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Relaxation time.
Sometimes I feel like I live for nights spent this way, the only one awake [well except for dad but he doesn't count] in the quiet house with my music playing softly, rough drafts in front of me, poems in progress in other windows, a journal open in my lap. These aren't the night when I fall into brooding about crap - they're peaceful nights with peaceful writing to keep me sane. I produce my best ideas at nighttime. Perhaps they are not best written at this time, but I do enjoy coming up with them. But I made it to Friday, and now it's Saturday. Next week is tech week for The Boyfriend - we had three days to make the lighting and sound equipment perfect before the actual show. People are predicting rehearsals from 6 to go until 11:30 in some cases, which will mean I may end up being able to honestly claim I've been inside the high school at midnight. Oh boy. I can't WAIT. I really have mixed emotions about this musical. The subject of the show is utter crap. Most of the songs are semi-catchy but not great. The people stress me out in many cases, and make me quite glad to be a part of something through which I may know them in many other cases. My parents have taken up a strong residence on the "hate" side of things. Between costumage and gas and tickets it's apparently costing more than $300. Ugh. If they have any say, I won't be doing musical again. Oh well. I'll find something cheaper that they approve of me throwing myself into. Like writing. Writing's cheap. They really like that. Until I ask about nice summer programs. And then they seem to forget how to speak English. It all becomes grunting. Through this musical though I've been making and keeping friends fairly close - Chimelle, Christina, Kelsey, Chris (last initial F, not *the* Chris), Paul, Rob, Megan and Ricky a bit, Krystal distantly, and a few other people. I like that. I like that a lot. I've got a ton of college mail. I like that a lot, too. College sounds so exciting. I don't know what I'll do with myself. There seems to be so *much* freedom. But I've decided I'm not going to worry about anything this weekend. I'm doing some laid-back science and English studying tomorrow (/today), probably via flashcards and/or mapping, and I'm also taking a bubble bath and using this funky spa moisturizer on my hair. Yay! Relaxation is good before the sleepless week from hell, yessss. Time for bed. -Adrienne
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