Well, I've been seventeen for a couple days and I find it rather suits me much better than being 16 did.

Back to school, play's over, break is over - back to work. Driver's Ed every Tuesday, Choir and Youth Group every wednesday, driving lessons every Thursday. Bleh.

Oh, god, Driver's ed. Alright, I already knew it was going to be the most ridiculous ( Read more... )

Opening night finished.

Can't type.

Too tired. (Too much in pain.)

(But apparently the lobby display was gorgeous [all me + slave labor] and my song kicked ass, soooo, yeah.)

:D

x_x

(Oh, and the spanish play was awesome too. Yay for the city.)

Shower.

Sleep.

Quick update on my life.

The show used to suck.

It sucks less now. (Plus I can spin plates and balance them on my chin. BOOYAH.)

I'm happy, but so stressed that when I tried to make cupcakes tonight (for fucking PI DAY MY FUCKING PRE-CALC CLASS DEMANDED I MAKE CUPCAKES WTF) that when i forgot the eggs, essentially ruining the batter, I cried.

Now, I ( Read more... )

If I were to write a post about the musical my school is putting on and how I feel about the adults involved, it would go something like this ( Read more... )

I read a boss Iago in English class today. Truly epic ( Read more... )

Okay, thoroughly fed up with the shit teachers pull. Yes, I understand you are not happy that I took a few days off from school to go visit a sick aunt. Yes, I understand there is only so far you can plan ahead for assignments.

But if you expect me to be ready for a test, I expect you to have informed me of its existence beforehand. If you expect me ( Read more... )