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so yeah....football game was okay, washie wooped the other team like whoa coz they had their awesome pep band.
Then yesterday was Chris' party mucho fun even though I had to leave at 11 so didnt get to finish watching the movie.
And today, I REALLY need to find a monologue and can we use movie ones and is Tuesday the only audition date????
Gretchen: (in her English class essay, after being humiliated by Regina)
Why should Caesar get to stomp around like a giant while the rest of us try not
to get smushed under his big feet? What's so great about Caesar? Hm? Brutus is
just as cute as Caesar. 'K, Brutus is just as smart as Caesar. People totally
like Brutus just as much as they like Caesar. And when did it become okay for
one person to be the boss of everybody, huh? Because that's not what Rome is
about. We should totally just stab Caesar!
You know, once Colin and I did something we thought would really be funny. He hid out front,
while I ran to tell my mom he'd been hurt, you know, hit by a car or something really bad
like that. And when she came running, he was supposed to jump out and surprise her, and
we'd all fall out and have this great laugh. I don't even remember how we came up with it,
but, sure enough ,you know, I start yelling, and my mom comes running out of the house, and
she's like 'what's wrong?' and when I told her, I mean... the look on her face. I mean, even
when Colin popped up to show it was just a joke, she just couldn't stop crying. She just
held him close. I was just a baby, I didn't get it then, but I get it now. Colin's dead.
And no matter how hard I cry, he's not just gonna pop up, and show me it was just a joke.
Most people think I'm weird because I volunteer down at the local homeless shelter.
Well, It's just that one day, I was walking around feeling really sorry for myself.
I walked by this wooded area that was really, really littered. Suddenly, this guy
sits up from beneath all these cardboard boxes. I'd never seen anybody so dirty.
Beard down to here. Hair down to here. It was his eyes though. When I looked
into them, it was like the whole of existence just disappeared...except for his
eyes. I just took off running as fast as I could. Finally, something made me
stop. I couldn't just do nothing. So, I bought him a pepperoni pizza, went
back and just plopped it there in front of him. He said "Thanks, sister",
and smiled. I said "you're welcome", and really meant it. Then I walked home.
Up to that point, my whole life was a sham. I finally saw myself for the
first time...me. So, that's why I work at the shelter. There, I feel real.
Then yesterday was Chris' party mucho fun even though I had to leave at 11 so didnt get to finish watching the movie.
And today, I REALLY need to find a monologue and can we use movie ones and is Tuesday the only audition date????
Gretchen: (in her English class essay, after being humiliated by Regina)
Why should Caesar get to stomp around like a giant while the rest of us try not
to get smushed under his big feet? What's so great about Caesar? Hm? Brutus is
just as cute as Caesar. 'K, Brutus is just as smart as Caesar. People totally
like Brutus just as much as they like Caesar. And when did it become okay for
one person to be the boss of everybody, huh? Because that's not what Rome is
about. We should totally just stab Caesar!
You know, once Colin and I did something we thought would really be funny. He hid out front,
while I ran to tell my mom he'd been hurt, you know, hit by a car or something really bad
like that. And when she came running, he was supposed to jump out and surprise her, and
we'd all fall out and have this great laugh. I don't even remember how we came up with it,
but, sure enough ,you know, I start yelling, and my mom comes running out of the house, and
she's like 'what's wrong?' and when I told her, I mean... the look on her face. I mean, even
when Colin popped up to show it was just a joke, she just couldn't stop crying. She just
held him close. I was just a baby, I didn't get it then, but I get it now. Colin's dead.
And no matter how hard I cry, he's not just gonna pop up, and show me it was just a joke.
Most people think I'm weird because I volunteer down at the local homeless shelter.
Well, It's just that one day, I was walking around feeling really sorry for myself.
I walked by this wooded area that was really, really littered. Suddenly, this guy
sits up from beneath all these cardboard boxes. I'd never seen anybody so dirty.
Beard down to here. Hair down to here. It was his eyes though. When I looked
into them, it was like the whole of existence just disappeared...except for his
eyes. I just took off running as fast as I could. Finally, something made me
stop. I couldn't just do nothing. So, I bought him a pepperoni pizza, went
back and just plopped it there in front of him. He said "Thanks, sister",
and smiled. I said "you're welcome", and really meant it. Then I walked home.
Up to that point, my whole life was a sham. I finally saw myself for the
first time...me. So, that's why I work at the shelter. There, I feel real.