Frazzle Rock

4:26pm: oh Summer....
Technically my summer vacation is now over since I'm going to camp to work on Wednesday, with only a week off that entire time before going back to dear ol' Laf. But you know what, it's been great! Let me see what I've accomplished...

--the proper long-range swing for golf
--how to correctly eat a Hooter's wing with one suck
--that some movies just do not need a sequel or a remake
--that it is possible to burn on one boob and not the other
--that beginner's luck is always true for beirut
--that I need to learn to stop playing with guy's hair unless I really do want them to get that idea
--that I have the best friends in the world...at home, school, and camp

Now to finish packing so I can get ready for tomorrow. Because tomorrow Kristin is coming in from LI, so we can drive to Laf for her and Tash's birthday bash!! Ohh..what a way to end with a weekend back there before camp!

12:39am: I just said good-bye to two of my favorite seniors...and now I'm crying...I hate graduations, but I have to go next week.

10:11pm: I've got a singular impression things are moving too fast....
Okay, Norbert's lyrics there couldn't be anymore true...except for right now, when I'm at the point where I can't study anymore, have not much else to pack, and don't feel like doing anything really.

On Friday I will finish the last two of my final exams and I will be done with sophomore year of college. WHAT?!!?!!! Is it scary that I remember the name game I played at freshman orientation and I tried to convince people that "kookie" was a real word that started with K? ...that I know how I met my friend Jorge in the library while I was working at desk at scared her when I told her the whole story behind the other Lauren with same last name? ...I can hum the beat of that song the girls next door used to play whenever they pregamed on Thirsty Thursday nights? ...or basically any other random thing from last year, really...or even this year...when a lot of a the really good memories were at times where I was really not in, shall we say, a clear state of mind?

And what have I really accomplished in these two years? I don't feel any older. I'm not really anywhere closer to knowing what I want to do with the rest of my life. If anything about those plans has changed at all, they really have just gotten more complicated. It used to be the straight path--graduate with honors as a BS Psych major and then work for two years before grad school. Now I'm looking at a Theater double major, switching the BS to an AB Psych, and then taking time off to get my acting card? And where do I get off thinking that I have any talent anyway? Sure it's fun, but...

Yeah, here's the tangent that was inevitable.

You know what really sucked about this past semester? Don't get me wrong, I think it was amazing, especially with all the crap that I had to deal with...I literally turned my life around and changed my circles completely. Okay, but getting back to what sucks is saying good-bye to everyone who I just met. In the past few months (even weeks and days) I have met some of the most awesome people ever...and what's even worse is that most of them are seniors. Why didn't I meet them earlier? Now I know, I kept myself sheltered and cornered in a tiny little box. Well, no more box..this girl is outside of the box now. And I'm never going back.

So the summer is coming up. Back to work at camp. And then after a few short weeks it's back to here...I can only imagine wha t the next half of my college career has in store for me.

I'm sure I've learned some important things in these past two years...

how to turn my life around, how to memorize lines in less than 3 weeks, how to make jungle juice properly, that you can fit 9 people in a 5-person car, how to cram all of Shakespeare into 90min, how to do the jitterbug, how to figure out who will be there for you and who will not, that coffee really is essential for sustaining life, that chrono-trigger is one of the best games ever, that courts are more interesting than frat houses most of the time, where the tunnels are hidden on campus, how the stupid flex system gyps you out of money, that freshman girls really can be pathetic, that nothing is as it seems, michael o'neill is the coolest professor ever, you can be torn between 3 guys and then realize you're better on your own, a play about a kid worshipping horses can be amazing, boondock saints have more to offer than prayers and guns, the psych and theater departments have the most liberals on the entire campus, any childhood game can be turned into an exciting drinking game, it is possible to see more than 6 Broadway musicals in one year with less than $100 (in total!), if Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal had a child it would be Barrett Foa, I can carry a tune and at a soprano pitch, it is possible to tell a story in less than 8 slides, how to use I-Movie, and that I can make an excessively long list...if I forgot something, please add it...

6:38pm: I have never been so thankful for friends/frienly acquaintences in my life.

I hadn't slept in my own room since Thursday night. I was basically getting 3hr naps in at night before waking up early to go running around. Sure, I got to be in the city for two days, but it left me with no energy for Sunday-Monday's work on my VaST project. I could've died. My system was running on caffeine.

