Well, this has to be the most ridiculous thing I've ever done.
Okay, maybe not.
Still, it feels weird. What am I supposed to put in here?
Well, rehearsal seemed to go all right today, at least. We got farther than we were, anyway. I have to dance with Beth Ann, which is weird. I think she has some sort of crush on me or something; she's always hanging around.
Then again, she also called me fat. I'm going to have to get back at her for that.
Didn't have time to stick around and see the whole show after school. Just did my bit and walked out. I'm going to just assuem someone will tell me what I need to know tomorrow. If I'm lucky, it'll be Jeff, not one of the girls.
I'd better get to work. If I'm late again, I'll have to sit through another lecture. I swear, if my manager tries to sit me down and have a 'nice chat' about 'the benefits of arriving on time', I'm not going to be the only one getting slashed with a box cutter.
Twisted and: |
restless |
Music to murder by: |
Streetlight Manifesto~Point/Counterpoint |