Last night, I didn’t get home until 10 o’clock since first I had a choir concert at a local library, and then I went to my school’s production of Tartuffe and the Pedanta. My friends are so talented. I have certain feelings towards the production, mainly I longed to be in the show so I hated missing out! I chose to do junior jazz and therefore sold my soul to my lovely choir teacher so I was out of luck. The show went great and I laughed and laughed. So did the lady behind me, but I’m sure she’s a nice person so I’ll leave my complaint at that.
Scary picture huh?*
Google images is bringing up some radical images so I’ll leave it there.
Oh that laugh…