Hope I'm not getting bored

My friends are so depressed
I feel the question
Of your loneliness
Confide..., 'cause I'll be on your side
You know I will, you know I will

For a second I seemed to not recognize my own reflection, and stood there smiling in my usual, bemused sort of way. I’m rather fond of my smile, actually. It shows ever so much of my inward self I might as well not bother trying to hide anything. Now as for me not recognizing my own reflection, I wondered if I was losing touch with “The Self.”

Hmm, who was it that had been talking about “The Self?” Ooh right, that dark haired professor from U of O on Tuesday night. Now there was an odd bit, 25 or so high schoolers sitting in a small theater listening to what great students we were and how great U of O would be for us. One thing’s for sure: the food WAS great. I could probably handle going to that university I suppose, so long as the drama teacher wasn’t into Strasburg too much… eurgh!

Anywho, I saw Nick Gradt tonight at the show (he’s still with Sarah too! Wow, that’s three years or something) and it was cool. He is one interesting guy, but I don’t know why I missed him so much. Well, okay, I do. I could never be bored with him around, and he taught me everything my freshman year in drama: how to play the Crazy Ninja game, break into the roof, bite… yeah…

I should have gone to Sherry’s tonight… but watching Notting Hill was pretty fun I guess. Sometimes I wish I had a thing called a “Night Life;” Jessica and I are looking into buying one together pretty soon, once we get enough dancing clothes.

Now that I’ve covered all of that, it’s time to move on to my dilemma for the moment:
My schedule for Monday:
Layout 3:30-? (Haker: we only have one night to layout, Caitlin won’t be there, and you need to make it a priority!)
Alice in Wonderland Tryouts 3:30-5:00 (Andy: you need to be there for the whole time)

“I knew a girl at school called Pandora. Never got to see her box, though.”