Stumbles and Falls

Brought me here...

4/2/10 12:55 am



Character Name: Shelby Rice
Age: 21 years old.
Previous update:: Here
Best remembered for: A clumsy klutz, liking ridiculously cute and kitschy items, eternal optimism, being at the wrong place at the wrong time, misunderstandings, her Rapunzel hair setting on fire at the dance.
Current residence: Seattle, Washington.
Where is he now? Shelby changed her major about five times before settling with Sociology at Seattle U. She isn’t prepared to graduate in a month or so and is quite worried about the future. The future? She didn’t apply to graduate school, figuring her career goals will come to her in a whim or daydream. Her parents did give her a bit of freedom and took a step back from their usual watchful eye as she flourished in Seattle, but now with her unsure plans they’ve gotten on her case again. There was another mishap with fire while living in her apartment, and although the culprit was her roommate, her pyromaniac history resurfaced for a few laughs. Shelby surprised herself by sticking with her front desk job at the dormitory hall, the longest commitment in her life thus far. However as she prepares to graduate, she knows she has to leave that job and has been interviewing with various nanny agencies. Shelby and kids? It could happen! She’s also currently coming to terms with her brunette boy haircut. It was an impulsive move to cut and dye her own hair. Shelby had to go to a professional who told her the only way to salvage her hair was to dye it darker and go even shorter.
Romantic status After her roommate moved out (the fire incident didn’t sit well with the roommates), Shelby and the other tenants interviewed other students who wanted to take the spot. A guy by the name of Zack Kuper-Craft came to check out the place, and although the girls rejected him because of his genitalia alone, Shelby got to know him. Their chats turned into epic phone calls and ambiguous hangouts that certainly were not platonic. With some courage on his end, Zack finally asked Shelby out and the two have been dating for seven months. As fate and coincidence would have it, Zack turned out to be the cousin of Lisa Kuper, Shelby’s best friend at Abbott Academy. Shelby likes to think Lisa in the heavens had something to do with her connection with Zack.

2/4/08 11:30 pm




Character Name: Shelby Rice
Age: 19 years old.
Best remembered for: A clumsy klutz, liking ridiculously cute and kitschy items, eternal optimism, being at the wrong place at the wrong time, misunderstandings, her Rapunzel hair setting on fire at the dance.
Reason for Abbott stay: Pyromania
Current residence: Seattle, Washington.
Where is he now? After leaving Abbott Academy for a stay at a Swiss nunnery, Shelby stayed there for a good year before her parents reaffirmed their Jewish faith and took her out of there. She enjoyed the Alps and European culture, but could not wait to see guys that weren’t dedicated to God. Her parents are still wary about their daughter and what neuroses she may have, but they love her. They still refuse to light candles on her birthday cake. She is currently enrolled at Seattle U with the hopes of getting into environmental law. Or becoming a veterinarian. Or dolphin trainer. Whatever her career may be, she wishes to involve herself with nature and animals. She works at her dormitory hall's front desk, in charge of whatever problems dormies have. Every year she visits the grave of her Abbott best friend Lisa, remembering the good times the two shared there.
Romantic status Shelby was loveless during her stay in Switzerland, but coming back to the states, she fell head over heels for a Jewish boy named Calvin. The relationship lasted for half a year until he had to move to Boston for school. Shelby went through the lows of heartbreak but bounced back. She now has little crushes every now and then on dorky guys but never does anything to initiate it. Gossiping with friends and a little Facebooking stalking never hurt anyone, especially not in Shelby’s case. She’s fine being single but is open to the idea of dating again.

11/29/05 12:17 am - Nothing Unusual, Nothing Strange

Guess where I’m at now? Home, that’s right. I’m not at Abbott right now and it looks like I won’t return there. Anyone in the mood for story time? Sit around kidlets and listen to the tale of Shelby Rice:

When I came home, my family confronted me with his intervention of some sort (the day after Thanksgiving!) and said I was a very bad, bad girl. : ( I guess sending me to Abbott for my pyromania didn’t help me much since I caused that fire during the Halloween dance and then there was that incident with the marijuana… And with this whole bus fiasco and the Greyhound, they thought I was a runaway! Runaways take the Greyhound these days? I had no idea. Now my parents are shipping me out of the country! I’ll be spending the rest of the year in Austria where I will live with a bunch of nuns. Yup, they’re sending me to a nunnery! A convent where I won’t get to see boys except for the occasional old priest : ( I won’t become a nun, I swear! It’s just for a year, right?

