The Fowman and the Carmer

Mar 20, 2005 19:58

Post-musical depression is setting in. It's weird how this happens every show. I feel like I shouldn't be sad because I'm not a senior, but I am. I'm going to miss everyone so much, especially the people who won't be back. It's such a reminder of how transient everything is. What am I going to do with my time? Wooooooo.

Next year we are doing The Music Man. Yay, I had hoped never to hear 76 Trombones ever again in my life. It brings back the suckiness of eighth grade but I know that the high school is so much better and that I'll definately have fun.

I'm so happy that I'm so predectible to myself because I knew that I would not be able to write my speech tonight so I did it yesterday morning.

Tomorrow my mom and I are going to Michael's/AC Moore/Whatever the closest craftstore is because I need to get stuff to build a model, a bag, and some scrapbook stuff. Sooo excited. I don't really have anything else to look forward to, it's strange. A few months ago I had a list of 5 big things to be excited for, I actually think I wrote it in here, and now they're all over with. I don't like it. Not at all. Bah.

I need to shower. Yes I do.

Musical pictures will be posted soon. Hopefully, it's a pain to upload them to photobucket.

Kelly

I need to make lists, lots of them. That's what I will do with my time, I decided. I need to make a list of things that make me happy and a list of things that are confusing to me right now.
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