Do you know what really annoys me? And saying this will probably anger
ladyshrew, but, I kind of miss homework. When I come home from work, I feel like there is absolutely nothing to do (when there is important things like cleaning and laundry) and so I'm like, this is boring. I guess I just feel like I should really be doing something, instead of reading a book or crocheting. And maybe I should.
But, I did learn that since I'm going to be concentrating in archival management, I have to take a 50 hour internship for one class and a 60 hour internship in another. I wish I could count my internship at the James Monroe Museum. To bad that happened three years ago.
I was up early for early church so now I'm quite tired. I also had practice for hours tonight because people can't get anything right. If I'm going to be dressing the stage for a crowd scene, I am going to do it right, and I refuse to follow everyone else when they crowd up in a little bunch leaving half of the stage empty. Well, at least Betty would have had our head for doing that in "The Nutcracker". Maybe it doesn't matter here. Old habits die hard, though.
My papa isn't doing well at all. Before I could stop myself, I bluntly told my mom (it's her dad) that they say people tend to die around their birthdays. I tried to fix my error by saying that I don't know if it is true or not. His birthday is on the 26th. Mom's is tomorrow. Nana is at her wits end, though.
But, I did learn that since I'm going to be concentrating in archival management, I have to take a 50 hour internship for one class and a 60 hour internship in another. I wish I could count my internship at the James Monroe Museum. To bad that happened three years ago.
I was up early for early church so now I'm quite tired. I also had practice for hours tonight because people can't get anything right. If I'm going to be dressing the stage for a crowd scene, I am going to do it right, and I refuse to follow everyone else when they crowd up in a little bunch leaving half of the stage empty. Well, at least Betty would have had our head for doing that in "The Nutcracker". Maybe it doesn't matter here. Old habits die hard, though.
My papa isn't doing well at all. Before I could stop myself, I bluntly told my mom (it's her dad) that they say people tend to die around their birthdays. I tried to fix my error by saying that I don't know if it is true or not. His birthday is on the 26th. Mom's is tomorrow. Nana is at her wits end, though.