*Insert witty title mocking the fact that I haven't updated in forever here*
Come to my condo in St. Augustine tomorrow or Wednesday evening or Thursday during the day. Call me on my cell for directions 868-2250.
Come...even if you live in say, Orlando or Tampa...I am quite lonely.
This week I am commuting back to St. Augustine in the evening and working in the afternoon with the exception of Thursday, which is a beach day. That evening I am seeing Gypsy. Friday I am leaving for FSU and chillin with my boy Benjie. Sunday I begin the FSU Honors Vocal Solo Camp. I get back that Sat, the 2nd and immediately leave for Washington DC for family. I am getting back just in time for the drama camp, and hopefully will see a lot of people there. After that, it's part time work and a couple weeks to get my extended essay/summer reading done. But give me a ring anytime. I'd love to hear from you.
Summer should be relaxing...but alas, it is not...at all. I have been working a lot. Being a secretary is very interesting. I can somehow see why secretaries sometimes turn into whores. The job is just stressful. For some reason, people think that I, the secretary, have the power to just disregard their bill because they think it is "unreasonable." Cursing to me isn't going to do anything. OH well, people are dumb.
My music for FSU is really hard. I have never heard it with accompainiment before today, and it is the hardest piece for a pianist I have ever seen. But it will be impressive for college auditions next year, even though I'm only minoring in Music.
Next year looks promising for drama. Mrs. McCall and I have already had initial meetings about next year. And everyone will love Miss Spence, the new teacher, so no worries there.
God, I am soo boring. On a comic note, I did run into a glass door in front of Kelly and Casey...that was good.
I got to go to a Haitian Baptist Church...that was AWESOME. They only spoke in creole, but they translated for me. But, I did pick up on some of it, which was cool. I got to sing spirituals with them and basically venture where no white man had ventured before. Seriously...besides Carly's brother, I was the first white man to attend a church service there. Carly and I kinda stood out, but it was great.
I wish all of you more eventful and happier summers than me. Stay cool.
~ROB