welll.. here we are

Oct 26, 2007 16:50


 that is the first line of  Antigone rather blunt don't you think?

and with an hour or so to go till call time on opening night 
i desided to update
wich i haven't done sence ........................................ HP7

the year is going by soooooo fast 
blink and you'll miss is 
marching band is over 
i didn't think that i would cry ............ but i did
mads. is up and running with siccors ...... go figure............ 
i am in the lesbien couple no since in being made about it ..................... i knew it was going to happen 
and the play .........
what to say about the play
last night for the first time it all really came to gether 
like it was good 
i got props from schroder 
me ..................... ?
so basicly we can eather kick ass tonight 
or fuck it all up
but isn't that how it alwas is?
the intire female (and some male ) cast have come to the conclusion that mike wenzel is the creepiest  preson on the planet 
i really hope it goes well 
im retaking the ACT tomarrow gaaaaaaaaaa
i know i'll never get higher that what i got 
the over all worst part of this year is ................................ as antisapated ..........
the lonelyness 
there's no one here any more
no one hangs out any more
i try but 
nothing happens
it's so boring
the only persome that i see on weekends is dustin
wich of corse is amasing and i love spending time with him 
i'd just be nice to have a group again
i miss the group 
we had so much fun together
even if there was some drama here and there the drama at lest made it some thing
im beging for some thing 
any thing!!!
if not just to liven up this year
but some thing good to come out of this year is that the senior class has gotten much closer
it's pretty nice
and very clam
wich is nice
welp T minus 40 minutes till call time 
i guess i should get ready

wish us good things

man im dreding that 2 page monologue

and so a great sad calm desense on thebes, and upon the empty palace where creon can now begain to wait for his own death

so there's no one left really, no one but the gards and they dont give a damn eather way, no skin of there nosies, they just go on playing cards

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