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I was visiting Anne Sullivan's house and her crazy cat decided to take a liking to me. Her mother explained this was because my "girl meter" is high, meaning I am or must be very feminine. This got me to thinking. How feminine am I, really?
Dance rehearsal for the musical made me incredibly glad that I'm not in 4th Ave. or anything. Lord how I hate the learning process. I missed a lot of rehearsal, so I learned the dance by watching other people, only most people are doing it slightly different and I really don't know how it's supposed to go and I can't for the life of me remember all the little things people keep telling me to do like be bouncier. Yay for run-on sentences. I can't even remember which foot to start off on usually. I'm just trying to concentrate on moving with the general group.
In other news, a conversation I had a little while ago:
Person: Dude, Krista, I was trying some _____(don't remember what it was). Have you ever heard of this stuff?
Me: No, can't say I have.
Person: It's freaking awesome! Man, I was tripping so hard. Everything became all 2-D, like a cartoon. Actually, it was a cartoon. I was in Mickey Mouse's house and one of the characters from Winnie the Pooh and some other girl from some random cartoon was talking to me. They were like "Hey, calm down, you're shouting!" and I was like "Whoa, I'm being really loud, aren't I?" and they were like "Hey, watch out, somebody's coming" and I was "Oh shit" because I realized that I was still holding my pipe and tripping balls. I tried to run over to hide my pipe, but I ended up dumping it in the trash can while it was still lit and everything was all cartoon-like and I was stumbling around and couldn't move right.
Me: That sounds really frightening.
Person: It was freaking AWESOME! I took about three times what you're supposed to have though.
Me: You know...that might be kind of dangerous...I need to get to class.
Dance rehearsal for the musical made me incredibly glad that I'm not in 4th Ave. or anything. Lord how I hate the learning process. I missed a lot of rehearsal, so I learned the dance by watching other people, only most people are doing it slightly different and I really don't know how it's supposed to go and I can't for the life of me remember all the little things people keep telling me to do like be bouncier. Yay for run-on sentences. I can't even remember which foot to start off on usually. I'm just trying to concentrate on moving with the general group.
In other news, a conversation I had a little while ago:
Person: Dude, Krista, I was trying some _____(don't remember what it was). Have you ever heard of this stuff?
Me: No, can't say I have.
Person: It's freaking awesome! Man, I was tripping so hard. Everything became all 2-D, like a cartoon. Actually, it was a cartoon. I was in Mickey Mouse's house and one of the characters from Winnie the Pooh and some other girl from some random cartoon was talking to me. They were like "Hey, calm down, you're shouting!" and I was like "Whoa, I'm being really loud, aren't I?" and they were like "Hey, watch out, somebody's coming" and I was "Oh shit" because I realized that I was still holding my pipe and tripping balls. I tried to run over to hide my pipe, but I ended up dumping it in the trash can while it was still lit and everything was all cartoon-like and I was stumbling around and couldn't move right.
Me: That sounds really frightening.
Person: It was freaking AWESOME! I took about three times what you're supposed to have though.
Me: You know...that might be kind of dangerous...I need to get to class.