Situation Normal
Ok, so I lied. This week wasn't as busy as I thought. So sue me.
It also wasn't very funny, apparantly, because I have nothing to say in here. Which is very sad.
Another very sad thing is April Fool's Day. Absolutely nothing exciting happened. We made fruit salad in Spanish. Yippiee.
On the bright side the show is tomorrow, and we so totally rock hardcore, so it's going to be great. And anyone who says differently (PAT) can kiss my pale white ass.
And on another bright side, A Midsummer Night's Dream is beginning to rival Peter Pan for best huge cast Encore show in my high school career. And Paul is so cute as Lysander. And Josh is a fantastic Shakespearean actor. And we get to ride scooters. And Becky is just so generally wonderful because she is now in both Chaucer casts, and A Midsummer Night's Dream, and her head hasn't even exploded.
Uta Hagen is cool.
Anna, I miss you.
If anyone has a poem they'd like to submit to the Literary Club magazine, I or Kelli would be glad to take it.
And if anyone can find me/make me a Midsummer icon for my journal, that would be cool. I can't seem to find one.
Today I love acting.
Today I hate people who have one line and don't know it. (This is not in reference to anyone, just a general annoyance)
Oh, yes, and I'm writing a play. It's not really very good, but I like it.