seventeen
And I look kind of hungover.
Last night was so much fun. The show was amazing, of course. I know Dani will do a big review but I'm not good at criticizing other people's performances, so I won't. I was having way too much fun. All I will say is that sometimes Glinda went too high and it made my heart sad. But I ADORED how hyperactive she was. I think Cait and I thought we were her, jumping around and kicking and whatnot. It was so me. For serious. It was good. A scary old woman kept glaring at me and Cait, and when we went to sit down after intermission, Cait sat down hard on the wooden armrest and said, "Oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit," and the middle aged man sitting next to her looked over and started laughing so hard. We sat down on this leather bench thing, all the way up against the wall. It was so far back I couldn't bend my legs down, so they just stuck straight out. And we called A before the show and he was all pissy like, "I'm at BAND CAMP," and then we called him at intermission and he didn't pick up so we left him a message about how he was probably home in bed with his mom like all the other band camp kids. It was funny at the time.
Then when I got home I sat down, got out some cookie dough, and watched The Breakfast Club (for the first time - it was on my list). And of course I adored Ally Sheedy's character, thought I was her, wanted to be her, et cetera. I think everyone who watches that movie is supposed to relate to someone and I think it was obvious for me (and for some of my frends I'm sure) that I would be The Basket Case.
Jayzona put a picture of us from January up on my MySpace in a Happy Birthday comment and I am kind of stricken by how much thinner my face is now. It's pretty cool.
I don't think I am doing anything at all today, so I will go on my grandma's treadmill and take a shower and try to just go from there.
Last night was so much fun. The show was amazing, of course. I know Dani will do a big review but I'm not good at criticizing other people's performances, so I won't. I was having way too much fun. All I will say is that sometimes Glinda went too high and it made my heart sad. But I ADORED how hyperactive she was. I think Cait and I thought we were her, jumping around and kicking and whatnot. It was so me. For serious. It was good. A scary old woman kept glaring at me and Cait, and when we went to sit down after intermission, Cait sat down hard on the wooden armrest and said, "Oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit," and the middle aged man sitting next to her looked over and started laughing so hard. We sat down on this leather bench thing, all the way up against the wall. It was so far back I couldn't bend my legs down, so they just stuck straight out. And we called A before the show and he was all pissy like, "I'm at BAND CAMP," and then we called him at intermission and he didn't pick up so we left him a message about how he was probably home in bed with his mom like all the other band camp kids. It was funny at the time.
Then when I got home I sat down, got out some cookie dough, and watched The Breakfast Club (for the first time - it was on my list). And of course I adored Ally Sheedy's character, thought I was her, wanted to be her, et cetera. I think everyone who watches that movie is supposed to relate to someone and I think it was obvious for me (and for some of my frends I'm sure) that I would be The Basket Case.
Jayzona put a picture of us from January up on my MySpace in a Happy Birthday comment and I am kind of stricken by how much thinner my face is now. It's pretty cool.
I don't think I am doing anything at all today, so I will go on my grandma's treadmill and take a shower and try to just go from there.