I had fun here, met a lot of colorful people and did lots of cool things. Someday, I'll run into Adam, Amber and Josh! I’ll write letters to Tony, AC, Mia, Tyler and the rest of the gang! Tony, you were one of my first friends here and I hope you continue a swell guy with big ole hair (the home of the lost baby). You are schweet and the girl who has your heart (Mia!) is a lucky gal. Mia is cool! The end. And if Lisa were still here, I'd thank her for being one of my first female friends here. She was a one of a kind and the most genuine soul I knew. <3 And Tylerrrrr, you're so silly with all your games. I'll miss our dorkiness and the older-brotherly antics. AC, thanks for being so cool and just hanging out with me from time to time, even through my pez addiction days. As for Grease, I know they’ll find a great recast for the role of Sandy. I wish I could have played her beside Tony : ( Oh well! I should go pack now and sulk in my bedroom. Oh, and if I start singing on hills, please come and save me. Bye Abbott, thanks for everything!

P.S. I swear I’m not a bad girl! I’m just very clumsy.

11/24/05 09:56 pm - Gobble Gobble Tear Tear

It is 6 PM, Thanksgiving day; my mom’s probably checking up on the turkey to see if its burnt, my dad’s pretending to watch football to prove his masculinity and Kirby? He’s secretly taking bites off the ham and covering the missing parts with some veggies. And me? Sitting at the Greyhound station, somewhere in Nevada. : ( It’s not even Las Vegas, Nevada! I’m in the middle-of-nowhere, Nevada where the vending machines don’t even have turkey sandwiches.

I ended up taking that flight to Iowa and then found a Greyhound ride to Nevada (for $124 buckeroos!). But now? I’m stuck! My dad said he’d drive to get me, but its toooooo far. In about five minutes, I’m about to cry Lucille Ball-style! : ( I want to be home for Thanksgiving! Maybe I’ll go bug the teller man now.

On the plus side, at least this station has wireless!

11/23/05 01:44 am - The Chronicles Continue

Ahhh! This is me freakin' out at 2 AM in the morning because I purchased the wrong plane ticket. Instead of flying into Walla Walla in WA, I'm going to fly into Walla Walla, Iowa! Who knew Iowa had a city with that name? Leave it to me to book the wrong state. Oh boy...I can cancel the ticket and get my refund but how I am supposed to get home? Everything ish booked. I really wanna be with my family for Thanksgiving! My mom even bought new Pilgrim shoes for me:( Maybe I can hitchhike? Hike up my skirt, show off my pasty white legs and get a trucker to take me home? Eeek, that doesn't sound so safe.

Okay, spazzy hour is over and I need to get a-brainstorming. Ideas, anyone?

11/18/05 04:14 pm - Hey hey hey!

Go me for being productive! I just purchased my ticket to Walla Walla, Washington aka my home sweet home. I just can’t wait for Turkey Day! My family’s Thanksgiving dinners are usually huge and a bit odd because well, my mom comes from a carnival family and you know they’re colorful people. Like for instance, sometimes we dress up as Pilgrims, gold buckles and all, and come to the dinner table speaking on Old English. And it’s also Rice family tradition to dye the cranberry sauce a different color each year. I do believe this year is green? It’s all yummy and gooey! Actually, all the food is, even the evil turkey. That bird knocks me out hard after a few bites of it. I guess that chemical in it makes you snooze!

I love writing letters, have I mentioned that? Like today I wrote a letter to Amber, one to Adam and Josh, Cheyenne and even my old pen pal Johannes. He’s sooooo hot now; I think I might be crushing on him. Those Scandinavian boys with their perfect teeth and blondeness! It so sucks that he lives oceans and seas away :( His English has definitely improved! I remember back then he mixed up the terms for “boy” and “girl” and he thought I was a boy. Yes, ever since I was young I’ve had short hair. Actually, I think my hair is growing out a bit. I’m doing it for the play! I hope it’ll be longer by the time of opening night. I really don’t want to wear a wig because I have a phobia against them now.

