I could fall over right now and be perfectly happy. No, really, I could just kind of lay there, staring at the ceiling, enjoying the rest. Oh, gosh, that would be awesome. Impossible, but awesome. Because, the way humans seem to work, we can't just lay there when we fall over. No time to stop, rest your head on the pavement, and reorganize your mind...you've gotta jump back up and run yourself ragged, till you're at the point where you can't do anything. Can't fall, or keep running. You're in LIMBO.
Play practice was, in a word, ugh. Just the fact that Hub was like, "It's all YOUR fault it took 4 hours to do this." And you know, I'm usually rather optimistic about things. Positive, happy-esque. But really, most of us were attempting to do it right, but she put too much choreography in a very fast song, and had issues reading her notes, it was not all us. We spent a whole lot of time just standing there, waiting for her. So yeah, it was all our talking faults. And I was angry for Kate. Ugh. I did have roughly 15 minutes that were quite good, talking to Zach about the things that be.
Now, I'm still the normal Sarah, I'm just feeling the pressure right now. With class registration, and having not filled out my Career Center, and the musical, and NCSSM, and tutoring, and Youth and Govt. and church, and papers, and bills, and friends, and ugh. Word of the day folks, ugh.
