Boy-o, boy-o it's been a long week. Rehearsals, books I still haven't read or listened to even, PSATs, etc. Here's the week in no particular order.

The Wednesday before last. We were all just sitting around and said, 'Hey! Let's make a book club!' And lo, there was a book club. So we're reading two books for that, and I still haven't started either of them. There's Johnathon Livingston Seagull and Fahrenheit 451.

I could probably just read Seagull, but I haven't even had a chance to do that. I turned around for a moment and life sucker-punched me. It's my own fault, but still.

Oh, I went to MCC the other day to talk to Donna Burke about taking classes part-time next spring. I'm sort of looking forward to it, but I've reconsidered taking their theatre program now on the advice of more than one actor with the Off-Monroe Players. Apparently their music program is fine, but their theatre program sucks. Oh well. They all suggested Nazareth too, as well as a few other community colleges.

I am going to take a GED after all, I need it for financial aid. (I finally looked into it, just like I said) On a semi-related note, I took a practice SAT today. I'll have the results Saturday. I doubt I flunked anything, but I very much doubt that I did terribly well on anything. I might have done well on the English portion, including the essay, but the time ran out on me twice. (The other two or three times I was done on schedule) Math, on the other hand, butchered me, but I expected that. It didn't butcher me actually, but I hadn't prepared or anything for it. I haven't done any of this for ages... What of it I learned, I learned and then moved on, and the rest I was putting off. Time to get to it, eh! I'll let y'all know how I did when I know myself.

Last Wednesday we had rehearsal for G&S Christmas Carol, and I attended even though I was dreadfully ill. I do believe very much that he was kidding, but when I was taking a little theatre class our director always said that if you miss a rehearsal, you'd best be attending a funeral and it had best be your own. I think that was either a joke or terribly short-sighted, and he's a fairly wise man so I lean heavily toward joke. Moving on, that night we were blocking my first scene, and I sequentially forgot every single thing I knew about acting well. Didn't face entirely forward, spoke too fast, I even upstaged Scrooge at one point. I don't know if I was nervous or what, but I need to fix it either way.

Ironically, I have the opposite problem with my song. I'm dragging it out! :P No one noticed though except one guy, (besides myself) and he just told me I should work on it, so.

I wrote everything I forgot down on little index cards, which I had stuffed into the back of my script for taking notes on blocking and recording my cues and such, so maybe I'll remember it in future with relative ease.

Tomorrow I'm going to listen to the third book I have to listen to all day, Evolution, me, and other freaks of nature. This is for a single program at the Penfield Public Library, and participating in this program means that I can have all late fees removed from my card. While I'll still have to replace the CD my brother broke, who the heck cares? :P