I'm confrazzled.
And a little worried about packing/checking out/getting to the airport on time.
It's crazy. I don't want to leave. I really don't want to finish packing because I have somehow acquired more stuff than I ever meant too and my suitcase was full to bursting when I left. So I'm mailing myself stuff tomorrow.
But I want to go home. I can't wait to step out of SJ airport and feel the lovely COOL air of nighttime. That just doesn't happen hear. It's hot and humid 24/7.
But I don't want to not be living with Chelsea and Sarah and Shaun anymore and not be seeing Abigail and SharOn and Alex and Abby every day. Chelsea's party on Tuesday was awesome. We bought her condoms and she is probably the most innocent girl ever. ("Chelsea, you can't be turning 18! You're only 5!") It was Hlarious. (On a sidenote, I actually accompanied the buying of the condoms. I was very immature and was giggling the whole time. Abigail was the one who paid for them and let it be known that she is undoubtedly exasperated with my childishness. It's funny to buy condoms.)
But I miss everyone and my cats and Kelly and Ori very much.
But when I go home I will really have no excuse for not doing my freaking homework. And I will have to begin the stupid college application/audition process.
But I'm a nerd and am looking forward to flying for the first time by myself on an airplane.
So things are confusing in Allison-land at the moment. Mind you, this is all academic, because I know that I am getting on the damn airplane at 5:30 tomorrow no matter how tempting it is to just get a job at Starbucks and rent an apartment in Rittenhouse Square. Because I think that's illegal as I am still 17.
Hey!!! On August 8th I can legally drive people anytime, anywhere! Huzzah!!
....
I need to pack
....
We had our mock auditions today. Mine went okay, I think. The problem was, I only just kind of figured out what I was going to do with the song um, last night, so I didn't exactly have time to put the ideas into practice. A few more months and it'll probably be okay for the actual auditions.
Alex and SharOn are stripping or something in front of the elevators. Alex jus fell down. Now they're both on the ground. Oh gods, it's confusing. Brian just made it onto the elevator with them. How strange.
Um. Yeah! Final performances tomorrow. I shall be climbing over rocky mountains, skipping rivulet and fountain, passing where the willows QUIver. Etc.
"Climbing over rocky mountain
Skipping rivulet and fountain
Passing where the willows QUI-ver
Passing where the willows quiver
By the ever-rolling river
Swollen with the summer rain
The summer rain
Threading long and leafy mazes
Dotted with unnumbered daisies
Dotted, dotted with unnumbered daisies
Scaling rough and rugged passes
Climb the hardy little lasses
Till the bright seashore they gain
Let us gaily tread the measure
Make the most of fleeting leisure
Hail it as a true ally
Though it perish by and by
(Hail it as a true ally though it perish by and by)
Every moment brings a treasure
Of it's own especial pleasure
Though the moments quickly die
Greet them gaily as they fly
Greet them ga-AI-ly as they fly
(Though the moments quickly die greet them gaily as the fly)
Far away from toil and care
Reveling in fresh sea air
Here we live and reign alone
In a world that's all our own
Here in this our rocky den
Far away from mortal men
We'll be queens and make decrees
They may honor them who please
(We'll be queens and make decrees, they may honor them who please)
Etc etc etc"
-"Climbing over rocky mountain" aka the prozac song, from Pirates of Penzance
It's crazy. I don't want to leave. I really don't want to finish packing because I have somehow acquired more stuff than I ever meant too and my suitcase was full to bursting when I left. So I'm mailing myself stuff tomorrow.
But I want to go home. I can't wait to step out of SJ airport and feel the lovely COOL air of nighttime. That just doesn't happen hear. It's hot and humid 24/7.
But I don't want to not be living with Chelsea and Sarah and Shaun anymore and not be seeing Abigail and SharOn and Alex and Abby every day. Chelsea's party on Tuesday was awesome. We bought her condoms and she is probably the most innocent girl ever. ("Chelsea, you can't be turning 18! You're only 5!") It was Hlarious. (On a sidenote, I actually accompanied the buying of the condoms. I was very immature and was giggling the whole time. Abigail was the one who paid for them and let it be known that she is undoubtedly exasperated with my childishness. It's funny to buy condoms.)
But I miss everyone and my cats and Kelly and Ori very much.
But when I go home I will really have no excuse for not doing my freaking homework. And I will have to begin the stupid college application/audition process.
But I'm a nerd and am looking forward to flying for the first time by myself on an airplane.
So things are confusing in Allison-land at the moment. Mind you, this is all academic, because I know that I am getting on the damn airplane at 5:30 tomorrow no matter how tempting it is to just get a job at Starbucks and rent an apartment in Rittenhouse Square. Because I think that's illegal as I am still 17.
Hey!!! On August 8th I can legally drive people anytime, anywhere! Huzzah!!
....
I need to pack
....
We had our mock auditions today. Mine went okay, I think. The problem was, I only just kind of figured out what I was going to do with the song um, last night, so I didn't exactly have time to put the ideas into practice. A few more months and it'll probably be okay for the actual auditions.
Alex and SharOn are stripping or something in front of the elevators. Alex jus fell down. Now they're both on the ground. Oh gods, it's confusing. Brian just made it onto the elevator with them. How strange.
Um. Yeah! Final performances tomorrow. I shall be climbing over rocky mountains, skipping rivulet and fountain, passing where the willows QUIver. Etc.
"Climbing over rocky mountain
Skipping rivulet and fountain
Passing where the willows QUI-ver
Passing where the willows quiver
By the ever-rolling river
Swollen with the summer rain
The summer rain
Threading long and leafy mazes
Dotted with unnumbered daisies
Dotted, dotted with unnumbered daisies
Scaling rough and rugged passes
Climb the hardy little lasses
Till the bright seashore they gain
Let us gaily tread the measure
Make the most of fleeting leisure
Hail it as a true ally
Though it perish by and by
(Hail it as a true ally though it perish by and by)
Every moment brings a treasure
Of it's own especial pleasure
Though the moments quickly die
Greet them gaily as they fly
Greet them ga-AI-ly as they fly
(Though the moments quickly die greet them gaily as the fly)
Far away from toil and care
Reveling in fresh sea air
Here we live and reign alone
In a world that's all our own
Here in this our rocky den
Far away from mortal men
We'll be queens and make decrees
They may honor them who please
(We'll be queens and make decrees, they may honor them who please)
Etc etc etc"
-"Climbing over rocky mountain" aka the prozac song, from Pirates of Penzance