Arg. I don’t think I even have the energy to flail in indignation. Yesterday, Mr. Dumaine assigned yet another paper. The rough draft and final drafts are due at the next two class meeting times: tomorrow and Monday. I think that he believes that we need to be spending more time on his class instead of our other subjects because we don’t have an exam in English. Yes, exams are Wednesday through Friday next week. I’m going to die.
Also, I just realized today that my lines for all of Act 1 of “The Pajama Game” are due on Friday. And I have an evil calculus test of doom on Friday that Mr. Dubsky only told us about on Monday. And a test on the muscular system in PE on Friday, as well. And a history paper on Friday that I haven’t even started yet. Oh, yeah. And my free period tomorrow is going to be occupied solely by a huge assignment for P.E. that can only be done on a few choice school computers. And it’s almost impossible to get any computer during that time, to boot. Bugger. Also for Friday, I have to have shot another roll of film so that I can have it developed for my photography class on Saturday morning. It’s slide film, so it takes significantly longer to develop. Hiss.
Also, I’m completely exhausted from rehearsal today. We choreographed “Once a Year Day”, and as you may know, I can’t dance my way out of a paper bag. Of course, I realized when I got home, I noticed that I go offstage just before the song begins. Am I even in this number? Arg.
As for exams, they’re in:
A few things that cheer me up at the moment:
Sleepytime now. Tomorrow, I’m going to track down Mrs. Felice at Jesuit and give her the completed scarf and a copy of “Maskerade”. Hope she likes them…