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I adore the ridiculous girlish-ness of my cast. Today, we were supposed to rehearse from 8:30-11 but the 8 of us ended up gossiping about various Vassar hook-ups and guys that we're interested in. I'm glad that I'm branching out, meeting a whole new crop of people and forming potentially lasting friendships, or so I hope. I'm already worried about my social scene next year, it's going to be difficult to have some of my best friends away from me the whole year.
I like my character in the play because she gets to wear peasant tops, flowing skirts, gaudy jewelry and flowers in her hair.
No more settling. From now on, rapturous passion, attraction...or nothing. It's going to be a cold, satisfying Spring.
I like my character in the play because she gets to wear peasant tops, flowing skirts, gaudy jewelry and flowers in her hair.
No more settling. From now on, rapturous passion, attraction...or nothing. It's going to be a cold, satisfying Spring.