Today I spent several minutes pushing on Beale's head, thinking that he was a pile of coats. (I was trying to make room for Stephanie. And this is after she sat on him -- also without realizing it.)
Whoops. Sorry, Beale!

Advice for underclassmen:
when applications become too much, belt "I Will Survive" with Aretha Franklin. It seriously helps.

Applications are such poo. I wish some of the essay questions were a little more interesting...and some a little less so...

In response to Anna's question: Mr. Gilbert was threatening to cut me out of one of my three scenes because I didn't realize I was in scene 2a and, therefore, did not show up in the Morse for rehearsal on Monday. And he thought I was deliberately cutting to go to the senior-faculty volleyball game ( Read more... )

Mr. Gilbert didn't hurt me! whew. (!!!!!)
my question is:
will he let me keep my lines in 2a?

OH my goodness, between volleyball and the Wonder of the World reunion, I think the awfulness of this past week has been forgotten. I love the cast. I'm never going to move on from that whole experience. Why can't the class of 2005 come back more often ( Read more... )

I can see a barge on the Hudson River. It's facing my apartment lengthwise. There are two bright lights at the far end, and they're making a triangular pool of light on the water.
The barge looks like an alligator.

First day of school was pretty good! looking at my schedule gives me such joy. I'm excited about almost every class I'm taking. how thrilling ( Read more... )

howdy all ( Read more... )

First day of work was today ( Read more... )

Woohoo! College board finally gave me my score and I don't have to re-take the SAT's! yes! This is such a huge relief ( Read more... )