I must thank everyone who has helped me to survive.

Caitlin, Kristen, Kristin, Jupitz, Dan, Tim, Josh, Kyle, Derya, Christine, Jon, Peter, Michael, Emily, Pinto, Jimmy, Trevor...

Yeah, there's probably more..but guess what...I have to run! What a surprise!

I cannot wait until this weekend when I'll actually get some REAL sleep!

2:36pm: You know what the best drinking games are? Ones where you twist around old school games you play in grammar school. Some wonderful examples include: MASH, Screw-marry-kill, and Rate-the-Guy.

An example of what can happen...

I live in an apartment in a galaxy far, far away with my husband, John Kolba. We had our honeymoon in the Gates dorm, where we conceived one of our 6.02x10^23 (Avagadro's number) children in R2-D2's hideout. We have a pet penguin named Pepe, who enjoys dring in our Flintston's style car. My job is a hooker and my husband is my pimp, so we're lucky that our salary consists of $39,000 of strawberry flavored condoms a year.

Oh yeah.

9:12pm: I hate pressure. I think I'm getting an ulcer.

7:56pm: Since I can't concentrate enough for homework yet...
Let me just say how this weekend was one of the MOST AMAZING EVER!...and I didn't have a camera for any of it! blaaahhhh!!!! To sum up really quickly without too many details (and make you lose total respect for me)..

Friday--party at Kolba's
--met some awesome guys
--Kristin quote "Don't anyone date that kid, he's an asshole." (thinking he left, but was still there...but it's okay, no one knew why he was there anyway)
--sharing of many nice backrubs and massages (I actually got some receiving, whoa)
--had some of the funniest games of beirut ever
--fell asleep on the couch with Kolba and Kristin at around 6am, but woke up in TJ's bottom bunk with Kristin only, hmm...oh yeah, and this was at 2:30pm
--Molly...can I just say she was amazing?
--eating breakfast/lunch/dinner at 4:00pm

Key players: Kolba, Kristin, Cait, Jimmy, Gibson, Jupitz, Jose, Molly, Matt, Kyle, Laura, and other random people

Saturday--Cadence/Generics a cappella concert, pregame at Kolba's, C/G house party
--hot guys+singing a cappella+being from Un. of Maryland=one crazy-awesome night
--met some even more awesome guys
--Generics sang a boyband medely...holy freakin' amazing!
--my record count made it to 4 that night ;-P
--pregamed with David, Kolba, and Kristin to Braveheart, lolol
--Sandra's house just gets better everytime I go
--go sick (yeah I know, ew) but not too bad, and everyone took care of me soo much...even the Generics boys who I only met that night, had me lay on a mattress on the living room floor, petting my head with a can next to me..AND they even woke me up at 8am so I could make it to my field trip the next morning

Key players: Kolba, Kristin, Cait, Gisbon, Arturo, Meg, Corey, Katie, Sandra, David, Lindsay, Marc
Generics guest stars: Brent, Preston, Pat, G, Ben, Jordon, Gavin, Brian, etc

Sunday--Field Trip to NYC
--8:30bus ride=NOT COOL! but at least I napped
--Lindsay had special treats that were uber-sweet
--Cosmic Collisions show...thank you Prof. Michael O'Neill
--took pics in the Darwin exhibit, then were told no flash-photography was allowed
--followed a little boy named Dominic (his father was present!) who showed us where the cool dinos were, such a sweet 3 year old! lol
--we all laid down under the Big Blue Whale..and seriously started a trend!
--watched 90lb Marc eat 4 hot dogs, 2 pretzels, 3 slices of pizza and chug about 5 drinks of soda...wow boy
--walked down Broadway for about an hour...in the rain, hehe
--giant Toys R Us..wow...Candyland, Jurrasic Park, and a ferris wheel!
--saw "the God Committee"..a wonderful black-box style play...GREAT!
--napped on the busride home, til Jupitz' phone buzzed next to me and scared me half to death

Key players: Lindsay, Ashley, Marc, Jupitz, Ryan, Catie, the great Michael


and now I really should be doing work....oy...I don't want to ruin such a great weekend!!

4:58pm: I'm a singer, apparently. Who ever would've known? And not just a singer...soprano...not mezzo-soprano, but soprano. Where did that ever come from?