Lastly, I think I talk in my sleep! I feel asleep during rehearsal the other day and Mia told me I mumbled the lyrics to “Hopelessly Devoted To You”. Wow, this play is really taking over my life, even as I sleep. I really hope I don’t fall asleep on Tony during a dance scene and like, drool on him. There’s a long history of sleeping disorders in my family; my mom sleepwalks, my dad snores like a foghorn, my brother Kirby grinds his teeth and Grandma Lulu has narcolepsy. Hmmm, maybe I should record myself when I sleep but then I might hear something scary. If I do talk in my sleep, sorry to Becky! I’m just consuming a lot of caffeine these days and after putting sleep for a looooong time, it catches up to you and you go kaputzy. Drop dead on the floor like those Sims…in the middle of the kitchen floor…with cockroaches all over you. Ewwww! Okay, I need to get the yucky thoughts out of my head. Off to my pyromaniac’s class, bye!

P.S. Tyler cheats at games. I am the victor!

11/7/05 01:05 am - She's a maniac, maniac!

Shelby’s klutzy girl chronicles #946328: I’d like to apologize to everyone for that little fiasco-mishap last weekend at the party! I did not know my wig would get caught in those flames ; ( Thank you to Lucas for trying to save me, valiant effort mi amigo. Darn those delinquents for spiking the punch and making the fire a whole lot bigger. The bigger the fire, the more trouble for moi. Trust me, the hotel AND the school authorities are giving me a hard, hard time, especially since I have a pyromaniac’s record. Le sigh, just when they started letting me use matches again…. I hope I get to use them when my birthday comes around. There’s nothing more depressing than a girl who can’t blow her candles out on her b-day. Once again, I’m sooooooo sorry for the sprinklers set off! If there’s anything I can do to repay y’all, do tell me ASAP.

I am really thankful they didn’t take the role of Sandy away from me. It was up on jeopardy and I had to assure them I wasn’t going to burn anything else anymore. Practices have been going well though! Unless you count the numerous death stares from some of the girls that were also up for the role of Sandy Olsson. One of those girls? None other than my roommate Becky White. Not to sound like a b-i-t-c-h-y girl, but she’s really pulling a lot out of that Cha Cha role. Scene stealer? I don’t know, I don’t wanna talk to Brandon or Lennon about it. It’s just going to start a lot of drama and I don’t want that. We all work pretty well with each other which is good so that we don’t pull each other’s hair out. I have to work on my dancing to ensure my two left feet aren’t noticeable during the dance scene. Tony says he’s going to help me since he is the Michael Jackson dance-incarnate (before the scary Peter Pan stuff). Mia, I have no idea what moves you’re teaching him.

Received a letter from Amber today in the mail! She’s doing well in Chicago which is good. I miss my film buddy! Now if I could only get letters from Adam, Josh, and Cheyenne. That would be stellar! I love writing letters, they’re just so fun. Emails are great but I have this thing where I like seeing actual handwriting. I had this pen pal from Finland when I was 12 and he had the prettiest handwriting ever! Sure, my crush on him made me a little biased but it was still pretty handwriting! Maybe I’ll go through my memory chest and find his address. It’d be awesome to find out what Johannes is up to these days. Byeeeee!

10/28/05 03:21 pm - A Man After Midnight!

Okay so I know I am waaaaay overdue with this entry-update-thingie! Last weekend I was abducted by these green guys with antennas coming from their heads and they were tres scary. I thought Halloween was here but then I checked my calendar and the date was different. So these guys forced me to not update my journal, they literally held me back with one of their icky tentacles. I believe they called themselves Alien-Americans. Trust me, you don’t want to miss the American part or else they will go bonkers on your tushies (I speak from personal experience). Haha, if you believe what I just wrote then I love you! Really, I’ve been uber busy with school and the drama club. I’m Sandy!!! Well, I’m Shelby but I’m also Sandy…for the school adaptation of “Grease”. Watch me run in circles and squeal like the giddy, happy girl I am. Brb!

Back now! Whew, I am tired from running around in circles and cheering. People really underestimate the power of giddiness as a form of exercise. I’ll talk to my P.E. teacher and see if she’ll excuse me from class since I get such a workout from this form of exercise. Oh geezers, I just went off on a tangent, didn’t I? Back on track to the Grease Lightning fun! I am Sandy Olsson which means I need to grow my hair out! Or get a wig but I don’t want it to fall off on stage, and then I’ll look like a fool. Maybe extensions will work for me. Ooh yes, Sandy is Australian so I need to go to Australia and see how they speak. Or just rent Heath Ledger flicks. And Tony Call, he’s Danny Zuko! Seriously, I could not be any happier with the choice. Thank you Brandon and Lennon for great, awesome choices even though my roommate Becky wants to smother me in my sleep with a pillow for getting Sandy over her. She’s Cha Cha? At least she gets to play my rival in the play? Oy vey, I don’t want art to imitate life. :( Tony definitely has the hair and maybe the baby will make a cameo on the stage. And the boy knows how to groove; I’ve never seen a white boy dance like that, especially in tight pants! I am so ready for long night hours of practice and dancing!

