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    I Hear You Knocking Down My Door...

    I Think I'm Cured...

    I want so badly to believe :: Friday, March 19, 2004 ::

    This weekend? Will suck. Mainly because I won't be able to do what I really want to do as well as trying to do that US History project.

    I don't think it's so much a jealousy issue any more....it's really just me feeling left out. Seriously, my life's schedule since the end of Macbeth:

    -Wake up at some ungodly hour
    -Go to school. Stress my ass off
    -Leave school
    -Stress my ass of about homework
    -Eat
    -Stress some more
    -Get as many hours of sleep as possible

    And, of course, there is that rare occasion at the end of each month where I get so stressed I feel like throwing things across the room in frustration (English AP people might know this time of the month as MWDS Time)

    I just want to do something new. I was excited about props for Rhino because it would add some variety, but turns out I only need to stay for tech week. It just seems like everybody is doing something new exciting and here I am stuck in the same routine and it's really starting to annoy me because it's become the same thing every freaking day.

    So, yeah, I wanted to be in Rhino. Well, not especially when the cast list was posted, but since about mid-February? I have. I enjoy rehearsing things so much and it's just tough to sit there and watch these people rehearse this play that potentially is going to be great and to want to be in it so badly.

    I just want to do something new. And, of course, it's almost April and that means school will end soon and so with the end of Rhino comes the end of anything I could possibly be involved in.

    ...you know...it's tough to want to say things so badly and not be able to

    Current Mood: Lonely
    Current Music: The Postal Service - Clark Gable

    :: Nick Friday, March 19, 2004 [+] ::
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