yes, we play football...

...in skirts.

I disagree with the snow I saw in the air when I woke up this morning. Did the weather man know it was April 17th?? Apparently not.

In the Cemetery

Radio and the Golden Arches

Anna and I are involved with a history class again this year. We studied China during the opium wars in the first semester, and now we're gearing up to put on a full-length play on the subject at the end of this month. Mr. Tombs (our director) arranged for 6 of us students to be interviewed by a radio station just over the boarder in PA. I was one of them. It went well for the most part, I'm just glad it wasn't live! That kind of took the pressure off, but I still stumbled over my words while pretending to know what I was talking about. :/ Hopefully the final cut will be good. Ahhh!

Afterwords Mr. Tombs took us out to McDonalds for some fries and shakes. I kind of felt bad for the rest of the people eating there, we were rather loud.

Anna, Hannah, me, and Shea "enjoying" our shakes.

Now the craziness of play practice begins as we try to polish it up before we open!!!

"Every year I begin to think that there is nothing worth hope in this world, and every year spring comes - like music." -Cynthia Voigt