the drama. ah the drama.

so once again it's over.

but not without a few stories to tell.

so for one: thursday rolls around. ok, opening night, we've never had a full run-through, i just totally fucked up our duo the day before, and life fucking sucks. my mom got majorly pissed at me thursday morning, yelling, all the regular shit i have to put up with, and of course i just sit there being silent because i really didn't want to get into it then. didn't want to tell her everything about me... how i'm fucking depressed all the time and how i'm now an atheist and everything else. while i was ignoring her (she starts yelling i tune out) i was thinking "wouldn't you fucking be sorry if you being mad and yelling at me and acting like a complete ass made us get into a wreck and i get hurt and you'd feel SO FUCKING BAD?!!!". so yeah. then of course i thought no no that would be sooooo terrible for so many reasons.

sometimes i think i should just make my mind shut the fuck up because for two:

same day after school we go to run errands and get food. i've cooled off by now, just chilling. but she's raving... upset about everything she has to do for opening night and such. and guess what. we get in a fucking car accident. our fault too. well not "our", but "her". we rear ended this SUV, so of course no damage to them, but our van is fucked. we had it towed home. i had to go with the tow guy to show him where our house was, so at 6pm we get home, i pay the guy, get my car, drive to the station to get gas, drive like a maniac to santa, get subway for my dinner, and get to school at about 6:55. five minutes before curtain. so yeah. the great thing though was that it was a great performance. everyone was wonderful. my guys were absolutely great. i only minorly messed up once, and show closed... it timed at about 1 hour 15 minutes. wonderful.

my dad wasn't mad about the van at all. he's so great. he's just like "it's only a car. as long as you guys are ok." a real relief for me because i cannot deal with arguments in this house anymore. not that i could to begin with, it's just i don't really expect them any more now that chris is gone. which is something different. so.

so yeah. yesterday was pretty chill, schoolwise. missed homeroom and first period on account of the insane amount of ice on the highway. thankfully i got to school in one piece.

after school was fine, no incidents like on thursday. at least, not by us. got food and went back to school to eat and chill a bit before people started showing up at 5. it was regular play experience, minus all the wonderful people that left us because they graduated. but catte came and watched us, so that made me really happy. again, the show was great, except that me and david messed up ours. i was really mad at myself for fucking up so badly, with everybody there in the audience, but just as before we kept going and it played out nicely.

i met owen for the very first time ever last night. four months after first hearing about him, i finally meet him. but that's ok, as long as alex is happy i don't mind if i never get to meet the guy.

cast party was typical. if not a little... small. all i can say is that i'm very glad that it's over with. i love drama and being with everybody (minus the children... bah i hate the children), but i'm always so relieved when it's over.

so that's pretty much it. i'm sure there was a lot of other things i forgot to mention, but i've been on the net for 2 hours, and i have to get on my homework if i expect to go to david's tonight.

more blogging later when i have more energy.