Seriously. They SO should have had that scene in a thunderstorm. With pouring down rain. Because. I have learned. That thunderstorms make me giddy with glee.
I want moooooore.... keep the storm coming, God! *Giggles with happiness for as she types this, thunder rages*
Saw Jackson's production of Annie a half an hour ago. Was blown away by how awesome I am. Had a vision of stomp-snaps from Anything Goes and West Side Story combined with little children wearing hairbows and too much makeup. Very interesting combination.
Also, today, I tried out for One Acts. Well, sort of. I was feeling insignificant again, so I sorta took a backseat -- meaning in no way possible am I getting a part, unless I am even more awesome than originally thought.
Once again, may I remind you that no, I do not have a gargantuan ego. In fact quite the oppisite. And so, I compliment myself to the moon, thus, solving the problem. Not only do I feel better, but I am also on the moon and am free to eat as much mooncheesecake as I wish.
Crap. I am paranoid. I hope I have enough time to do my religion paper deal tomorrow, because I am not in any way or form whatsoever going to be able to do it over the weekend at Ashland. Oh well. If all else fails I can finish it up on flavored carbonated water at 4am in the morning on Monday.
Oh, and you don't have to worry, Molster, Elise said I might not have time to see HG2G in Ashland for lack of long amounts of free time. Oh, yes, we'll have bundles of free time -- but perhaps not in long periods. And thus, I shall be unadultered and can be enabled to wear white clothing when I go to see HG2G with you and Classmate R.