:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::
Guildenstern: Our names shouted in a certain dawn...a message...a summons...There must have been a moment where we could have said no. But somehow we missed it. Rosen-? Guil-? Well, we'll know better next time. Now you see me, now you- -Tom Stoppard, R&G Are Dead
:: Wednesday, September 10, 2003 ::
Oh, what a freaking exhausting and tiring day this was.
About halfway through English AP, I suddenly had all the physical energy sapped out of me. I had to keep myself awake, which, really, in Whiteside's classes, isn't the hardest thing in the world, but I was fading fast. Then we go to Physics AP and have a test, so my mental energy is sapped. So I'm pretty drained right now. And then it all got worse when I had to sift through about 300 surveys in yearbook...and 300 more next class. Then rehearsal. Let it officially be known that I have to stay after school EVERY SINGLE DAY (Except tuesdays) until this play goes up. But, then again, so do Mike, Reuben, Jessie, Landon and Caroline and John...so I'll have fun talking with them.
I have no time to do my homework during rehearsals because my character has to run in and out of so many scenes that it just gets pointless.
And, you know...the ninth graders in this show just can't act. Young Siward was never ready to go on when he needed to be, the Porter just flat out sucks, and Donalbain can't say "What is amiss" with conviction.
But, to balance out all the crappiness of rehearsal, I have a hard time keeping a straight face when essentially every male member of the cast has to bow down to me in the end and say "Hail, King of Scotland! Hail, hail, hail!" Told Jessie there was no way I would be able to keep a straight face throughout that scene. So some pure comedh injected in there. Though, I have to admit, I can't really get "O, by whom?" to sound just right.
What else...Heidi and Andrew and I are going to this thing for school on saturday. There's going to be a dunking booth, and Joyce and Whiteside both volunteered, so Heidi is going to get both. Andrew and I will watch. Oh, Heidi plays/ed softball, so that would probably explain a lot.
Then...stuff. I'm afraid of the Pre-Calculus test tomorrow. Thankfully, one of the three sections it's on is shifting grafts. I have to finish that homework.
Teacher Quote of the Day
These are yours to keep, hold, kiss, adore
-Mr. Whiteside
Current Mood: Drained
Current Music: Sloan - The N.S.
:: Nick Wednesday, September 10, 2003 [+] ::
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