My second favorite holiday in a few days and I am really excited because I love candy (break into the song!). I already picked out a costume and here it is! (smaller size of course!), but with this wig. Yup, I am going as Rapunzel! Just please don’t step on my hair (it’s like ten feet long!). Anyways, if anyone wants to go with me trick-or-treating, leave me a note or IM me (Shelby likes pez is my screenname). I was supposed to go with Joshie but he’s gone. Okay, I swear I wasn’t going to talk about him! Just a boy, a silly, silly boy who left. I wasn’t anything to him. Why does it seem like everyone I get close to, leaves? Lisa, Josh, Cheyenne, Adam, Amber... Maybe I am cursed or something. Time to get to show practice, adios!

10/17/05 05:08 pm - Take a Little Piece of My Heart

So Joshie left Abbott last week and now I’m sad. Well, I’m toooooo sad but I am sad because he was a really cool guy who liked me. This is like the first guy to ever like me in a good way. My past with boys? They’re all stinky and never gave me the time of day. My warped loveydovey teenager mind jumped to the conclusions and thought we had something because we made out a few times. I guess it was nothing? It was something to me... So that is the end of dorky stamp collections, underwear-on-the-head fun and cute punny jokes. I hope he is doing well back home with his granny because I know he missed her a lot. He told me he’d write emails and send letters written in crayons. I’m holding the boy to that. Adam’s gone too! There goes half of my friends/potential guys right there. I want to say that there will be other guys but these days? It seems like everyone quickly pairs up and I’m the one without a chair : ( I shouldn’t care too much about this! Like that feminist lady once said, “A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle.” Rock on, Gloria! I think that was her name... I have my girlypals (and Lisa in spirit!) to hang with. There’s Amber who is coolness to the max! Oh wait, she has a quasi-boyfriend now and I don’t like playing third-wheel, so that may not work…

So the gossip journal said something about my little adventure a few weeks ago. Don’t believe them! And don’t believe what they said about Tyler because he’s my friend and would never intentionally cause any harm to me. I, I got it off of a man who selling candy on the streets and and and he told me it was cheap and I got it and I guess there was weed in the candy? I’m such a horrible liar. Seriously, if you want to know the truth, just come up to me and Shelby will tell ya! Plus, this seems like it would be a cool way to meet some people at Abbott. We’re always getting waves of new students so I should be more welcoming and hospitable. And if you're special, I'll sing a song for you!

Okie dokie, I am now late for my “Narcotics Abuse” class. If I don’t go, they will deem me a truant students as well. Le sigh, that’s me alright!

10/9/05 03:49 am - Don't Wake Me Up!

Before the tabloids get their grubby hands on the "juicy" details of what happened, I'll blurt it out now: Shelby Rice got high last week. Not my proudest moment but it happened! A big oy vey! because my parents got to see it at the end of Parents Week so they left pretty angrily :( I have no idea how it happened unless you count me knowing I ate Tyler's tainted brownies. Woweeee! I didn't know he was into that. It wasn't his fault! I shouldn't have taken his brownies. I said sorry a zillion times, then they grounded me until I graduate. The school officials weren't interested in my apologies either, they just wanted to punish me. So on top of my pyromaniac file, they've added "pothead" to the list. ;\ I now have to attend "Do not light a doobie" classes on Wednesdays. I apologize to anyone that I've said anything lame/stupid/dorky to! It wasn't me! I mean, it was but it was like a different form of me? Kind of like an evil twin or a robot that looks like me.

After my parents left, I thought I was going to cry but instead, I had a really good laugh. It was my first, real genuine laugh since Lisa passed on. I don't know, I guess this experience sort of put my life back into perspective. Mopey Shelby wasn't fun and even when I stopped acting like it, I still felt it. I just hid it from everyone, so I apologize (again) for lying to everyone. I'm fine now! I guess it took the ingestion/consumption of marijuana to snap me back. People are probably thinking, "Shelby needs to get high more" but I assure you, my stoner days are overrrrr!

