In other news, because of ONE POINT (one grade) on my transcript, I can't graduate with honors. It's not even that I had a D or something; it's because I have the right grades in the wrong classes, or the wrong grades in the right classes. Not enough A's, basically. I needed just ONE teacher to show some mercy by moving my grade up one letter, and then I could graduate with honors and life would be great. But, alas, no teacher is willing to give me that help. SO I have to graduate in an ugly yellow robe instead of a white one. FML. That's, "fuck my life." And how.
Tonight is the opening performance of "Under Construction," our end of the year dance show. There are some really great numbers. I'm in a total of 5 dances, but the really cool stuff is all Dance III turf. It's hard to believe these girls are my age, and not world famous touring dancers or something.
Maybe it's just the onset of graduation, but I've taken to reminiscing about the "good ol' days" lately. I don't remember being so flustered or occupied or in charge and not in control of things.
My Summer looks busy. I am going to be doing Actor's Academy the first Monday after I graduate, and do that for 5 weeks. Then, about a month later, I'm going to visit my aunt, who lives in Hawaii. I visited once before, and it was amazing. I was looking at photos of that trip, and Jaysus Kreesto am I orange:
Now
Then
For the record, that's not my fuzzy purple vest.
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