:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

Quoth she "Before you tumbled me, you promised me to wed" :: Friday, September 17, 2004 ::

I absolutely love that line, and can't get it out of my head

I had a really, insane, crazy, risky idea driving home from rehearsal today that, if I had any sort of guts, I would do, but I'll never be able to force myself to.

I can't wait to go back to yearbook on monday. It's so weird, because, last year, I kind of dreaded it, just because it was so much stress that I didn't really want to deal with and towards the end of the year it just became absolutely pointless and I had nothing to do, but this year the class is amazing, and I love it. I think this can be partly attributed to Kesel and Simon, but I also think that having some sort of editing position that keeps me constantly doing something, instead of the new staff member stuff the other people were having to do. But I love it. I love that class sooooo much now.

Jesse and I ran around in the parking lot after rehearsal for about thirty minutes. It was awesome. My pants were thoughly soaked, but it was worth it. Is it wrong that I love it when it rains? For some reason, I get upbeat. And so, when I heard that Ivan was supposed to come through, I was like "Cool" and now I hear that only a day or two after Ivan moves out, Jeanne is supposed to come through, which I got excited about.

The ghost looks really cool. Except for me having to walk backwards into it and try not to hit anybody. I'm going to have to say thank you SO much to Alex Amery for stopping me and keeping me from hitting anybody.

I really should be working on that Canterbury Tales test that Whiteside so graciously decided to inflict upon us and the obscene amount of Bio labs I have to do, but I really feel like a nap.

Current Mood: Tired
Current Music: Johnny Cash - Hurt

:: Nick Friday, September 17, 2004 [+] ::