Oct 06, 2005 21:25
Well, I have officially joined the ranks of the 16 year olds. And the ranks of cell phone possessing people. And car key possessing people (not for my own car, just keys for the cars we already have). And blue opal necklace possessing people. In other words: pretty sweet haul.
I also enjoyed the fact that yeterday everyone was so nice to me. It's good having a birthday. And thanks to everyone who just wished me a happy birthday. That's always nice to hear. : )
So, Shakespeare club sounds like it's going to be a lot of fun this year. I AM DA EVIL ONE, ANTONIO. Huzzah! Apparenly I do evil really well. And Heather = Prospero. That's so hardcore. Sorry Becca, Heather has taken over your old man position. And Ariel's part (the mishchievious sprite) has been cut in two, the good half, and the bad half. Emma's the bad half, and this freshman girl who I'm sure none of you know is the good half. I'm not sure how I feel about this, but we'll see how this turns out. The one thing I'm definately not happy with is the number of directors. THERE ARE 10 FRICKIN' DIRECTORS. So basically, all my friends from Shakespeare club are going to be bossing me around and I do not like that prospect. That and there will be butting heads on directorial decisions which is also not a good thing. They shoulda stuck with 5, one per act. I'm sorry, but that's just rediculous.
Now that I think about it, that makes me really mad. Or maybe that's just the hormones talking.
The forecast for tomorrow = rain, rain, and more rain. And those in marching band know when there is rain, there is MUD CAT MODE. WOOT. That means no uniforms for the game tomorrow night. We march in regular clothes. I hope that doesn't kill our chances for beating River Hill. The rain, that is. WE MUST WIN. We don't need to give them more reason for bragging.
P.S. My cell number is (443)-472-6425. : )
P.P.S. I cannot believe how dull The Scarlet Letter is. And I'm only 13 pages into the intro. -_-
P.P.P.S. I should be reading that right now. But I'm not. The procrastination is rearing its ugly head! But I can't help it! The book is just. So. DULL.
P.P.P.P.S. POPS CONCERT ON OCTOBER 11TH. Ask me if you want to come. WHICH I KNOW YOU ALL DO.