Today consisted of nothing interesting until Picture Retakes, during my last period of the day.

I, absolutely dreading my school picture (more so than usual) went to the auditorium during English class for retakes and those who were absent. I saw in front of a woman, obviously aggravated and tired of kids who want to take their picture over a million times for reach perfection before the photoshopping began. I knew this and gave up after the fourth picture, deciding it was at least better than the original. Getting ready to leave, I was met by Lenny who graduated last year and is co-director of the Stage Crew who I knew before from the meetings. He asked me if I could come today to help out during Hell Week, in which I responded with a question of my own: Is Period Head still there?

No, my avid readers. Period Head got kicked out. I sort of knew this previously, hearing it was because of "bad grades", but I decided to confirm it with the source. Apparently, bad grades = getting caught doing the nasty in the Stage Crew's supply room during school. Win! Not really a loss, though. Lenny disliked her anyway.

I painted lots of shit white and succeeded in getting about half of it on a good pair of jeans (which are now my $50 GAP "work jeans"). It was okay and I'm going to keep doing it, I guess. The end is near, so it really doesn't matter. :]


Fascination: How good it feels to drop something on stage while the actors are practicing in front of you. I love being able to ruin their fun with my own.
QotD: Girl- Well, you can just take your French and SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS.