I've got a strange disease
I feel like I'm fighting for something, but I don't know what it is. Maybe it will come to me.
I think I'm going to get an A+ in Nonfiction Writing. Which is amazing and will totally compensate for all my other shit grades besides choir and hopefully my brain class. Linguistics gets a B unless I miraculously ace the final. Acting gets a B because it's Meredith. Playscript gets a B because... I don't know why. Just because.
I'm going to end up watching Phantom once a day everyday until I go home.
Conversation with my mother:
Mom: (crying in the car) Dani, that was wonderful. I'm so proud of you.
Me: Thanks, Mom.
Mom: You're doing so much with your life, and you've grown up so well. I'm so proud of the person you are becoming.
Me: (more awkwardly) Thanks.
Mom: And, you know, there are choices you're making now that you think I don't know about...
Me: Yeah?
Mom: And I don't even say anything about them because I think you know how to make your own decisions. But I just want you to know I know some things that you don't think I know.
Me: Mom, I know you know them.
Mom: Do you?
Me: Yes, I do. I'm not an idiot.
Mom: Well, okay. I love you. I'll see you in a week!
End conversation. I'm assuming we were both talking about being engaged, but we'll just let that lay low for a while. Oy. She's so strange. But she bought me Phantom, so I'm not complaining.
I'm flipping back and forth between having Elijah and Phantom in my head, and I just can't decide. I think I'll go home and watch random scenes til choir. Long freaking tech for new play festival tonight. 4:30 to 11:00. Yucky.
I think I'm going to get an A+ in Nonfiction Writing. Which is amazing and will totally compensate for all my other shit grades besides choir and hopefully my brain class. Linguistics gets a B unless I miraculously ace the final. Acting gets a B because it's Meredith. Playscript gets a B because... I don't know why. Just because.
I'm going to end up watching Phantom once a day everyday until I go home.
Conversation with my mother:
Mom: (crying in the car) Dani, that was wonderful. I'm so proud of you.
Me: Thanks, Mom.
Mom: You're doing so much with your life, and you've grown up so well. I'm so proud of the person you are becoming.
Me: (more awkwardly) Thanks.
Mom: And, you know, there are choices you're making now that you think I don't know about...
Me: Yeah?
Mom: And I don't even say anything about them because I think you know how to make your own decisions. But I just want you to know I know some things that you don't think I know.
Me: Mom, I know you know them.
Mom: Do you?
Me: Yes, I do. I'm not an idiot.
Mom: Well, okay. I love you. I'll see you in a week!
End conversation. I'm assuming we were both talking about being engaged, but we'll just let that lay low for a while. Oy. She's so strange. But she bought me Phantom, so I'm not complaining.
I'm flipping back and forth between having Elijah and Phantom in my head, and I just can't decide. I think I'll go home and watch random scenes til choir. Long freaking tech for new play festival tonight. 4:30 to 11:00. Yucky.