| Hell Week |
[06 May 2006|11:57am] |
so i've had the pleasure of being out until 11.30 every day this week. crappiest week ever. let me expand:
Monday: get up. school until 3.15 (Saunder's extended my school day just about every day this week by giving me a project that should have been done by his TEC THEATER CLASS.) longest bus ride in history to Western Guilford for soccer game. due to there being a JV game as well, the Varsity game was not until seven or so, and consequentially ended with me having just enough time to get back to the last half hour of play practice. wee!
Tuesday: get up. school until 3.01 (fuck you Saunders! i am a rebel!) soccer practice until a little after 5 (Zeller as well liked adding extensions, especially with Conference coming up). a nice little hour's break, taking place in the school auditorium thanks to the fact that i live about 30 minutes away from the school. play practice lasted until nearly 11. home by 1130 and in bed around 12.
Wednesday: much like Monday, but instead of the longest bus ride in history, i spent my time before the game working on more projects for Saunders. as it was a home game, i ran ran ran right after it was over and join the last hour or so of play practice. oh, and as an extra little bonus on Hell Week, it was Senior Night at the soccer game, so all the seniors were announced and walked on to the field with their parents. you can guess who didn't have any parents to walk with. at least we won that game.
Thursday: get up. go to RCC for AP test. done around 12.30, go back to school till 3. FINALLY got to go home a little bit - time well spent by napping. though we had a game, i pretty much informed Zeller to fuck himself. went to the recorded dress rehersal for B&B. things went smoothly, but still didn't get home until after 11.
Friday: get up. yadda yadda.... oki, in fourth period Saunders informed us that everyone that had been at Beauty and the Beast rehersal yesterday until 11 was allowed to sleep. this announcement was promptly followed with an "except for cat who has to practice with the old woman costume that Saunders hadn't bothered to fix until THE DAY OF THE PLAY!" spent the whole nap time practicing. went home for a nap, but wasn't allowed sleep then either as mother had lined up several chores for me.
but i will be DAMNED if the play did not go exquisitely. sure the old woman costume broke again, and granted my plate costume caught on everything possible on stage (much like my Enchantress dress does (speaking of which, i'm still not sure whether to be complimented or insulted, Em-O)), but it was fun. and the cast party afterwards rocked hard.
go ahead. laugh. i love the Macarena.
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