class plays
Well the seniors officially won the class plays. They did an excellent job and I'm positive that we came in a respectful second. Anyways here's a pic of me if you guys want to see it. There are others too. http://www.creativestudioinc.com/albums.cfm?folder=ALBUMS/Lunenburg_H_S/School_Season_04_05/Lun_Inter_class_Plays_05/Sophmores/Action&count=1&image=ALBUMS/Lunenburg_H_S/School_Season_04_05/Lun_Inter_class_Plays_05/Sophmores/Action/047.jpg
When I was painting Reece's stomach he was like "I'm getting my stomach painted by my favorite lady Christie (insert my last name here)" I was like yuck.. There were many other things he said that now I am going to need years of therapy. No, not really. Anyways, I watched someone almost as much as I watched the play. Actually I'm quite sure it was mutual. Maybe it's just my imagination but I'm really feeling good about what could *possibly* happen. He is such a sweetheart and I completely adore him. I don't thing he reads these however, which might cause me a little setback... "Yeah and she always stops food fights. She sure can catch a lot of food in that hair net of hers"..Anyways. I got almost no sleep. I took a shower when I got home at like 10:30. Then I ate dinner followed by me writing poetry. Go figure. I'm determined to finish that whole book all within February. I have been writing about two poems every night. Sometimes even five. It depends on my inspiration and how much time I have. I'm sure you could guess as to what my inspiration is. Ahhhh I have been feeling so happy. It's rather strange. I never feel this truly happy. There's always been something but now it doesn't even matter. OKay last night my dad was like "well now you know what it is like to act on a stage" and I was like "HELLO? I was in a play before" Wow. I'd rather he not have come. He was extemely impatient and rude. I love the fact that he pretends to care. Which he cannot succeed at even that. It doesn't bother me though because I was busy indulging myself with the very sight of someone. The only reason I keep them nameless is because I don't know what they would prefer. I'll stay on the safe side. it's not that I'm embarrassed or don't want you to know. It's the simple fact that I'm not sure if he would get angry or something if I did. Anyways.. to sum up everything.. I'm falling for someone.. I fell in the play.. seniors won.. we all looked like makeup whores.. My dad proved to be even more ignorant of my life than I thought he was.. and Jane didn't really get her gym shorts stolen. What a crazy night!
When I was painting Reece's stomach he was like "I'm getting my stomach painted by my favorite lady Christie (insert my last name here)" I was like yuck.. There were many other things he said that now I am going to need years of therapy. No, not really. Anyways, I watched someone almost as much as I watched the play. Actually I'm quite sure it was mutual. Maybe it's just my imagination but I'm really feeling good about what could *possibly* happen. He is such a sweetheart and I completely adore him. I don't thing he reads these however, which might cause me a little setback... "Yeah and she always stops food fights. She sure can catch a lot of food in that hair net of hers"..Anyways. I got almost no sleep. I took a shower when I got home at like 10:30. Then I ate dinner followed by me writing poetry. Go figure. I'm determined to finish that whole book all within February. I have been writing about two poems every night. Sometimes even five. It depends on my inspiration and how much time I have. I'm sure you could guess as to what my inspiration is. Ahhhh I have been feeling so happy. It's rather strange. I never feel this truly happy. There's always been something but now it doesn't even matter. OKay last night my dad was like "well now you know what it is like to act on a stage" and I was like "HELLO? I was in a play before" Wow. I'd rather he not have come. He was extemely impatient and rude. I love the fact that he pretends to care. Which he cannot succeed at even that. It doesn't bother me though because I was busy indulging myself with the very sight of someone. The only reason I keep them nameless is because I don't know what they would prefer. I'll stay on the safe side. it's not that I'm embarrassed or don't want you to know. It's the simple fact that I'm not sure if he would get angry or something if I did. Anyways.. to sum up everything.. I'm falling for someone.. I fell in the play.. seniors won.. we all looked like makeup whores.. My dad proved to be even more ignorant of my life than I thought he was.. and Jane didn't really get her gym shorts stolen. What a crazy night!