Omigod, I kissed Josh. Errrr, he kissed me? It just happened! I know I told him he was cute while I was high but that was that and he was such a gentlemen to me. So a few days ago I went to his room to apologize for being such a goober, and we got to talking...and then the smoochies! Hehehe, I can't explain everything because I just want to talk about kissing him and write on and on about it. He's just so cute and I wanna squeeze him tightly! His lips are soft and his hands are smooth and his hair! That poof is tres adorable. I have no idea what is up. We just kissed and that lead to lots of making out. And then he came to my room last night when Becky was away and we made out again. I think we're just too shy to talk about it so it just happens and never gets any explanation. I'm not complaining! I should shut up now because I'm writing waaaaaay too much about this silly, cute boy. Since Cheyenne left, it kind of sucks but oh well! This school has a revolving door so it's expected. I guess that means I'll have to get more visits from Joshie, Tyler (when he's not hiding!),Tony Baloney and Amberrrr.

Speaking of Amberrrr, it's time to go watch Cruel Intentions and pretend we're heroine-snorting b-i-t-c-h-e-s. Oh geez, the drugs, the drugs!

9/27/05 08:22 pm - Bouncing Off the Walls again, whoooa!

My mouth is so friggin’ dry like it’s the place of the Sahara on a reeeeally hot day. I think I need more water or something, I dunnnnno! Maybe I guess I ate too much at dinner or when I went to visit Tyler’s room cuz he’s really fun. I think he had a party or felt like baking because he had these brownies and they were like reeeeeally good. He was like, “Shelby, don’t touch these.? Hahaha, so I thought we could have a new game because our Hide-and-Seek ended. So I took his plate and ran out of the room back to my dorm. Then I decided to test his mad skillz as a baker guy/Chef man so I had one or two or five. They were the right shade of brown with all those yummy crummy chocolate morsels. Don’t worry, I didn’t eat them all and I will repay the ones I did consume with my own rainbow sprinkles brownies! I should get the recipe from him and become like the next Martha Stewart! Hehehe, she’s such a great cook and homemaker type lady. Nothing like my mom who is this hardworking lady who never has time to cook for us. I shouldn’t talk about food because I just got a craving for ice cream and chicken nuggets.

I never had this appreciation for Offspring but you know if you listen to them like a lot, they’re awesome! I was busy dancing around my room (Sorry Becky!) and the radio station had them playing for some special day or something cool but wow, they are really good! I was just dancing around and having a good time by myself. I should have invited Joshie over because he’s a cutepie and I like seeing him cuz he’s funny too. Maybe he’ll show me his stamp collection again. Or I wish Amber and Lisa were here because I miss them!

Okay, my parents are coming in like a minute so I should go do my hair. Maybe I’ll wear pigtails or do a half-headed ponytail from the 80’s because everyone knows the 80’s were a fun time! Damn, I am thirsty! I need a Capri Sun.

9/21/05 03:39 pm - It Doesn't Matter What They Say

No man has the right to dictate what other men should perceive, create or produce, but all should be encouraged to reveal themselves, their perceptions and emotions, and to build confidence in the creative spirit ).
-Ansel Adams

9/13/05 03:57 pm - 99 Red Balloons Go By

It’s been a week since the funeral and Lisa’s really gone. It was odd being there, around her family and “friends?. I don’t know, there was just some unsaid tension between her parents and I wanted to get out of there as soon as I could. The one positive thing about Oregon (aside from Amber) was Adam. He was so supportive with me and I can’t begin to thank him. I heard he missed some crucial practices too. That silly boy, he shouldn’t have done that.

I’ve been so bad with keeping this thing updated! Blogging is wonderful art and it helps me improve my writing so I should give it some attention. Ever since I came back from Oregon, I’ve been kind of avoidant with most thingies, including people. I’m really sorry to everyone for pulling a Howard Hughes and shooing company away. I don’t like being alone, not now. But when people are around me, I go quiet. I need someone who will just be there… kind of like what Adam did for me in Oregon. I promise that once I finish up all my homework and read all these journals, I’ll do some socializing. I’m...okay? I’m trying to be, to move on and such. So Josh, AC, Cheyenne, Brianne, Tyler, Tony, and Adam, watch out for me! And Amber, you know we’ll resume our cinematic entertainment soon. I have to show you “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun? with that girl from Heathers/Beverly Hills 90210/Charmed.

