He smelled so nice; like wood. *deep inhale; hacking cough*

Parent's night for IHSSA tonight. It actually went really, really well. My partners and I are doing a seen from Catholic School Girls, by Casey Kurtti, and it's a comedy, which I'm slightly uncomfortable with--I'm not the best comedic actor. I like drama a lot more. But I'm a nutty nun--about ninety years old, who talks to her first boyfriend (who was blown up in either the Spanish-American war or WWI--the play takes place in 1969, btw) and basically thinks he's there--I even get to make out with the air! Which is a lot further than I've ever gotten before. How lame is it that I've had more experience kissing air than kissing guys?

Ah, well. I'm not dwelling on my consistent singleness--it's not about to change anytime soon.

Finals are done! This is the one weekend a year I'm guaranteed no homework--now that I'm taking AP courses, I eve get it during the summer. *sigh* And it's wonderful. Nothing to do but clean my room and lay around. Whee!

So that's that.

nebulia out.