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Friday, November 19, 2004


   I now have a new-found respect for teachers of any status.
Why? Because leading improv is exactly the same as teaching it. A hassel. I mean, I can control them...for like two seconds. Yesterday's drama club was utter chaos. I had to shout to be heard. When I came home I was dead tired, my voice was hoarse, and I was so pissed at everyone that I was in such a bad mood, it wasn't even funny. But the worst part of it is that the most dissruptive people just happen to be some of my friends. *cough cough*G-chan*cough*Nny*cough cough*Dylan and Shenell*cough cough* Gawd, I can't stand it. Sure, I can understand that G-chan and Nny are going out, but seriously, can't they just shut up for the few seconds it takes me to explain and organize everyone? I mean, you can't play the game if you don't know the rules. *sigh* I don't know if I can keep doing this. Heaven knows, I may sprout gray hairs before I hit eighteen...
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