Well, the last two posts I have done got deleted somehow.
Who cares?
Not a single person.
Meh.

I've been feeling kind of blah lately. To the point where I don't want to blog.
I don't want to do anything, really.
Today started out great.
While walking into Alvirne with Chris, he asked if we were talking about the quiz we were supposed to have.
Our teacher is pretty good at saying we are going to have a quiz, then not giving us the quiz for, say, a month.
So we were talking about whether or not it was actually going to happen.
I said "It is Ms. Craig. So, we will probably not have it. We will probably do kennel."
We ended up doing kennel.
Which was fun.
I sometimes like doing kennel.
Because I like animals.
And even if it is just cleaning up their cages, I like doing it. Experience.
So that was fun.
Then I started thinking.
ot really about anything in particular.
Just.... thinking.
About what will only be known as 'the event.'
I don't really have anything to say about the event.
Just that it was an event. And it happened.
And that is really all I have to say about that.
I mean, really.
I don't have anything to comment on the event.
It happened. Then it ended.
And that is it.
But sometiems I think about it.

I started thinking about how little people actually need me.
And I mean need need me.
Like, with the drama club.
I am stage manager and I do all of the little things.
That make the show big.
I build the set, lights, curtain, call out lines, make sure people are where they need to be, etc.
Every rehersal. (I have missed one.)
I let everyone know where they need to be.
Everything.
But I never get a single thank you.
Never told anything.
Tonight at four, we are having the leads come in to do act 2.
And I quote: "Just leads."
Just leads.
And Spencer.

I was tempted not to go.
They don't need me. Why bother?
So I told Devon about it. He offered to swing by and pick me up after school.
I told him I can't.
I'm working in the shop. (Building sets for the show.)
I am too busy working on the show to be mad at the show.

Everything hurts.
Everything sucks.

And my techies keep bailing.

Heres for tomorrow.