My days have now become a mixture. Early in the day, it gets really, really bad and later in the day, I get so happy.
Rehearsals have been fun lately. Last Tuesday was the CAS Assembly so we just stayed around to wait for the rehearsals. Godece and Sordy were there with us, too! So we ate baked mac and found chinese garters and felt the sudden urge to be kids again. We bought some and then excitedly planned to play on the rooftop! It was sooo much fun! Half of us barely made it though. Haha. Apparently, our reflexes aren't as good as it used to be when we were much younger. After we played chinese, we sat for a while and decided to jog around and then play the three-legged race. AAAAHH!! I can't remember the last time I laughed sooo hard! So after that, there was stil some energy left so we played Marco Polo. Poor Sordy, had to be groped! Haha. Then we also commemorated our CAT days and formed our CAT formation under our commandant Hannah. Heeehee.
Whew. I was dripping from sweat like crazy after that! It was time to rehearse already so we rested. It would have been a good day absolutely had Patette been happy, too. But she wasn't. She was crying all over the place and just looking at her breaks my heart. She's upset over their dance but I didn't she had to be upset about it. She performed really well. So did the rest of her groupmates. SO before Patette came, I volunteered to be Eliza and realized that being lead IS really a difficult job. But I enjoyed it and they seem to have enjoyed my performance, too because we were all laughing.
Wednesday morning. I cried like shit. I was sooo angry I could have killed someone if I had the means to. First, I woke up late to write my essay so I finished late. As a result, I barely had time to take a bath and get dressed. I got out of the room, 5 minutes before the start of first period. I hurriedly went out to find a computer cafe to print the paper. Unfortunately, I had to walk quite a distance to find something open and unfortunately, 2 nursing students were lined up before me, printing and photocopying 5 pages of papers and arguing with the counter lady that it was supposed to be printed in long bond paper. I was already pissed so I imposed myself and had my essay printed first. So I was already LATE. When I was about to enter, the fucking guards stopped me. WHY?! Because I was wearing a pedal that was long enough to be a capri!!! I was already pissed because I had worn it a dozen times and had never been held off before. I told them I was late for my midterms but they would not listen and told me to enter through the center gate. I felt shouting but I knew there was nothing I could do. I went out and saw that the middle gate was fucking far so I decided to go home and change instead. When I entered again, I was already on the verge of crying because I was almost 30 minutes late already. They stopped me again to glance at my ID and I instinctively said "pisti" so they let me in. I took the exams with a heavy heart and when we got the cafeteria, I burst out and cried.
Thank God for friends, though I was able to smile again. The rest of the went pretty well after that. Rehearsals got us all laughing like crazy! Both the Elizas were absent so I again filled in for them. Lori was out somewhere else so Ken was the one who filled in for her. We just laughed so hard I felt my ovaries were coming off! Also, Patette told me really wonderful stories which really inspired me and made me happy. So all in all, I was happy yesterday. I hope to be happy today, too. So long.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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