When I performed for class, naturally I shook, because I thought whatever was coming out of my mouth was going to be crappy, but surprisingly...people liked it. "Just get confidence so you can add more power."

Sure, just add some confidence. That's easy....not. You can't go from never thinking you could sing a note to all of a sudden singing high Es that you never thought you could ever come close to hitting. I was just getting used to singing in a group of sopranos in the class, but now I'm supposed to sing soprano solo? Uhh, okay.

I should really take lessons next semester. That'll be easy to add to my schedule..on top of my classes, research/independent study, play rehearsals, work, and being a lab assistant.

Okay, calm down..you're not there yet.

6 more weeks til summer. Can't wait.

10:41am: mid-semester blech
Well, spring break is over...meh. Just when it was getting good, it was over. Why does that always happen? And it totally ended up nothing like I imagined...the bulk of it was spent with Scott/DaDa. .w.o.w. I still don't understand how it happened really, and I don't know why, and I don't care. I forgot how pleasant it was to talk to him...maybe his dumb statements, maybe his randomness, maybe his ability to make me feel smart...I don't know. The first day I saw him we talked from 1pm-6pm, and then went out again for a movie, and then talked even more from around 11pm-2am. If I did my math correctly, that's roughly 9hours of talking. And then I spent two other days with him, including one in the city...which was, adorable, considering he was like a 4 year old seeing a carousel for the first time....he had never been on a bus or a subway. I broke his public transportation cherry, hehe.

Anyway, now back at school, and seriously don't know what I'm doing. I mean, I have more free time since I'm not spending a good 20hours a week on the play, but now that is replaced with doing research for my senior thesis (yes, I have to start it this early in the game)...but really, how early in the game is it? My college career is almost half-way through, and my only plans after graduation so far consist of living in the city for 2 years while I earn my actor's guild card and get some research experience in a hospital. What about after that? Grad school? Who knows, too much to think of right now...

Wow, this is so random...just blabbing, sorry....and now I have to go to VaST to see the love of my life..Michael O'Neill. *sigh*...and then work for 5 hours straight...yay...not!

9:59am: If I'm ever told that I've been going out too much lately, at least I can now say, "Hey, Jake does it, too!"

( CrazyMan )

7:05pm: only a few days left!!
So my play is premiering on Wednesday, and I can't believe how quickly it snuck up on me. It's going to be so weird when it's over, I'll have so much free time...or not...

I auditioned for "Reduced Shakespeare Company", a 3-man play with only 1 woman role being offered. I almost didn't audition, but I did and apparently it went well since I was called back, with 2 other girls. Since I've been back in my room I've been checking my email every 30 seconds seeing if the parts were posted yet...grrr...but if I do get it, that means I'll have rehearsals from 4-6 (after having classes and work from 9am-4pm), then have calls at 6pm for Slabtown and then perform at 8pm...yikes!!!

At least I haven't been in my room that long, since last night I had the brilliant idea of staying out til 5am and then staying over a friend's room...waking up just in time to run back to my dorm to brush my teeth and rush off to rehearsal at 1:30pm.

I'm tired. I'm not motivated to do work. I'm not even motivated to go see the Vagina Monologues even though I'd be ditching Jupitz and backing out on a promise to Sandra.

I really just feel like laying in bed all night with random movies and a certain someone. The certain someone is coming, the movies will be there, we'll see if the snuggling acutally commences.

And of course...Jupitz just IMed me...hopefully he doesn't want to go anymore so I can nap before tonight...


EDIT: Last night didn't happen at all how I planned it, but at least I know that I have the best of best friends in the world.

11:03pm: I had such a frustrating day. And did I handle it like a mature adult? Hellll no. I complained to anyone who was around and forced them to listen. Sorry for that.

Apparently I'm not as grown-up as I thought.

...especially since the lollipop from Pamela seemed to help me out the most. :-P

4:21pm: You know what sucks....
-having practice from 6-8pm on Friday...because you can't go to happy hour, you can't go out to eat, you can't get a really good nap in...it's just at the wrong time. Now if it was even from 4-6 I could deal.

-having practice from 10am-12pm on Saturday morning. I know I haven't even had it yet, but I just know that waking up early and actually having to BE somewhere, not just sitting in my room doing work, is going to be annoying.


