Ooooooooo.
I hate my English summer course. Oooooo. It's through the Independent (which is a very oddly repetitive-looking word) Learning program, so I just meet with a teacher twice a week for 10 mins and do my work on my own. Sounds cool, but nearly twice a week I owe HUGE assignments. Eeew. Like by Wednesday I owe 2 questions answered with 2 paragraphs each, a 1 page narrative, and a 2-3 page essay. BLAH!!! I just want to do it all quickly and have the class end early.
I go to Texas at the end of the month!!! First "vacation" ever!!! It'll be effing sweet. I have plans, big plans. Dallas shall be conquered.
Other than that things are going well. I'm in the opera chorus for Tosca, and they're having me audition for an actual role, the Shepherd Boy (pants role, how cool). Of course I'm up against 2 good friends so that's great. But such is life.
I want more night-time thunderstorms. I love them.
I go to Texas at the end of the month!!! First "vacation" ever!!! It'll be effing sweet. I have plans, big plans. Dallas shall be conquered.
Other than that things are going well. I'm in the opera chorus for Tosca, and they're having me audition for an actual role, the Shepherd Boy (pants role, how cool). Of course I'm up against 2 good friends so that's great. But such is life.
I want more night-time thunderstorms. I love them.