What now? Move on? I don’t know how to. Do I just resume how things were before? Like when I was crushing on Josh and Adam like a lovelorn schoolgirl? I feel like I’m forced to move on, I know I have to. I don’t think I’m ready to be thrown into the sea of social events again, it’s not right. I just need some time. And in the midst of all these murders, I can’t help but regress a little. I want to be that 7 year old girl who played Tea Time with her friends, dressed in pearls and floppy hats. I don’t want to grow up and be where I am now, dealing with the loss of friends and horrible events. Oy vey, I’m going to the dark place again.... Must get out of it ASAP.

On a last note, I’m sorry to everyone who knew Jasper, Ace and/or Vanessa. Regardless of who they were, the events that occurred shouldn’t have. If you guys need anything, to cope or deal, I’m kind of in the same boat. Shelby likes pez is where you can reach me. Okie dok, it’s time to go to journalism class and write up fake articles like Stephen Glass. The lunch meat is made out of people, I swear.

9/4/05 03:35 am - And then the mourning comes

Her parents asked us to come to her funeral, to fly there. I don't want to go to her home, see her pictures and breakdown like I've been doing for the last few days. No, not in front of her parents. I don't want to go and see her placed into the cold ground...it'll make this nightmare more of a reality. She's really gone once they put her down there. But I have to go, I have to show her parents that Lisa had friends here, that she had a good life while at Abbott. Sigh, I just want to sleep...but dreamless sleep.

So in about an hour, Amber and I are flying to Oregon for the funeral. Amber’s friend Jude is coming along with her and Adam offered to come with me for support. The teachers have been really understanding with everything and I thank them for that. Thank you to everyone else for the love I've received this past week, for coming to the candlelight vigil and for the kind, supportive words. Cheyenne, Tyler, Josh, AC...everyone, it means a lot to me.

I can’t believe Adam offered to go with me. I often wonder to myself, who is this boy? He’s not that cocky jock I know... Oh geezers, I shouldn’t think about this, not now...it’s not right. I'm just glad I have him there along with Amber and Jude.

It’s about a two-day trip so I guess I’ll see you guys on Tuesday? I hope everyone is well and with the people you love to bits.

8/31/05 11:12 pm - This is just a dream

They found Lisa today in Jasper’s dorm. It wasn’t her, it was just...her body. The police wouldn’t say much, they had us evacuate the building until they cleared things. But the newsreporters said she was murdered and that body bag only confirmed it. They don’t know where Jasper is, if he’s a suspect or not. It’s all very hectic and I just need to sit down. I don’t want to think about that. I can't stop crying. I don’t want to know the details, what happened. Just yesterday morning, AC and I had gone to the police station and they told us they would find her. They said it was just mindless worrying, she was probably a runaway and that she would show up soon. Well, they lied. Damnit, they lied and now she’s gone. Someone tell me why.

Why would someone do it to Lisa? Why her? She was one of the kindest souls I knew and now she’s dead? Don’t say that, Shelby. Don’t say that, shut your goddamn mouth. She’s not dead. She’s your friend, the girl you went shopping with at the mall with the shoes and funny dresses; she’s not in some coroner’s office. She’s just..fuck, I don’t know! I don't know, I don't...I can't stop crying. I'm so fucking pissed off at the world. I just need to know why. Someone tell me why. She just can’t be dead, I just saw her last Friday. I mean, we were dancing and having fun and she was smiling. And, and then that song she was raving about and how I was going to get the CD for her. And now she’s dead? Big load of crap! No, I’m not going to believe it. It's Lisa, my friend. I...I still have her dress, the one I wore to the dance. I have to return it to her, it’s her dress. She’d want it back.

Not Lisa, please, not her.

Is this the way to start the new school year? I don’t want to go to class tomorrow. I won’t.

8/29/05 11:24 pm - 1-800-MISSING

I know I shouldn’t do this but this is my journal and I figure I should write my worries here. I haven’t seen Lisa around lately and it’s bugging me. I last saw her at the dance where she just sorta disappeared, so I figured she had something important to do.

That was Friday night and it’s Monday night, no sighting of her. Amber and I went to her room but her roomie Simone said she’s been AWOL. Major weirdness right there! So we called her parents, the Kupers in Oregon and they were odd folks to talk to so we lied and said it was a wrong number. (We didn’t want to worry them). Jasper doesn’t know what’s up either. People just don’t get up and go without their belongings!

Tomorrow AC and I are going to the police to report her disappearance. Usually you’re supposed to wait 24 hours but it’s been 72 hours so we’re going. I hope she resurfaces within the next 12 hours!

