i canNOT beLIEVE this!

i wake up this morning (afternoon) and aundrea points my fuzzy head and fuzzy vision toward the window and what do i see?

SNOW. GIANT FIST-SIZED CHUNKS OF FROZEN PRECIPITATION FLOATING DOWN FROM THE SPITEFUL SKY LIKE THEY BELONG HERE
IN MARCH
IN THE SECOND WEEK OF SPRING

frickin frick

but before that life was good

the show was FANTABULOUS and the audiences loved it

SO exciting

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note: this show is SO much better than singin on SO many levels... the fact that we had 5 weeks less practice actually went toward the liking it, as we're not all so sick of the show we want to kill ourselves (but first our peers)...

also the fact that not EVERYONE AND THEIR MOTHER made it... there is an actual ::gasp:: sense of accomplishment
and ::excitement:: i have a name and an actual character, as opposed to Random Not Even First Line Dancer #47
and the show is just more entertaining
there is, of course, also the fact that everyone DID hate singin, so the overall feeling was just bad to begin with
(SO glad that wasn't my first show... no offense to those that it was)

ink :: graphite