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HEY. It’s been forevz.  I’m sorry for any withdrawal/depressive pining I have caused. 

Life has been CONSUMED by the play, which for better or worse is now 11 days away.  I’m sort of excited, but mostly terrified.  CATH is coming for the weekend of Sween which is exciting.  She’ll be here next Friday and I think I’m bringing her to SCHOOL!  Is this a good idea?  Discuss.  Originally I thought it might be seen as a little strange if I just bring some random girl to tag along with me at school, but then I thought about it and decided that (a) Cathe is the shit and isn’t that random, (b) I’m a senior and I don’t care how things seem anymore, (c) who would care anyway? (d) I can’t leave my bffaeae to chill with the homeschoolers while I’m at school all day.  So I think I’ll bring her.  But what is the protocol with bringing someone to school?  Do I have to make up some kind of story about her potentially transferring and wanting to shadow me, or her being some kind of school researcher or something, or can she just come?  I should investigate I guess.

Senior Banq was on Thursday.  On a scale from 1 to fun, it was above a one.

In other news, I had the ACHIEVMENT OF MY LIFE LAST NIGHT:

I got 100% playing Bang Camaro’s Pleasure(Pleasure) on the guitar on Medium on Rock Band!!!!!!!!!!! (yeah…Valentine’s day was clearly a romantic milestone for me)  But like, 100%?!?!?!?! A 503 note streak?!?!?!?! Am I awesome or am I AWESOME?!  But where to go from here??  Because I have TRIED upgrading to Hard, and it’s fucking impossible.  That orange button is just out of the question for me unless I grow some kind of a sixth finger.  So I’m not really sure how my Rock Band career is going to proceed from this point, but I’ll keep you posted.

Other than rocking my own world, V-Day was pretty grueling with a 9-5 play practice, and then babysitting for the Irish nabes.  Normally I love babysitting for the Irish neighbors because they pay me more than Panera does all month in like one night, and the kids are generally fun to look after, and occasionally Uncle Martin is hanging around.  But the mom just had another baby, who is like two weeks old and who I figured she would BRING with her to dinner while I babysat, but instead she left the NEWBORN INFANT BREAKABLE TINY CHILD with me.  So I was on intense BabyWatch all night and didn’t really have any fun, although the monetary compensation was obviously worth it.  It was so sweet though, to take care of that tiny little child.  I got to hold her and feed her her bottle and stuff it was adooooorable. :]

Tomorrow is some kind of accepted students open house at West Chester.  I’m like concerned, sort of, that I’ll go and realize that I don’t actually want to go there.  But it could be cool I guess.

Anyway, I know that after a dry spell like that I should probably have some knock-you-unconsciously fascinating post full of exciting news, but I really don’t have anything else to sayyy so I’m going to wrap this up.  I will close with a SUPER old poem of mine that I found while cleaning my room today.  It’s pretty terrible but I thought it was humorous.

Scones Alone
by j. coppa

I’d think it awfully lovely
If you could come by for tea,
It’d be nothing but my sun-draped lawn
The Earl Grey, you, and me.

We’d forget about the dismal grind
Of school and class and halls
It would all dissolve away
The moment you came to call.

We’d discuss our favorite books
And philosophize on life
I’d pass to you the cherry scones
And dainty butter knife

If I was feeling bold
Perhaps I’d signal with my fan
That your company was lovely
And I’d like to hold your hand.

We’d sit there side by side
On my porch swing in the shade
The sun would sink to rosy dusk
But you’d be glad you stayed….

But you will never come for tea
Your coach would not be pleased
And I will never speak to you
With eloquence and ease

We’ll never sit together
On my porch swing in the shade
And if I asked, you’d probably say
You’ve never played croquet.

So here I am, my sun-draped lawn
–a lovely place to be,
But it’s looking like the guest list is
The Early Grey and, well….me.