I hope I’m just being a worrywart and nothing bad has happened. I can’t shake this bad, ominous feeling away.

P.S. Thank you to Tony for alleviating some my worries. You’re a good man, Baloney!

8/27/05 09:32 pm - Seven, eight, stay up late.

I actually woke up at like 11 AM today! Usually I’m up at 6 AM, early-bird-gets-the-worm type of girl since my mother had that schedule drilled in my head (she always woke me for school before she left to her nursing job). But I have an excuse for my near-noon snoozin’. Last night was Abbott Academy’s Summer Nights dance and it was really, really fun. The whole atmosphere with the vibrant streamers, balloons, punch bowls and DJ, it felt like I was back in Walla Walla, Washington.

So I didn’t exactly have a date but that was fine because yeah...I don’t have a reason but it was all good. I had my group of friends to hang out with, Lisa, Amber and their dates Jude and Jasper. Wow, I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel left out because of the date situation. Although Lisa and I run to the bathroom several times to avoid Jasper… The three of us had spent the day watching dorky 80’s flicks about dances and the wacky adventures that happen there. And then we danced around like idiots with the music blaring because most of the girls in the hall were off at the salon getting their hair and makeup done. And then while we were applying on makeup, Amber sneezed and messed up her eyeliner. Lisa has a picture of it somewhere.

Oh geezers, I’m getting off track! So the dance, yes...we danced and did the dance-like thingies. I saw Tony Baloney there with his date and said howdy, found Tyler hiding behind the balloon arch, danced with Adam a.k.a. Moonshine who lifted me so I wouldn’t step on his shoes. He looked really good, mostly because I helped him pick out his clothes. He’s so out of my league that I’m not even going to bother most because of that and because there’s someone else I think is sorta kinda really cute.... I also ran into Mr. Josh Wilde aka Hobbit Boy who I ended up hanging out with for a good portion of the evening. Can I squeal now? He’s like this sorta kinda really, really cute guy and I’m not sure how I’m supposed to act around him. On one hand, I should be friendly because that’s nice and who I am. But then he might get the impression that I just want to be friends, which I do but kinda more than that... So what, I flirt? Shelby Rice flirts? My flirting techniques include a lot of nervous laughter, snorting and bright red cheeks. He also showed me his underwear again! I’d have him arrested but he’s my friend and I can’t put him in the slammer for that. I’ll just put him up in a tree and keep him there since he’s afraid of heights. The other day we sat in a tree, writing angry letters to Student Council because they failed to nominate him for King. I provided the colorful construction paper and Joshy brought the markers. Apparently, crayons are not effective when getting trying to get a serious message across.

So anyways, the dance ended with us going back to that same tree because Josh lost his mojo up there. We found it around 2 AM stuck in one of the tree’s highest branches. I was like a zombie when I walked back to my dorm room, falling asleep on Josh. I didn’t get to say bye to Amber and Lisa but I’m sure those girls are fine and dandy! I should go find them now so I can get debriefed on what they were up to alllllll night long. And Lisa, I didn’t stain your dress! :)

8/22/05 03:02 pm - Do the Hustle!

I went shop-shop-shopping with Lisa the other day and although we didn’t buy much, we still had our fun. It’s alright; Lisa is letting me borrow one of her cool vintage dresses! I’m taking this one since it’s so vintage-y and kinda looks tropical? We also looked for nice shoes and ended up trying on every pair there, even the ugly glittery ones. My feet are still aching from those boots I tried on, Nancy Sinatra would not be proud. It was really fun hanging out with Miss Kuper, doing the usual girl-talk about boys and such. I wish Amber could have gone with us but she was probably busy with Juuuuuude. Lisa and I are really jealous ;).

Speaking of cute boys, I met a dorky one by the name of Josh Wilde aka The Fifth Hobbit cut from the Fellowship in the Lord of the Rings. I kept him company the other night by chatting about nonsense, jumping on his bed, falling off of it like a total klutz and trying on his underwear. Okay, I know that sounds wrong but let me explain! Somehow, we got into this little war of throwing his gross underwear at me (they were clean, or so he claims). I wanted to keep one of them as evidence of his dorkiness (I won’t reveal which cartoon characters are on them but you can have your guesses…hint: Think shells and artists) so he attacked me with his tickling. I had to retaliate by pulling the undies over his head. And then he did it to me and soon we were modeling the futuristic fashions of Abbott Academy. That boy is such a dork but he’s one of the cool ones. And he’s really cute...like the type where you just want to hug them and squeal like a schoolgirl...cuz I am one. Yeah, he’s really cute! Whoa now, calm it Shelby…just a boy.. And Tyler, stop making me of me cuz he’s not my boyfriend. He’s just a yucky boy like youuuu (and Adam and Tony too.)