...this is bad. I haven't even had rehearsal for a full week and I'm already annoyed by it. So let's try to look on the brigher side...

-my director/prof thinks I have a sick mind for certain suggestions I've made in line changes (but really, it's his fault for making his play with so many innuendos).

-I get to hang out with two of my favorite Johns--John Kolba (Mr. Kalinkoff!) and John Maier (and yes, pronounce Mayer)

-I play a woman who is "well-endowed" and the woman doing costumes who was taking measurements said "Well, I guess we don't need to get you phony breasts after all!"

-I get to watch Alexis make her "I can't believe he just said that" faces whenever Prof. Hay makes a comment (he tends to overdramatize and say things like "Now in this political speech she's actually stabbing at her opponent with 'Take that BITCH!'..I want to hear that in your voice; make the word 'act' be 'bitch'.")


ooohhh...what to do with the hour before dinner/rehearsal....

3:43pm: One more day...just one....and the first week of school is over and I would have survived. One more day and it is the weekend.

I hope I make it. My schedule is far too hectic for me to handle already, and I haven't even really had actual assignments yet (other than reading). I guess my weekends are going to be full of writing for all of my classes (that's right...ALL of my classes require writing papers).

Even though I am physically exhausted, I haven't been getting sleep, and my director annoys the bejeegers out of me...I'm loving this so much. You read correctly...I LOVE THIS!!...even all those times when I complain about it.

1:11pm: As I was driving back to school today, I had a really random thought while trying to point at a bunch of flying-Vs in the sky to my step-dad (who was driving and didn't notice)...

Why is it that we always look right in front of us or to the ground? I hardly ever see anyone looking up, staring at the sky or a ceiling. It's always walking looking down at a path, I guess this is in order to prevent tripping. But even when sitting on the passenger side or waiting for someone outside a building, it's always down or straight ahead.

I think I'm going to start looking up more; I bet the view is way better.

I might even look towards the western sky...

12:31pm: Okay, so everyone is doing this..fiiine...

YOU
1. Name:
2. Date of birth:
3. Where you live:
4. What makes you happy:
5. Currently listening/the last thing you listened to:
6. Do you read my journal?:
7. If yes, what makes it especially good or bad?:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/do you have a crush at the moment?:
10. Favourite place to spend time:
11. Favourite lyric:
12. The best time of the year:

RECOMMEND
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song, or album:

PLUS
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Look at my friends-list and tell what you like about one of our mutual friends:
4. Put this in your journal so that I can tell you what I like about you.

Jorge is here today!! YAY!!!! But I barely get time to see her :-( AND...going back to Jersey this weekend, woo woo.

12:14pm: I have a new partial position at the library--dvd curator. What does this mean? During this interim time I get to spend about a third of my day researching the dvds (looking at how often they've been checked out, check rating, or even preview to see how they are, etc). Then I get to work with my supervisor working on the "highlight 5" for each upcoming month in school. And...I'm in charge of the display cases that show up to 8movies, whatever I see fit. Though I think the biggest perk is the 50cent raise; it really adds up! Also, this time spent working on dvds means less time doing the heavy lifting!! Mwahahahaha!!! I'd much rather check vhs's and see which we should get dvd's of, rather than shifting heavy journals from one stack to another.

Yeah I know far too much info on my job, but that's all I do here...other than study, sleep, cook, eat, and hang out with the Southies watching movies and being nutsy.

PS

Conner IS the better of the Boondock brothers!!!

5:13pm: Take Me for What I am
Everyone's been filling out their survey thingies about the past year, and I must say I'm quite aggravated with some. There's a lot of "I was disappointed in someone, you know who you are," and "It was really tough due to certain people," blah blah...all insinuating, and I can't help but think about me.

Well, I have news. No one has any right to be "disappointed" in the way I "acted" or upset because of things I did. Because, you wouldn't feel that way about someone with the flu. You wouldn't tell them you were disappointed that they were tired and achy and coughing. So you can't tell someone that with symptoms of a disease that is not under their control. Anyone who feels that I may have ruined some part of their year, well...you got yourself into that drama, because you said you cared about me. If you didn't want to deal with it, don't tell me you're a friend and that you care. Because if you're "disappointed" in my actions, you really didn't care to understand what was wrong...I tried my darndest to work to get better, there was nothing to be disappointed in other than what I could not control...so don't blame me.

