wearing: jeans and a redish shirt thing, and my grey really long wool sweater thing.
feeling: *is dying* there's some sort of small phlemy animal in my lungs. that thinks it wants out, but it really doesn't, it just wants to make me horribly ill.
listening: REM i have NO idea what song... it's off of eponymous... i know that much... *rummage*
should be: writing my extra credit paper for english (on rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead)... working on anything school related... *Sigh* i hate finals week, especially when i can't do my finals because of the grade school tour *sob*
thoughts: not only did i fail the hamlet test, i failed spectacularly. the worst i've EVER done on any test. counting chemistry tests. *Sigh*
i have cramps so incredibly bad... i can't sit still, i'm always like "*whistle whistle* OW! *falls off chair*" disregard the fact that i can't whistle.... i'm so tired. i should just go to sleep, tomorrow's a short day.... i hope i manage to get my photography stuff printed tomorrow so i can mount them on friday, because i have to present on friday. that reminds me... i have an ap english final on friday. maybe i'll be able to fail that too. boy, i can't wait.
my feet hurt so bad. ugh. *pause to listen to REM song*
oooh my god, rehearsal tonight. the freshemen.... kathleen LEFT... because hamm wasn't there. so, she's in LOTS of trouble both tomorrow and monday. hamm is going to kill some people before we go on tour. i was so sick at rehearsal the missy and paulina and ben made me sit out in the house and shout my lines towards the stage. i made them let me do the scene we're doing for the tour though, since i want to get the hang of it... yeah.
abi was awesome at rehearsal today, i think she's the only person who can effectivly yell at the freshmen. i would also like to say that jayne, amanda and kelly are NOT the problem... (i dunno if any of them read this.. but yeah) they are the most focused ensemble members... i hope they stick with theatre west so that it doesn't suck in the upcoming years.
i'm ranting to diana about david sedaris.
i'm going to go find some more cold medicine, fare thee well.
*megan*
feeling: *is dying* there's some sort of small phlemy animal in my lungs. that thinks it wants out, but it really doesn't, it just wants to make me horribly ill.
listening: REM i have NO idea what song... it's off of eponymous... i know that much... *rummage*
should be: writing my extra credit paper for english (on rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead)... working on anything school related... *Sigh* i hate finals week, especially when i can't do my finals because of the grade school tour *sob*
thoughts: not only did i fail the hamlet test, i failed spectacularly. the worst i've EVER done on any test. counting chemistry tests. *Sigh*
i have cramps so incredibly bad... i can't sit still, i'm always like "*whistle whistle* OW! *falls off chair*" disregard the fact that i can't whistle.... i'm so tired. i should just go to sleep, tomorrow's a short day.... i hope i manage to get my photography stuff printed tomorrow so i can mount them on friday, because i have to present on friday. that reminds me... i have an ap english final on friday. maybe i'll be able to fail that too. boy, i can't wait.
my feet hurt so bad. ugh. *pause to listen to REM song*
oooh my god, rehearsal tonight. the freshemen.... kathleen LEFT... because hamm wasn't there. so, she's in LOTS of trouble both tomorrow and monday. hamm is going to kill some people before we go on tour. i was so sick at rehearsal the missy and paulina and ben made me sit out in the house and shout my lines towards the stage. i made them let me do the scene we're doing for the tour though, since i want to get the hang of it... yeah.
abi was awesome at rehearsal today, i think she's the only person who can effectivly yell at the freshmen. i would also like to say that jayne, amanda and kelly are NOT the problem... (i dunno if any of them read this.. but yeah) they are the most focused ensemble members... i hope they stick with theatre west so that it doesn't suck in the upcoming years.
i'm ranting to diana about david sedaris.
i'm going to go find some more cold medicine, fare thee well.
*megan*
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