Burning bridges...so misleading.
Let me just say: Today I love life, at least at this moment. Sure, I'm sick, but within a half hour my mom will be coming home and I can sit around and watch tv with her and as underestimated as that is, it's wonderful to me.
What do I have to do this week?
Tomorrow:
-Hand in one act play. I finished it haha screw you Campagna!
-Lesson at 6. Is it going to suck? Yeah, it really is. Why? Cause I'm sick as hell and to be honest, can't play all that well. And I mean it.
Wednesday: Ummm...
-I have a health paper due on Chris Farley and I really should do it tonight but I'm gonna put it off until tomorrow night. 3 pages on Chris Farley? That is going to be the joy of my life. Until of course, I get to the part where he died of a cocaine and morphine overdose.
Thursday:
NOTHING...probably something I don't realize yet. Oh yes, practice for Solo Fest. A lot.
Friday: Oh shit my health notebook is due I have to look up like a billion articles about horrible things that happen to people. I better find time for that...sometime...
-Yeah that and Solo Fest at 4:00. They give me 15 minutes to wow them and they give me a score out of 100. It's probably going to suck, because well, I'm sick.
Wouldn't I just love to stay home and get well one of these days? Yes, I really would. I'd feel guilty though, I'm not gonna lie to you. I skipped out on the Thursday before break and somehow now I feel bad about it because...well...there really is no reason but yet it haunts me today.
Then this weekend I'm filming my tush off. (Yeah, I used the word tush, and you know you loved it) I haven't really gotten around to that whole 'film project' thing. I'm sure I'll finish my filming in a whopping two days and be editing at such hours as midnight every night next week to get it handed in before Hellish Hardy gets back. Hope he didn't drown in the Tsunami or anything in Figi...or Thailand...wherever the hell he is.
FILM STUDY IS AWESOME. Why? Hardy's not here for two FULL weeks. We are watching one of the best movies ever made Rebel Without A Cause. James Dean. 1955. I love it. No more Hardy skipping half of the movie and telling us what happened in the parts he didn't show us, and no more Hardy telling us things that are indeed important, but lets be honest, I just wanna watch the damn movie and make my own opinions about it.
I like Mikey Linder and really don't know what to do about it. I bet he doesn't even remember me from last year. Cassidy says I just have to be confident, and outgoing. And yeah I am like that every other day of my life, except when I get around someone like Mikey. He is like...Josh Couture in Rochester. Fortunately, minus the asshole comments and shitty things he does. Mikey is really nice...I enjoy being around him. I found out since last year that he goes to Webster and is on the hockey team -- he also dresses quite similarly to a certain Wisconsin native I know. He has a really nice cottage - so I've heard. He's throwing a big party this weekend and I hope I can at least stop by and see him. Hmmm. Oh well. We'll see. It's obviously not on my list of priorities at the moment.
What do I have to do this week?
Tomorrow:
-Hand in one act play. I finished it haha screw you Campagna!
-Lesson at 6. Is it going to suck? Yeah, it really is. Why? Cause I'm sick as hell and to be honest, can't play all that well. And I mean it.
Wednesday: Ummm...
-I have a health paper due on Chris Farley and I really should do it tonight but I'm gonna put it off until tomorrow night. 3 pages on Chris Farley? That is going to be the joy of my life. Until of course, I get to the part where he died of a cocaine and morphine overdose.
Thursday:
NOTHING...probably something I don't realize yet. Oh yes, practice for Solo Fest. A lot.
Friday: Oh shit my health notebook is due I have to look up like a billion articles about horrible things that happen to people. I better find time for that...sometime...
-Yeah that and Solo Fest at 4:00. They give me 15 minutes to wow them and they give me a score out of 100. It's probably going to suck, because well, I'm sick.
Wouldn't I just love to stay home and get well one of these days? Yes, I really would. I'd feel guilty though, I'm not gonna lie to you. I skipped out on the Thursday before break and somehow now I feel bad about it because...well...there really is no reason but yet it haunts me today.
Then this weekend I'm filming my tush off. (Yeah, I used the word tush, and you know you loved it) I haven't really gotten around to that whole 'film project' thing. I'm sure I'll finish my filming in a whopping two days and be editing at such hours as midnight every night next week to get it handed in before Hellish Hardy gets back. Hope he didn't drown in the Tsunami or anything in Figi...or Thailand...wherever the hell he is.
FILM STUDY IS AWESOME. Why? Hardy's not here for two FULL weeks. We are watching one of the best movies ever made Rebel Without A Cause. James Dean. 1955. I love it. No more Hardy skipping half of the movie and telling us what happened in the parts he didn't show us, and no more Hardy telling us things that are indeed important, but lets be honest, I just wanna watch the damn movie and make my own opinions about it.
I like Mikey Linder and really don't know what to do about it. I bet he doesn't even remember me from last year. Cassidy says I just have to be confident, and outgoing. And yeah I am like that every other day of my life, except when I get around someone like Mikey. He is like...Josh Couture in Rochester. Fortunately, minus the asshole comments and shitty things he does. Mikey is really nice...I enjoy being around him. I found out since last year that he goes to Webster and is on the hockey team -- he also dresses quite similarly to a certain Wisconsin native I know. He has a really nice cottage - so I've heard. He's throwing a big party this weekend and I hope I can at least stop by and see him. Hmmm. Oh well. We'll see. It's obviously not on my list of priorities at the moment.