I am doubtful about the temperment of your flamingo
I had too much fun yesterday. Making a fool of myself never gets old. The play wasnt the best show we had on Sunday but it was still a blast to preform as always. The "cast" party was really fun too. Dancing around like a moron and trying to make the boys uncomfortable was way too much of a ball. I still think i should have tryed to give "you know who" a lap dance (it might have really broadened his horizons) but i was seriously afraid of being mortally wounded. He is a little guy but you never know what a bucket full of testosterone will do to a lil fella like him. Anyway my pants are awsome and i have a feeling i will never let them go.
I am sooo tired today though. It wasnt my plan to skip first and second period but it just sorta happened. What with finishing the Secret Sharer and dozing in between sentences the time kinda got ahead of me. I am little worried about my grades this semester. It suddenly occured to me that there is a big chance mort will get evil and fail me for drama. But there is also just as equal a chance that he wont.
I am kinda sad i wont make it to Senior Dinner Dance. I mean there is only one and i guess i will never get to go but the play really is more important in the long run. I cant help being really sad. I couldnt beleive myself when i almost started to cry when we were all holding hands on stage. I dunno why but i cant imagine people leaving and new people coming in. I dont want it to happen. Its my last semester at IF and i just want things to stay the same just until i leave. Cant you all wait? And bring the old people back as well. Anyway maybe thats why the energy was off, we all suddenly realized that things are are going to change pretty soon and we were having such a good time.
There is so much more i am dying to say. But i dont know how to say it. This weekend felt like a lifetime.