Just finished my last Thursday classes of this semester,
meaning that less than a week from now, all of my classes will be done, and finals week will start.
Really now, what is this?
So…I might be stage managing a mainstage show next year.
And by “might,” I mean very likely.
WHAAAAAAAAAA MY GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD.
HOLY FUCKING FUCKING SHIT!
……….
Kinda can’t believe this is happening, folks.
Spring break, what what.
Seems to have crept up, but hey, I’m not complaining.
It’ll be nice to be free of work, for a little while.
It’s 32 degrees outside at 9 AM and my 10:40 class was just cancelled.
THANK YOU Monday morning, for taking an upswing this time around.
First day of classes again.
Here we go.
To the start of what has to be a much better semester than the last.
Apartment lease for next year: signed.
Yep. That happened.
HOLYFREAKINGSHITSTILLWAITINGFORSOMETHINGTOGOWRONGBECAUSETHIS
ISWAYTOOGOODTOBETRUEBUTSOEXCITED.
…And now back to studying for my dramatic analysis final.
…and once again, tomorrow’s the last day of classes for the semester.
Remind me how that happened so quickly?
It’s like I wasn’t even there for half of it…
Oh wait, I wasn’t.
Let’s just hope that sometime soon, things will finally get a little easier.
For once, I’m not deliberately procrastinating.
This time, I just can’t get any work done.
I don’t have the energy.
I wonder when I ever will. If I ever will.
Of course, since this is the last full week of classes, I really need to get my shit together.
But nothing really matters, in the long run.
Only in Slade
would people decide to spend their night dressing like ninjas, trespassing through a construction zone, drinking a good amount of gin and tonic, hike to the top of a mud hill, and then proceed to climb to the top of the half finished building to meditate, smoke, drink some more, burn sage, and then stand up, take off our shirts, reveling in being topless, screaming at the top of our lungs, but ducking whenever we thought we saw cops.
And then afterwards, we got off the future site of the redstone lofts, continued to run around topless, walking back to Slade being all like “fuck yeah, liberation! freedom! woooo!” We got lots of looks. But it was cool, not caring as much as I would have ordinalrily.
Once we got back, we got completely naked, and more people joined us as we decided to run all around redstone campus stark naked. I think I got a glipmse of one of my former co workers staring at us. And then we got into a grass fight, but we hosed ourselfves off in the kitchenwhere we got into a water fight.
Only in Slade would I have ever done something like that. Something exactly like that. And I’m so freaking glad I did.
