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Wednesday, November 17, 2004
"Dude, what's that in your bag?"
Today, I brought in a large bottle filled with water. Originally, the bottle had been filled with Green Tea. Apparently, though, the bottle was just about the same size and shape of a bottle of vodka, or tequila; it looked like a bottle of some sort of strong alcohol.
So, naturally, I get the jocks and the popular people all riled up. "Dude, did you bring vodka to school?"
"Hey wait, is that a bottle of...?"
"Dude! Did you-!"
Gah. Stupid, stupid people. It's WATER!!!!!! *mutter* *mutter*
I kept it in my locker all throughout the school day along with my spare clothes for set construction/play practice tonight.
As soon as I took it out, and was walking around with it, people once again gave me queer looks and asked me about the bottle. v_v;;
Fortunately, none of my teachers questioned me about it. =p I would have liked to have them tried it, just because I enjoy getting myself into and out of situations like that. It's intellectually stimulating, or something. Or maybe it's some sort of "control" complex that I have. Being able to angle the situation into proving my innocence, or something.
Yeah, just admit that I'm weird in the head. x_O
Tech had a very productive afternoon/evening, simply because we had to. Tonight was the dress rehearsal, and everything had to be done. Tensions were high, emotions were flaring, and I was rolling around in a wheelchair watching in all unfold. >>
I've become very attached to our wheelchair lately. I find that when I buckle myself in, I am actually quite a bit more mobile. ^-^ I can still accomplish a fair amount of tasks, such as moving paint around and picking up trash. And, uh, yeah. I'm good at delivering messages to people.
It's so fun! :p
Nobody else, of course, is allowed to touch the wheelchair. They're not responsible enough. Only I am responsible enough... *shifty glance*
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Preciousssss.....
Aaaannnnnnnyyyyywwwwwaaaaayyyyyssss......dress rehearsal was fairly bad. Pregnant pauses everywhere, lines rearranged and forgotten. Just...ergh. Bad. We did manage to figure out what props, etc. were missing and/or where would be the best place for them during the show.
Also, I'm going to be working backstage at the show tomorrow morning, so I get to miss all of my classes! Yaaaaay! No homework due tomorrow! ^_____^
Big relief. >.>
Aye! I ought to still be off to bed, though. Wish us luck with the play. Or rather, wish that we break our legs or.....whatever. Wish that we do well. =p
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