February 28th, 2002


I am so very bored

Look! I'm at school. Ewwww...school. It's ninth period, and I have about 25 minutes until the end...but then I have tech. Until 9. Um...yuck.

I don't mind tech. I don't mind being here until 9. I mind having to go home after and do all my homework. Major suckitude.

I'm in a really weird mood, and being anti-productive. I should be doing my homework now...so I won't have to do it later. But I'm not. Slacker!Gail.

I'm only updating because I was sitting at a table in this lovely library and was talking with Jeff and Nikki and completely distracting them from doing their work. Bad me.

I'm gonna go now. Because...yes.
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    None...but my hair is really cute today :o)

Don't tell me it's Thursday...it HAS got to be fucking Friday by now

Welcome to the longest fucking day in the world.

And PottyMouth!Gail has come out to play. Please welcome her, but keep the applause low, I have a lot to say. (Oh really? That's something new. Ah, shuddup)

I was really bouncy today. I was laying all over desks in French, bouncing off walls in Theatre. HA! A kid asked if Zach and I were going out. Zach's response: "No, we're just married." I don't think he could be straight if he tried. But he's a good kid.

Then tech. Tech week is when we take the cast, and the crew, and the orchestra...and *BAM* get a show. However, this means stopping and starting and changing things and making things work, and re-doing things a billion times. I usually have no problem with it. I'm usually on the crew end...doing jobs. Today? I was only in once scene. THE LAST FUCKING SCENE. I sat around and did NOTHING until 8:30. 5 HOURS OF WASTED TIME.

All was not lost. I laughed a lot with Bridgette. And talked a bit with JC and Eric. And I fell asleep...twice. Never for more than 5 minutes though. The first time I awoke to Eric poking my arm. The second to Bridgette pretending to kick the shit out of me and stepping on me.

And tomorrow, I'm not called until 6:30. But I have no ride home afterschool...so I'm stuck there. Mommy said she might leave work to take me home and then go back.

I don't think I mentioned that Daddy is out of town for a little over a week. Eeep. Me and Mom. Alone in a house. I think I might have to hurt myself if it weren't tech week and I weren't at school until 9. And Saturday I'm called from 10 - 6:30, and Monday (no school) from times that are TBA...possibly 10 - 5. Eww. When do I get a break?

So I'm tired. And have a lot of homework. And have gotten nothing done. And I want to go to bed. Arg...

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    The Christmas Song - Alvin and the Chipmunks


I've spent the last hour and a half working my ass off on homework. I've done everything except Calculus. Probably in the morning.

Note: You know how when you get really tired, and your eyes start to droop, how hard it is to concentrate on words on a page? Yeah...imagine that when all the words are in French. It's about ten billion times worse.

Je te dis que ce sont des egyptiennes qui me l'ont volee, entends-tu cela? et qui l'ont mangee avec leurs dents. -- As-tu un coeur? figure-toi ce que c'est qu'un engant qui joue, un enfant qui tette, un enfant qui dort.

I'm not sure if I could figure out what this means even if I weren't so out of it. And Hugo uses way too many pronouns. To the point where I don't know what the fuck he is talking about. Stupid 18th(??) Century French writers.

Gail needs sleep.
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    Lost On Me - Stretch Princess