Ureshii! No math test until Tuesday! That means that I have the whole weekend plus Monday to figure out the whole limit thing! Hurray! Oh, and one of the art assignments was pushed back to next friday, so I don't have to worry about that either! AND since everyone suffered greatly at the play yesterday, Rebecca was nice enough to waive the play critique. Ureshii! (Yeah, I know I'm repeating myself)

So, the field trip to APT that I had waited for finally came. Frankly, I wish it hadn't. True, the play itself was good (it's Shakespeare, what else can ya expect?), but it was so freakishly hot! See, APT is an outdoors theater, and the weather was supposed to be cold, so all of us theater students dressed warmly and even brought blankets and hot beverages. As if! It was 80 degrees in the sun, and I was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt with nothing but a bra underneath! Ironically, it was 55 degrees in the shade. But NOOOOO, our class had to sit in the sun, and it shone right in our eyes, and the actors were backlit, not to mention that the play was stage left oriented, and we were sitting on the other side, so we missed out on half of the play...*breathes deeply, trying to collect herself* And the ushers were really rude, and...and...ARGH!!! But the play was good *g* Go figure.

I don't want tomorrow to come...We'll prolly have to write a critique of the play, and I have two major art assignments due on Friday...and I wouldn't be surprised if we had a math test...Blah. Blah~

Ooh, I love this song! I believe it's the second time it came up while I was writing in my blog. *g* And again, I'm totally not surviving. See, I have a killer essay due tomorrow for WiTT, and I'm bummed...We're supposed to compare and contrast the ideas of Benjamin Franklin and Horatio Alger. I hate comparing and contrasting. At least I have the whole day to work on it. I had the whole day to work on it, that is. *sulks* The essay should be 700-1000 words long, but I already wrote more than a 1000, and I'm still not done! I'd better get a good grade for all my hard work...And you'll be able to read the essay in a couple of days, mangs. AND I'm going to APT tomorrow! *jumps up and down excitedly* Ta-ta for now, gotta get back to work. *unwillingly closes Netscape window*

Play it fast...come and dance...feel my heart, my life is beginning at laaaaaAAAAAAAAST! *settles down* Now, first order of business...

I finally finished the posters! Wai! It took me almost four hours and whatever remained of my sanity, but I'm done! Version 1, , version 2, and the t-shirt design! There's also a version 3, but it's essentially the same as the t-shirt, only with dates and stuff. *jumps up and down ecstatically* I'm so good...

I was so tired this morning...all I wanted was caffeine...instead, I got a pop quiz in WiTT, which was interrupted by a bomb threat. That's the third one in these two past weeks. Some people seriously have nothing to do.*rolls eyes*

Mangs, on Wednesday I'm going to APT to watch All's Well that Ends Well. *is excited* Shakespeare is cool. And hey, maybe I'll get to sit close to Sam on the bus! *eyes twinkle mischievously*

So...tired...*collapses to the floor* I was sick yesterday, and due to a truckload of homework spent the whole day today at the computer. My brain, which hasn't quite recovered from yesterday's sickness yet, is ready to shut down completely. And I still have to make the posters for the school play, otherwise Rebecca-sama will be very upset...Ugh...+_+ My brain is definitely ready for the discard bin.

Wow. The Homecoming Aud was actually fun. There was a sort of a competition between the staff and the Homecoming court, and the students won (but of course!). Then, when the court was introduced to us, they didn't come out wearing formal attire like you'd expect them to. Instead, they wore (get this) eighties clothing, and acted like they were from the eighties, too. Fun! I especially liked Nick's little eighties dancing act. And...Franny M. was crowned Homecoming Queen! I'm so happy for her!

Now Franny H. and I want to nominate each other and a bunch of other friends for the dance courts in our junior and senior year. But, sad as it is, we don't stand any chances. *sniff* I wonder what you have to do to win.

Blah. I have a stuffed nose. That sux. Francesca (Franny H.) were planning to have a sleepover tomorrow, but if I get sick I won't be able to make it. *sigh*