Well, I'm the head nun in Robin Hood, as well as a stage manager type person, as well as a props type person. I'm also doing some sort of musical-singing-thing. Gotta love the damn specifics. xp
I signed up for an Air Miles card today, and printed off a temporary one. It's sweet. xd I'll be getting one in the mail in less than a month, so they say.
I really have to stop screwing around with my face. It'll only leave scars.
It was so nice to have the net back yesterday; I'd been without it for a weekend. That does things to my psyche.
I'm finding that the internet sometimes fills me with anxiety when I know there's other stuff I could/should be doing. I hate that there's something so deep in me that drives me to be perfect. It's a pain in the a**.
I think I might have seriously offended someone by accident today. Kyle and Sam and I were talking religion, and we said a lot of different things that we didn't all agree on, and then Sam was really mad during art when I snuck up on her, but apparently she was like that to everyone that period. I didn't think I'd said anything particularly against her denomination or anything. We were just spouting off theories and all the things people had done 'under the name of God' per se. We didn't say anyone was right or wrong. We also talked a lot about Buddha and things. It was interesting since Kyle's Catholic, I'm United and Sam is...Alliance Protestant? I'm not sure exactly what her denomination is. Anyhow, she won't stay mad forever. I have to stop taking it so personally when people are mad. People just have bad days. I don't need to apologize for things I didn't do.
I'm going to Cabaret on Thursday; my outfit's picked out in advance. I do that a lot so I'm not going crazy on the night of. I'm going to try and self-crimp my hair by doing braids tomorrow.
I really need to work on the baritone part of Sh-Boom and Jingle Bell Rock. Actually, I need to LEARN the bari part of Sh-Boom, because I haven't, and none of the other baritones know it either. I'm one of the few people keeping that section up.
I also heard my choir director take one girl to the side and tell her she was going to kick her out if she didn't...etc. I didn't hear the rest because I realized it wasn't my place to hear and moved away. I don't really care for the girl all the time, but I'm not really sure why the director was saying that.
 Renee the Rabid Squirrel · Wed Nov 16, 2005 @ 01:07am · 0 Comments |
