could belt it like he does..

My vocal cords are raw. I think I am getting ill, either that or it is from the show, which would be odd because I simply have a few bit lines. I love Ricola, my 2nd ultimate sore throat remedy. The 1st is tea. The swirly mist from a cup of warm tea in your hands is enough to massage my voice and relax my mind.

Birkenstocks are great shoes. I have been wearing my Chucks all week because of the "Lilly's purple plastic purse" shows. Today after the afternoon performance I rode my bike over to Borders in my Birki's. My toes turned a shade of Fusica beneath my wool socks but it was worth it. I had soup and looked through "American Theater" I wanted to go look at a Dillon Thomas book and some Walker Evans photography but I got lost in my soup and Theater and it ended up being five to fast so I had to book it home to make it in time for call.

I am going to go knit when I should be taking a shower. Then I think I will add to my life book when I should be brushing my teeth.
Time to be productive.
I love you all and I hope that you are at peace as you drift into sleep.
-Courtney Kersten
Orion
your glowing figure
looming over the sphere
of dirt and water.
a collection of electric
dots arranged in such a way that
it occurs to me to believe
that god was one part religon
one part soul
and one part artist
Millions lift their chins to admire
your brilliance
From Janurary to April we
stand in awe of your brilliance
While you hide in the months
of May through December
we continue in darkness and you
continue in silence, until
you return and we see your
looming light.
I miss you.

I keep looking in the mirror and see the circles under my eyes get darker and darker.
I found my mom's old hats from when she had chemotherapy and wore an assortment of wigs and hats, she now has a good sized collection, I am enjoying wearing her wool pancake hat, I don't know the technical name but that's what it looks like to me.
I keep forgetting I have to go perform tonight, again.
The show is adorable, I expect that something will go wrong, but so far in 4 shows nothing to disasterous has happend yet. I hope tonight goes well too.
The tranquil light hits my face.
I pupils fluctuate and my head lightens
I am intoxicated by the smell of must from
the curtains and the stench of the wigs.
intoxicated by the shivers in my toes and the
tingle in my throat. I secure my stance and speak.
The theater is my vice.
I should find out what "vice" means dictionary wise, I shouldn't use the word unless I can fully understand the purpose of it.
Theater is my addiction.
Theater is my red wine.
I miss Orion.
Emily told me that Menards keeps their lights on all night to avoid burglaries, that made me really sad.
My head keeps getting closer to the keyboard out of fatigue.
I cannot fathom how I am so tired here but when I get to the theater, I will probably act like I just ate a box of altoids, the world is crazy.
Thanks for listening, I appriciate it.
you are all lovely