And I've also realized something lately. All my life I've adhered to the slogan, "You should place everyone else's happiness before your own." I've been so selfless for so long that I never was able to work on myself, or keep myself content. I think this helped lead to my ultimate downfall...I've kept myself so busy and overwrought trying to make everyone else happy, to feel accepted, to change the way I was to make others content with the way I am...not anymore. It's time for me to take time for myself, to do things for me, to act the way I want.

I don't need approval anymore. I don't need acceptance. I just need me. If anyone thinks that I ruined their year, or disappointed them, I'm sorry that you feel that way. Maybe we shouldn't be friends. I know it was all hard on everyone, including myself, but don't think it was in any way MY fault. I couldn't help it. So stop making me feel bad about something that I can't control. I've said thank-you too much, and apologized far too much.

I'm going to be sad when interim is over...really. I've had more fun (even here at school) than in a long time, just because I've done what I've wanted to do, with people who don't question my actions or my word. I'm always an honest person, whether some like to believe it or not.

I don't want this to sound at all angry, or like I'm yelling at anyone. I'm just stating how I feel. I really did like having support, and even the few occassions where I was yelled at to get something in my head, and I love all of you who were there to do that and thank you...but people need to stop making simple assumptions about me. I'm not a bad person, I don't like to make anyone upset, and if you think that about me, you're really wrong. So when you tell someone else that they need to "grow up" remember to look at yourself in the mirror as well, and learn to take a step back and look at the whole picture. I've had to teach myself how to do that...everyone would be a lot better off if we could all do the same.

2:46pm: So Christmas went as fast as it came, and I have to start getting ready to go back to LC in the PA...I feel like I'm back in high school with a break this short. Work at the library isn't exactly glamorous, but at least it's work. I keep hearing "I'll be sure to visit you!"s from just about everyone, but let's face it, it's not going to happen. At least the sweet thoughts are there though.

I have to say the holidays were pretty sweet with the KohlerVoort clan (that's a combo of two families if you couldn't get it). I never thought two families together would work, but miraculously, it makes the day better. I guess it's the whole "We're so close that we can celebrate holidays together, but we still can't show our total darksides in front of you."...and that works fine for me. The only down-side was my sister being pissy about her non-boyfriend, but at least I had Chris to keep me distracted from that. Oh yeah, and that whole thing about my father still not appearing this whole time, well...I just like to keep that out of my attention circle..he's not worth my brain-energy if he can't even call me back on Christmas...wanker.

Chris is gone for the week, packing up the grandparents' house in Florida for it to be rented. I'm housesitting for them, so at least I get to see Rosy everyday. No one has actually come with me, I guess because they feel weird hanging out in someone else's house...oh well, it just cuts the non-human visits shorter and the visits with friends who actually can talk back to me all the more longer.

Having a break this short is frustrating, because everything feels so rushed. You can't experience home in just two weeks, no matter how much you cram. I've had the bagels, gone for cawfee, went to the diner, shopped in the malls, drove in congestion, had friends to watch "the classics" with and they actually know what it means, not be the person in teh conversation who is NOT the grossest one there (I think I enjoy this the most)...the list goes on, but it's not enough. The most disappointing factor was the fact that there was no snow; even now it's raining, and it sucks. There's no euphemism to cover what having no snow feels like on winter break...it just plain ol' sucks the big one.

Well, I've been trying to spend this vacation away from teh computer, and this 10 minutes has been far too much for the day. So I'm off to go find one of those people who I haven't spent enough time with and do something random...just because this is Jersey, and because we can.

8:18pm: With nothing to do while waiting for my long-ass paper to print out...

12:50pm: Before doing some work...stealing this from Samvino


Open iTunes/iPod or Windows Media Player to answer the following. Go to your library. Answer, no matter how embarrasing it is.

How many songs? 1404

Sort by song title:
First Song: #1 Crush--Romeo + Juliet Soundtrack
Last Song: Zoot Suit Riot--Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Sort by time:
Shortest Song: Tune Up #3--Rent Broadway Soundtrack (24 sec)
Longest Song: Down Once More--Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack (14min 32 sec) [longer than Meatloaf!]

