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| spring concert, 06.06.06I have the incredible urge to watch The Omen.
The concert went well, I suppose. I had things to say to Mr. Crouch but I didn't even make it a quarter into the ad libbed speech before I started to sob, and I did try to keep talking, but it was too hard.
Michelle Ting, after I made her get out of her seat to talk to me and I started crying again: "You don't really hate him, do you?"
Me: "Of course not!" I think I said it in an exasperated voice, which was a reflex because I'm often beside myself.
The night was a blur, and only slowly am I remembering things, and they're playing like a movie. | | |
| i have shoes, at leastI went shopping for about 9 hours yesterday, which included a lot of time in transit because of the trains being messy. Tomorrow is "Senior Tea" and the Honors & Awards Ceremony, and I don't think I have the right clothes for it, but that's not that biggest concern right now. Prom is on Thursday...where do you find makeup people? I don't get it! No one seems to do makeup in Astoria.
To-do list:
Study for Italian test on chapters 4 and 7
Creative Writing story or 3 poems
Statistics project proposal (group)
Music presentation...teach class something
Physics graphing (did some of it)
I hate myself sometimes. And I really do hate shopping. How is it that not a single website acknowledges the Anne Klein shoes that I bought? It's as if they don't exist at all. But they do in stores, I suppose. Classes end a week from Wednesday. | | |
| saya show 2006I didn't realize how little sleep I'd gotten in the last 6 days so I slept today to avoid extreme exhaustion.
The SAYA show was...interesting. Technical difficulties all four periods, but 6 and 8 went relatively smoothly. 2 ran eight minutes late. 4...I flubbed every line, despite the fact that I wrote most of them, the microphone I was given was not on...and they played the final dance in the middle of the show--to the dancers' credit, they raced on and started, only to have Tech realize they screwed up, and the song went off, and the right one came on.
All in all, it went well. Sevens from last semester were waving at me like crazy and being the non-responsive person I am, it took me a couple of minutes to realize. Aww. Afterwards Jan asked me, "Are you really Indian?" Silly. I love that class. Wheee 7-5.
Hmph...I want pictures :(
The only thing about yesterday is that I want to see the show. They happened to tape 6th, which was the good one. | | |
| still can't speak greek, but whatever.GREECE was amazing. Save for one slight glitch that I'm going to try not to think about, it was amazing.
Unlike ahem, someone, I didn't weigh myself before or after the trip, though I'm sure that if I had eaten all those...godforsaken EGGs I would have come back more unhealthy than I did. (Really now, what about the vegans?) To put the entire trip into words is much too hard, but I think I adored everyone new that I met (previous grudges so not included in that statement)...
That should've been a bit longer. I miss it.
As far as other news goes, I think I'm pretty good at feeding myself and (like I will in a few minutes) cleaning up when given my own timing. I feel bad for the dozen eggs in my refrigerator. I refuse to eat them. Speaking of things in my refrigerator, I think I should go clean up.
I want more strawberries & whipped cream (I didn't have that to start). | | |
| Some time ago, there was a strike in 2005. And now there's a Winter Concert on Thursday. I'm such a concert dork. I love it. Everyone (if they do it properly) looks professional and has this "I'm in the concert!" non-haughty "air" around them. It's cute. It's a long day. The winter one's more fun. Moreover, it means we'll still have one left.
Come the Spring Concert, Hunter years have officially ended, because that's how I map months out in Choir.
I'm going to Tennessee on Saturday. "..." | | |
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