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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Paper faces on parade - Sunday, Sept. 18, 2005
You can give me anything - Sunday, Sept. 18, 2005
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Mon, Feb. 3
... Sorry seems to be the hardest word
Sigh. It just ate my entry. Again. You'd think I'd learn to copy the entry. I tried, but alas, I was too late.

It was a good entry, too, all about my Movement exercise today, "Our Town" rehearsal, and the exercise I did in Acting. Yeah. But it'll have to wait until later now.

Grrr.

One year ago today: Dun dun DUN... I find out about the trip on Tuesday. As I get more nervous and more excited, and try to convince myself more and more that I'm not really going to make it; that someone else will be better than I will be, or whatever. When I think about it rationally, though, I think I have a pretty good chance. But on Tuesday, during lunch, they're calling us each up to 260 individually, and telling us whether or not we made it, and why. That's nice... it's better than them just posting some random list of names. At least this way, we'll know.
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posted at 11:40 p.m.