Someday I'll look back on every day I took seriously in high school and laugh.

Nov 26, 2004 01:51

Wow. It's been a really really long time since last I updated. I won't say what inspired me to update now *AHEM* michelle...
I used to think to myself and tell everybody that after I did Inspecting Carol I would go back to golfing. It turns out now that that is impossible. I love theater far too much.
We started rehearsing in early september, and I can safely say there wasn't a ten minute period when I was physically at rehearsal and not having fun. I love all of the theater kids...or most of them anyway, we have such filthy minds.
The play ended up being a huge success. We sold out on Saturday night and everybody thought we were hilarious. I was so happy that my brother came from LA to see me in the play and he loved it. I can't say anyone's opinion means more to me than his, so I'll call it a success.
I am surprised to hear myself say I had fun constantly because part of the time I was being neurotic about some girl in theater who I liked. At first I look at that affection as a lot of wasted time, but it really was fun just flirting and I don't feel that heart broken about not ever dating her. Life goes on, I'll try not to tear myself up about something so trivial again.
So now the play is over and I feel like there's this hole in my life where I have tons of extra time that I don't know what to do with. I freaking slept like 3 hours on tuesday after school for no reason. I just got home and felt tired, then I woke up and felt tired again. How crazy.
I fer sure have to get into another play as soon as possible. I just hope I get to be with another incredible cast like that of inspecting carol. What amazes me so much is that the cast was so open and kind, even when I was being sort of a dick about this girl. I made a bunch of friends and that's most important about the whole thing. Theater kids pwn, they just... pwn. It's also a great way to meet girls...ideally.
My brother's so awesome. We went to this jean store and got us some jeans (courtesy of our mom). I can't help but wonder if the store people think we're a gay couple or something. We pick out clothes for each other and then we're like "ok lemme see the waist...OOH that looks AWESOME!" "Turn arond, let's see that ass!" Ok maybe we're not THAT gay, but shit, that would be funny. "How long have you two been together?" "We're brothers, asshead!" I want a reason to wear my freaking awesome jeans now...
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