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Mon, June 4
... When does the aging stop and the maturing begin?
For some reason, this weekend I cared about my nails. They look good right now, and that made me happy. Funny, hey? Small things, I suppose. *sigh*

I feel old, but then again, what else is new? I went out to Strathmore's grad on Saturday, and I got to see a lot of people that I hadn't seen since I graduated, which was very cool. Breanna and I were watching the ceremony, and we realized that everyone we acted with in drama has now graduated. Kyle, Kerry, Cara, Tyson, Shannon, Erin, Melanie, Jim, Cody... and the rest of us graduated last year. Na-na, Chuck, Larissa, Tara, Nathan, Lynn, me... Their final production is, I'm sure, still coming up, but once this year's over, they'll all be gone, and the drama "legacy" will carry over to another group that doesn't remember "Death," "Sneaky Fitch," Shylock's Porn Shop, "Dark of the Moon," Doc Birch, You Are My Sunshine, "Eating Out--the Death Clone," or any of that. It's so temporary. We thought we were the legends, the best thing to ever hit SHS drama, but of course, no one except maybe Miss Cummings will remember us in a year. Just like we don't remember who was there 2 years before us.

I survived the weekend, too. Yay me. And yay Kathy for hanging out with me so much. And now.... Who knows. I'll find out sooner or later; just not yet, I guess.

I went to the doctor today, finally. And, of course, I got no answers. Just a "go get an ultrasound and bloodwork done," but of course, I can't get in for 3 weeks. Which is actually really short, and only because of a cancellation. Most places are booking into the middle of July. So I should count my blessings. However, when all I want to do is get to the bottom of this, I don't want to wait 3 weeks, I want to go in now. Patience is not my strong suit.

Oh yah--for any Rocky geeks out there, I talked to Sharon the other day, and she said a general hi, so if anyone's reading this, hi from Sharon. :o)

And as for the rest of my life, I don't feel like rambling on about that right now. I really would just like to go to bed, but I can't at the moment, because I have a class in 1 hour and 14 minutes, and it's their second last class before production. Yay for them :o)

Alright, that's enough of that for today. Sweet dreams.
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posted at 5:46 p.m.