We Only Ask To Love and To Be Loved

I feel strange not having blogged in God knows when. . . Because I know you're all dying to know every detail of my boring life.
Tonight is my Winter Concert. Supposedly the biggest concert of the season. Unfortunately that means no going to bed early for me:[
I have the most wretched cold, but I can't stay home because there's too much going on at school.
My English homework the other night was to do a definition of my town, to show rather than tell. Let's just say the claws came out when I described Dullsville. I'll post the whole thing later, but I'll give you a few key quotes:
"There is a constant sense of discomfort in Dullsville."
"The latest trend is suffering. The teenagers practice their best look of tortured angst in the mirror; They have nothing to complain about."
"The sidewalks here are often comparable to the conversation, leading to nowhere, and scarce, like the amount of intelligent conversation that isn't about Who Has The Best Jeans/Butt/Smile/Surgically enhanced nose/Boyfriend."
"Welcome to Dullsville, home of the Poseur, The Catty, and the Bratty. Hope you can take the heat."
Yes, I would say that the claws came out.
Tomorrow, I'm learning the audition song for our Musical, Godspell. I'm really nervous, because I always choke on auditions. . . Like really choke. It's really uncontrollable, too. My throat just squeezes shut, and I tell myself "It's only La (my teacher), It's only La" but I still manage to do TERRIBLY. I just hate knowing that I'll probably mess this up. And even if I do well, some of the Small Group girls will probably go and blow me out or the water.
Christmas is coming! Rather ironic holiday. Totally commercialized, it is no longer about Jesus, rather than a fat man in a red suit, giving gifts to everyone BUT the birthday boy (Which the 25Th isn't even his actual birthday, it's off), and we gather around trees that they didn't have in Bethlehem, throwing ourselves into fits of greed and vacationing, following the ringleader (said fat man in red suit) who rides around on an over sized sled, driven by a fictitious reindeer.
I think about this a lot.
Other than that, I've just been freezing and sick.