my first thought--I WAS CRAZY.

my second thought--hahah, but I AM crazy. What's Changed?

my third thought-Huh. what has changed?

I am obviously a different person that the neurotic yet bubbly, cynical yet giggly, crazy crazy crazy emotional tenth grader. Yes, some (okay, all) of those adjectives still apply to me, but I am different. I am. For better or for worse.

I guess...

I'm more accustomed to setbacks. I don't really care too much anymore. Sr year has not only infected me with a mean case of senioritis, but vision for the clear light at the end of the tunnel. Bigger and Better and Brighter is on its way.

At the same time, I wish I hadn't angsted over EVERYTHING as I did. Not that I could really help that. but still.

It's been an interesting ride. Theatre or otherwise. As much as I miss the glory days of MCM and Charlie Brown and tight-knit theatre communities, It was fun while it lasted, and those perky little freshies and wide eyed middle schoolers will surely keep SMS theatre alive and thriving.

Measuring life in love at.4:59 PM