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[_heather_v]

My life has taken a definite turn for...well, the strange. Not that I didn't enjoy my night with Stefan and Jordan (there are no words!) but I certainly could have done without the pre-party tripping and falling at Willy's. So many bruises the next day, and, as suspected, the dress was unsalvageable. The combination of red wine, fruit juice, coke

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I look around. There's a young man, standing there, asking me about...Drama? I have no clue whether I'll even be here next year, but...my he is good looking. I kind of wish he'd tried out this year.

"Well, we always do need good talent in Drama," I say. "And...I'm not sure what my schedule will be next year." That sounds professional. I'm really not sure if I'll be here at all, at this point. With all the fuss over the play going bad, they may not ask me back. And I'm not sure I want to come back, teaching is...well, quite possibly beyond my abilities.

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I look at my watch. I have a minute or two before I need to get to my next class. "If it doesn't take too long," I say. "Drama isn't a class per se; it's extra-curricular, you don't get credit for it. Though we do workshops and things. And it's always a nice addition to your resume or college application."