I still haven’t found that doofus yet in this endless hide-and-seek game. Gimme a clue, Clearings! I tried going to the skate park, looking for you but they wouldn’t admit me because I was without a skateboard. So then I rented one and fell off of it within a minute. I might have to enlist your cousin to assist me because he knows all your good hiding spots. You know I’m going to see you at the dance, Tyler!

I sorta met my roomie, Becky through the internet. She’s seems like a real meanie cool girl! I told her all my preferences (windows open during the night, not a drinker/druggie/smoker…) but that I am flexible. I should go clean my side of the room so that she doesn’t get annoyed with all my junk.

8/18/05 03:23 pm - We're off to see the wizard!

I love staying in hotels! It’s so weird but I enjoy jumping on the beds, watching cheesy 80’s flicks and messing around with room service. The newness, the sense of adventure and fun, it’s a great combo! Too bad hotels are costly and motels scare the bejesus out of me. Once I had to stay at this motel when my dad’s car broke down during a road trip and omigod, it was hella scary! The hotel manager was this guy with a gold eye patch with an eye drawn on it and keep telling me, “I have my eyes on you.? I swore I saw him staring at me through the bathroom window.

Amber and I watched that movie “Practical Magic? yesterday and after pretending to be witches, she left my room to go talk to Jude or something. Big crush right there. So I did something really dorky and reenacted a scene from the movie, you know the one where the little girl does a spell to locate her true love. I have no idea what kind of guy I really want so I threw in a bunch of odd requests like curly hair and goofiness (they seem to go together). All this talk about dances makes me feel like such a loser, lonely girl. That’s right I am a girl and not one of those womanly ladies on campus who know how to attract guys and whatnot... I hope Becky doesn’t mind the sage/basil smell of the room now. I tried my best to air it out! She’s off god knows where and I’m really anxious to meet her. I hope she’s really cordial and amusing!

My pyromaniacs’ recovery class is...interesting? Today we had to stand in front of match boxes and “resist? them. I yawned and my teacher deemed my apathy as denial. I guess it didn’t help that I was eating hot tamales? Apparently those represent fire! I just can’t escape that label : (

Moonshine, where are you? Tyler, you still haven’t found me yet. AC needs to find the cure for my Pez addiction. I haven’t talked to Tony in a looooong time! I miss Felicia :(

8/13/05 12:42 am - These Times are a-changin'!

I just received some upsetting news that my roomie Felicia left. Not like Buffalo far but far far away from Abbott. I am really sad, to the point of wanting to grab my SpongeBob doll and hug him to bits. Just when I got my sleeping habits in synch with her and got close, she goes away : ( I will dance these last days away in her honor. I just hope my next roommate is really cool! Can't wait to meet you, Becky! Come to the White-Rice room!

I sorta met/hung out with Mr. Man-ho Adam Hunter. He thinks that when I open up my purse rainbows and sunshine will be released. Am I really that sing-song, Moonshine? I think he just likes to make fun of me because he can. Haha, I don’t mind making fun of him either! I will force feed him to eat crust so that he’ll grow curly hair. He is kinda sorta really cute but I will stay away because he is a big ole flirt. Look at all those girls after him! And c’mon, I am Shelby Rice, the girl who still acts like she wears braces, poodle skirts and pigtails. Oh well! At least he talks to me; I’m not some boy repellent. I actually started believing I was one. There is a guy out there for you, Shelby. Tell me about your nightmares someday, Adam.

Amber saw me cry the other night during Honey, I Shrunk the Kids. (Lisa, where were you??) If you do not bawl your eyes out during the scene where the friendly ant dies, you don’t have a heart! To this day I cannot look at scorpions without snarling at them. My brother once found a scorpion in his Nikes and taunted me with it. That was not cool. Speaking of Nikes, Tony’s baby is now making shoes in Guatemala. Please buy a pair to support the little one. As much as I hate sweat shops, I don’t want her stuffing baggies of coke in her wittle chest and becoming a smuggler!

My end note is to Tyler who I found hiding in that lemon tree. My turn to hide now!
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