GUN THREAT
Yesterday, there was a gun threat at the place where my Theatre Arts class was to be performing. And apparently these people were going to make good on the threat, since the police found guns.
Anyway, when I first heard the threat, I called Ashley and told her not to come to the play. I told her what was going on as well. She started freaking out, so I told her that I'd call her later to let her know that I was alright. Now, as you all know, I don't really give a shit what happens to me, but I don't want Ashley getting hurt, or worse, killed.
Well, we got pulled out of there. We're going to try again tomorrow morning at our high school. Hopefully nothing goes wrong tomorrow.
You know why the gun threat was made? There's a huge rivalry between the PRP(the French high school) and SSHS(the English high school). and the place where we were going to perform is attached to the PRP. God, this town is turning into one giant turf war. English vs. French, English vs. Natives(although this war seems to be dying down), and Natives vs. French.
Man, I never thought I'd see the day where I'd see a gun threat. Heh, our lives were actually in danger today. Some of my classmates were freaked out. Some were making jokes about it(They even admitted that if they didn't make jokes about it, they would become paranoid and go insane). Me? I was just focused on performing the damn thing. Once I ran the thought of me getting seriously hurt or dying through my head enough times, I started to not really care anymore. As long as Ashley doesn't get hurt. Same with everyone else. As long as no one else gets hurt.
And no, that doesn't mean I'm suicidal, or that I want to die. It's just that I place everyone else above my life, and I stopped caring about what happens to me a long time ago.
Well, like I said, we're going to try to perform the thing tomorrow. Hopefully nothing goes wrong.
Anyway, when I first heard the threat, I called Ashley and told her not to come to the play. I told her what was going on as well. She started freaking out, so I told her that I'd call her later to let her know that I was alright. Now, as you all know, I don't really give a shit what happens to me, but I don't want Ashley getting hurt, or worse, killed.
Well, we got pulled out of there. We're going to try again tomorrow morning at our high school. Hopefully nothing goes wrong tomorrow.
You know why the gun threat was made? There's a huge rivalry between the PRP(the French high school) and SSHS(the English high school). and the place where we were going to perform is attached to the PRP. God, this town is turning into one giant turf war. English vs. French, English vs. Natives(although this war seems to be dying down), and Natives vs. French.
Man, I never thought I'd see the day where I'd see a gun threat. Heh, our lives were actually in danger today. Some of my classmates were freaked out. Some were making jokes about it(They even admitted that if they didn't make jokes about it, they would become paranoid and go insane). Me? I was just focused on performing the damn thing. Once I ran the thought of me getting seriously hurt or dying through my head enough times, I started to not really care anymore. As long as Ashley doesn't get hurt. Same with everyone else. As long as no one else gets hurt.
And no, that doesn't mean I'm suicidal, or that I want to die. It's just that I place everyone else above my life, and I stopped caring about what happens to me a long time ago.
Well, like I said, we're going to try to perform the thing tomorrow. Hopefully nothing goes wrong.