Gail (gailmarie) wrote,

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A allo, B bonjour, C chocolat, D danser...

So in 7th grade French, this group of guys "wrote a song" as a project. What they did was take the Blink-182 song "Dammit" and replaced the words with the alphabet.

I honestly think I will never forget it. It was fucking funny. And I still think of it every time I hear this song.


Sleeping until 11:30 is nice. And so very needed.

I need to get a lot done today. I suppose Calculus should be the priority, since that's on Tuesday, and the English essays aren't due until Friday.

But I'm busy Tuesday and Wednesday nights. So I have Thursday. Hmm...perhaps I should do a lot of English today too.

If it weren't 40% of my fourth quarter grade, I might just blow it off. But I really have to work on it. Blah.

Though I suppose talking about it isn't quite getting anything done.


I'm really excited for Company next year. Company is the Theatre 5,6 and 7,8 classes combined. Basically, you are either in it for a year or two, depending on when you started Theatre.

Company is the one that wrote the Spring Play. And I'll be in it next year, with most of my current 3,4 class, and the Juniors that were in Company this year. There are only 7 of them, but I love them all dearly and am thrilled to be in a class with them.

The cast party was fun, because it was this year's Company class, and the crew for the show. A few random people (like me) showed up also, but that happens at any cast party.

It's strange to think that the Seniors this year are going to be gone soon. Not strange because they will be gone, because that essentially happens every year, and you keep track of those you want to, and some you forget forever, and there's a great deal in the middle that you talk about affectionately, but never attempt to contact.

It's strange because we (me and the rest of my class) will be the Seniors. Adored and feared by freshman. Admired in a sort of limelight by everyone. I remember being a freshman and thinking that the Seniors were on a sort of pedestal and better than everyone else. But now that it's my turn, and I don't feel any different. I'm definitely not cool enough to be admired, but I will be because I'm a senior.



I should get to work, or something.


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