Aug 13, 2006 09:55
So, first real day of school is Monday, meaning I've got under 24 hours to do basically all of my summer reading, including biology. Why do I put things off until the last minute every year?
C'est la vie.
Then, I've got to get with Ms. Green and John Henry (whom I just remembered is my vice president for thespians; this should be awkward) to plan our meetings. Then I've got to talk to M. Lowe about our French Club idea (Brittany's and mine). THEN, Writer's Group is coming up on Mondays, so I'll have to get involved with that as well. And I don't even want to THINK about One-Act tryouts a week from tomorrow. . . actually, I do. I adore one-act, and I'm so excited to get back in the swing of practice. I've missed the stage.
So it would seem that, even if I did have a boyfriend, I'd be waaaaaay to busy to pay him any mind unless he did the exact same things that I do. Do any guys do all of that, plus work from 3-5? Not so, methinks.
Ah, well. It seems I'm back to lusting after celebrities, eh?
Anyways, must away to church so I can get back here and write stuff about Don Foster and Rodian Raskilnikov and ancient Greeks.
xox,
Lucie [still loves her drag!Cillian icon]