GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I hate banquet, roasts, incompetence, standardized tests, tests in general, school, college, graduation, telephones, wasted time, moving, College Station, screaming, complaining, arrogance, stupidity, laziness, people who have nothing to do, irresponsibility, insomnia, food, flowers, glass, cloth, shiny ( Read more... )

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Insanity of Mary Girard advanced to area along with Temple's production of Ruthless. Area is Wednesday. It's 2am. We were all awake together in small confined spaces for 20 hours. Not to mention the whole spending 8 hours together at school, three hours at rehearsal, three or four hours at Jerry's, and the rest of the night at Ashlyn's until we had ( Read more... )

I'm sick. Again. GAH!!!! Workshops tomorrow and Saturday + Rehearsals Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. It is the ultimate in lame.

I have officially been aged to 14 by Tim because I no longer have braces. Squee:)

The expression "sick as a dog" has been changed to "sick as a Wench."

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Dance. And run around naked. If everyone danced and was naked all the time, they would worry much less after a while....because come on:

"Ugh! My grades suck this semester!"

"Hehe."

"What?"

"We're naked!"

"..."

"Wanna dance?"

"..."

*big smile*

"Okay."

*dance*

When your friend thinks he has run over you after you stuck your foot in the car, he started it, and you fell out into a straddle on the road.

However, I must admit: If I'm going to rip a pair of hose, it's so much better if there's blood around the hole.

(I'm fine, obviously. It was just a hilarious situation. Had to share.)

Play DDR. And develop mad skillz. Or at least skills good enough to not humiliate yourself if you have to play in public. I have not yet graduated to the "skillz" catergory. But I will get there one day! Give me another week off of school!