:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

:: Friday, February 18, 2005 ::

So, you know, Snow Ball was, what, two weeks ago? So it's about three weeks and counting that I have remained consistently happy, or, at the very least, remained anything but depressed. You guys, this is so awesome. Everything has been awesome. I got into College of Charleston, saw Midsummer last night (Which was awesome), this CD I ordered off Borders came a day early, I got the best grade I've ever gotten on a Bio test (I know Booker said that third quarter was supposed to be a drag, but, frankly, I've enjoyed this taxonomy and classification stuff the most out of all the stuff we've done all year), next week I'll be at the Booth practically all day every day, mainly with just with Mitchell and O'Neill and that will be beyond awesome.

I was talking to Jill last night about if Mark needed any help for his show, I'd be glad to assist, like stage managing, and she said she'd look into it and that they needed someone calling cues, and to have Jesse to remind her. That would be awesome, to stage manage Mark's show, whatever it may be. I know it's been excrutiatingly boring sometimes, but, overall, I've really enjoyed stage managing Ragtime so far. And then next week I'm actually going to start doing something in conjunction with it. Dr. LaBorde has been giving me the cues for the show and it's kind of daunting, actually, because there are so many cues for this show I'm practically going to be talking throughout the entire thing.

And there's...other...reasons...I guess you could say. Or, well, one reason. One very nice reason.

But, damn, it's 6:30 so I have to leave soon and Stats is first thing in the morning, although, I think all we're doing in there is just some practice AP quiz stuff. Who knows. Maybe I'll go finish off some yearbook stuff. But I really shouldn't miss Stats, I'm going to miss it all next week. Anyways.

Life is damn good.

:: Nick Friday, February 18, 2005 [+] ::