Sort by album:
First Album: 1--Beatles
Last Album: Young and the Hopeless--Good Charlotte (yeah, I know it looks bad)

Top Five Most Played Songs:
1. the Phantom of the Opera
2. The Way You Make Me Feel--Michael Jackson
3. Changes--David Bowie
4. Lola--the Kinks
5. Dancing with Myself--Billy Idol

First song that comes up on Shuffle:
Paradise by the Dashboard Light--Meatloaf

How many songs come up when you search for "sex"?
7 (that's cuz 3 are by Sexytet!)

How many songs come up when you search for "death"?
0

How many songs come up when you search for "love"?
61

How many songs come up when you search for "you"?
201

8:52pm: I love chocolate chip cookie dough. I love my sister's new puppy. I love RENT. I love Mark the most. I love green eyes. I love Harry Potter. I love Ron Weasely more. I love the Golden Girls. I love watching the Golden Girls with Kristen. I love scary movies. I love scary movies even more when I watch them with Chris. I love taking random walks. I love taking walks with Jorge when they mean we get Chai. I love my Hammer. I love when my Hammer is actually in the room. I love musicals. I love singing along with musicals. I love getting piles of Entertainment Weekly's when returning home after many weeks. I love penguins. I love laughing. I love laughing so hard that I snort. I love laughing while getting tickled even when I complain. I love driving somewhere with nowhere to go. I love to say and do random things that make people think I'm weird. I love doing weird things and then getting that look from Sammy. I love finding a random thing to buy someone just for the hell of it. I love finding something I bought for someone months earlier and then remember that I can give it to them for Christmas. I love getting random text messages from friends from home. I love being able to respond with the word "whore" and knowing they receive that with love and a giggle. I love Jake Gyllenhaal and his acting skills; that's right, skills. I love spinning until I get dizzy and then having an excuse to lay down. I love having girl dinners and talking about boys. I love Jersey T-shirt bedsheets. I love Jersey bagels. I love seeing the city skyline from my Jersey town. I love Jersey, period. I love Disney, a lot. I love Cairn terriers, because they remind me of Toto from the Wizard of OZ. I love when the wind blows really hard, because that reminds me of the twister from the Wizard of OZ. I love the ruby slippers I made for my Halloween costume and wearing my hair in braids, because, well you get it. I love wasting time, then worrying about when I'll finish my work, and then end up finishing my work earlier than I expected. I love renting an insane amount of movies from the school library. I love finding lucky pennies on the ground. I love to leave lucky pennies on the ground when my wallet gets too full of change. I love making lists. Can't you tell?

11:43pm: Countdowns...

Days until break= 2
Days until Thanksgiving= 4
Days until rewrite due= 1
Hours until bedtime= less than 1
Days until tummy completely fixed= unknown
Days until RENT= 3

By the way...I love Elena (aka Julia), because we can talk forever about Land Before Time .

4:38pm: So I haven't kept anything in my stomach since Monday. My head spins if I sit up for too long (it's doing that right now, but blah!) I can't concentrate on my paper...I've got less than a page done. Yeah, it's due next Tuesday. I don't even want to think about how far behind in readings I'm going to be when this things blows over. I'm going to have to miss the Lehigh-Lafayette game in order to catch up on work, even if I do feel better by then.

But who knows how I'll feel..because the Health Center just tells me to "wait it out." Yeah, I could tell myself that I feel like crap and do nothing about it, too..but I don't get paid and be called a "doctor" for it. Friday they'll do bloodwork and give me something if it's not better. Great, then I can just sit around and wait some more...maybe I can even ruin Thanksgiving!

I'm so pessimistic and in such a bad mood because of this, too...grrrasdfghjk.

But I saw this icon randomly and decided to keep it..yay. Because (and yes I did just start a sentence with "because") it's of one of my favorite movies, it shows friends, and I just happen to have some who I love very dearly. I don't tell them that enough, maybe I should start.

I was cast in someone's play in class, and that made me very happy. Hopefully I'll feel better enough to actually rehearse it this weekend.

Oy, I feel the need to lay down again. What else is new for this week?


PS
I want a puppy!!! It's almost Christmas; hook me up.

8:12pm: I am now a member of the Slabtown District Convention.



ohhh it's gonna be great to be in an actual play again!!! And I've never been in such a small cast (6 people), but ehh..it'll be intimate.

ssssoooooo eeexxccciiittteeeddd!!!!