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Fuzzy I saw my last play of the summer tonight, The School for Wives by Moliére. It was wonderful; really cartoony and funny. The actors are amazing, especially the lead, who was also the lead in Much Ado, and I didn’t realize this before I saw it, but the whole thing is in rhyme. I have also officially fallen in love with one of the actors. His name shall remain Fuzzy, because of his polar fleece jacket in Much Ado About Nothing. As I told Sammie, he's like a mix between Shawn from Boy Meets World, Macaulay Culkin, and this guy. (No, not the guy with the Bush mask, scroll up.) Oh so cute, and the biggest smile I've ever seen. I have to stay afterward and meet him, if he’s in The Tempest. I’m crossing my fingers. AND we ordered coffee from the same adorable guy. Blatantly an aspiring actor. He sashayed off to get our drinks and we spotted, dare I say, a pointed foot? Huzzah, the boy’s a dancer as well! “Two mocha caps!”This? Is my heart. *Flutter.* Oh, and I got the coolest shirt. "Something wicked this way comes..." Cackle. Crickets, blank stares. Shut up! I AM NOT a loser! Really, I'm proud of myself. I managed to do at least six interesting things this summer. Look at me, I'm so cultural! Not that I deserve any credit in actually getting myself to any of these places, not in the least. But let's just keep that part a secret, and say that it was all my idea. Hey, I'm the one who did the begging, in regards to the White Stripes concert. Right? I'm sad that my legs are still sore from jogging over to the school to see the band practice. That was Tuesday night. A lot of good those weekly dance classes have been doing. I was out of breath for an embarrassingly long time. I was a fugitive, though! I didn't tell my dad where I was going. Grr, I'm a rebel. I'll be 15 tomorrow. Tomorrow. 15. Jebuslug...I'll be 15 tomorrow. Whoa. That means my diary is over a year old. Happy belated birthday, diary. This place needs a dictionary. 2003-07-31 @ 2:18 a.m. |