27/03/2002 - 9:20 p.m.

You'd say I'm putting you on but it's no joke

Last night was the show choir performance at the Civic Centre, which I attended. It was good (Roosevelt was the best), but I had a lot of homework to do before and after and I also thought that maybe something in the region of seven hours of sleep might be good for me. I'd like to try for it again tonight... heh heh.

I find it interesting the arguments that high schoolers will get into. I was reading a diary, and the diarist was extraordinarily upset about this note her friends had sent her. I kind of have to say, you're seventeen years old and when you're upset or dissapointed with each other you still have to write notes about it? She's writing a note back, of course. I would have thought that by this time, if you were going to address an issue with someone who claims to be your friend you might pick a mature way to do it, rather than the middle school way. But, I'm not them, and I am a little thankful that I don't spend all of my time alternately arguing with and claiming to love my friends. There's no reason to have friends you don't like.

I'm so tired recently. My mother apparently came up and talked to me last night. She claims I was awake and responding (semi-intelligently too). I have no memory of this. I don't think I'm that spacey all the time, but people shouldn't talk to me when I'm half asleep, I might be more asleep than you know.

We've almost got everything together for Charlie Brown. This has been such a good show, nobody hates anybody else, there's not much complaining... I am all around loving this tiny cast and crew thing.

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