Last night I had to go to my brother’s band concert, and spent like forty minutes talking to my friend’s five-year-old sister. She was talking about how she really wanted to live in the rain forest in a big leaf and then she grabbed a lock of my curly hair and tried to braid it, but ended up tying it in a knot. Oh, little kids make me laugh.
My friend Mathilda, her sister, and me
My performance of a few scenes from the play, The Lion in Winter, is this evening. It isn’t a huge deal, seeing as my lines are barely memorized, but I’m excited. As for manly clothes, I scavenged through my closet last night for something that wasn’t pink or fitted or jeans or sandals. It took a while. I ended up looking more like a pauper then a king, but it will do. Last weekend my friend Sarah organized a script studying party at her house, and most of the ensemble came. The six of us—me, Mathilda, Sarah, Elizabeth, Olivia and Ben—decided to run our lines outside because it was nice. We sat in the middle of the street and began reading the first scene. The next thing I remember is Mathilda and I running around in circles, belting out songs from Rent at the top of our lungs. Huzzah for being easily distracted! So, instead of studying the script, we played Apples to Apples and painted our toenails. So much for being prepared…
I counted wrong yesterday. Now there’s only SEVENTEEN more days of school—INCLUDING FINALS! My plans for the summer are the following:
-Two weeks of Theatre Camp in June, that I’ve been doing since I was eight, and it is absolutely the best place in the entire world. They are basically family (:
Last year...wow do I look different
-(Probably) two weeks in July of this writing camp thing my friend is making me do. I have to wait and see if I get in though. I don’t really know what to think of that yet.
-Three weeks in August inn a show with my theatre company that I’ve been in every year since I was 10. I don’t know what to show is going to be yet, but I’m super excited.
-And possibly vacation, but I don't know.
…and that’s about it. It’s the usual, except for the writing thing. There are two changes to my normal summer plans: 1.) I’m not working at church camp this year. It has bored me to death for the past couple years, and I’m finally exempted from it. 2.) We’re not joining the pool this year. Ever since I was seven or eight, we belonged to this swim club a few miles away. Last year, though, I went like twice my parents decided that wasn’t worth the money. I don’t really care though, I doubt I would go much, anyway.
I’m starting to get dirty looks from people in my class. I think they are reading this over my shoulder and realizing that it isn’t about The Great Depression or racial segregation. I better go before I get caught (: