So, I know I haven’t written in a really long time. I think this hiatus was even longer than the gap between the hiatus on my old blog, to the creation of this one. Last night was a mandatory play practice, and even though we still only went for the normal time, it felt super long! We’re starting Hell week/month, and everyone is starting to feel the pressure. I still don’t know how telephone hour is going to work, since we can’t see through the flats, and they won’t have wheels where they will stay upright, we have to hold them, and not run into anyone is asking for a little much, but I’m sure it will eventually work itself out, but I don’t know if they’re hope for the singing….
   I have bought my ticket for Spring Formal, E. is going with M. and I’m going Stag, because Bridget never got back to me, but its going to be soo much fun! I just wish more people were coming! Plus, I have the article for the Formal so I actually need to get on that interview! * walks away and looks up CAB’s phone number.* *comes back frustrated!* Of course, they wouldn’t answer! I hate it when people don’t answer the phone! It drives me insane. I don’t understand the point of having a cell phone, paying an exorbitant amount of money to keep it open and usable, and to have all these cool apps and all this other nonsense that you don’t really have to have on a freaking Cell phone! and then you don’t even answer it! What the hell?!
  So, I’ve decided to give up on having a functial and working relationship! I have just given up. I have no more energy left, I have decided to put all my effort into my crafts and schoolwork, and finding a job. I’m good on the subject of boys, all the ones’ I meet never have my best interest at heart and I am so tired of being caught in jacked up relationships. So, my sister has come over, and its a hilarious thing. Apparently, she thought I was one of those stereotypical college girls, that go pledge at a completely superficial sorority and goes clubbing and partying and knows everybody. I kind of feel bad for disappointing her, but I wonder where she got this idea. I mean I told her that i didn’t party, I mean she asked what I was doing this weekend, and I told her that I was going to the N.E.K.O. meeting and then, the M.G.L meeting. I mean, it;s pretty standard for my life, and best believe those acronyms don’t stand for New Extremely Kick-ass Occasion or Mega Girls Lit up meeting. Which are really fucked acronyms for crazy party names that I totally made up on the fly. You should appraise my quick thinking.
  So, I’m now in an open relationship with a history major, we’re having a movie marathon on Tuesday, because we have the same last class and we’re taking it slow, I’m so tired of being walked over, that I laid down and extremely easy escape clause for the both of us. So we’ll see what happens….

P.S. Thinking of having Minaj hair for Formal! Tell me what you think!

Respectfully yours,

Dueces,

Strawb3rri3