It was just one of those things...

Not enough time for a real post.

My schedule works. I'm taking Multi-variable and level 2 English. I managed to keep American Foreign Policy, but it means that second semester I have classes EB - 9. Eek.

More later. Must be off to graduation. Yay!

Graduation was fun. Long. 332 people, or something like that.

We sang. It was okay. Nothing stellar, but the acoustics at Ravinia are fairly good, so we probably sounded better from the audience than the stage.

Allie and I were on some major crack. We sang songs from the past 6 years of musicals. Annie, Once Upon a Mattress, Oliver, Mame and Pippin. We skipped Sound of Music.

But yes. Major crack.

And to top that off, a big group of us went to Baskin-Robbins for ice cream. We needed more sugar...I swear. *nods*

Tomorrow is Fall Play auditions. I'm a bit nervous. Notice, I haven't discussed them at all. Yes. Nervous. *sigh*

Cast list is going to be posted Friday night, along with the STUNTS Board for 2002.

So many nerves.

I should stop thinking about it.

I should do homework.

Damn, what a concept. I haven't really done homework in forever.

Fuck, it's after 8 already? Hmm...maybe I'll so an abbreviated homework session.

[I was sad today. On the verge of tears for about an hour. My parents are at my cousin Stephanie's graduation. I think this may have something to do with it. Actually...I know it does. *sigh*]

I'm on a semi-major Metalica kick.

No, I don't understand it either.

[Edit: I take that back. It's more a good rock kick. Older stuff. Good stuff. None of this new crap. Personally, I don't really like The Hives or White Stripes.

Give me Pearl Jam. Metalica. Soundgarden. Blind Melon. Soul Asylum.

The greatness that was MTV during Spring Break 1993-ish when Pauly Shore was still funny and grunge rock was the way to go. When I was far too young, but watched religiously for that week with two of my older sisters.

I miss the good stuff. We need a new Smashing Pumpkins, or something.]

It's 11:16. Do you know where your parents are?

I don't. I'm assuming they maybe got dinner after Steph's graduation. Then maybe went back to Judy's to hang out?

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If my family weren't so cursed with horrible luck, I don't think I'd be this paranoid. But Mama usually goes to bed by 9.

Even when they "go out" (which isn't often), they are home by now.

And they both have work in the morning.

And I haven't heard from them at all. No phone calls or anything.

I mean, I guess this isn't overly unusual. I mean, we all have cell phones if we ever need to use them, but rarely do we take advantage of this convenience to perhaps, dial home every once in a while?

But still. Where are my Mommy and Daddy?

[Edit (11:44PM): They are home now.]

Um, so I need sleep.

Just...yes.