Runners Take Your Marks

Sunday is rapidly becoming my favorite day of the week, only because it stands out. I'm busy every day of the week with a hundred things to do, except Sunday. On Sunday I do nothing. The hilight of the day? I bought blank CDs. I also watched three movies: Spartan, The Verdict, and Vanilla Sky (I'm trying to catch up on all the movies I haven't watched thanks to musical).

It's finally here: real tech week. The last highschool tech week. Eerie. Three weeks from yesterday and my highschool musical career is over. Mixed emotions, of course. I like tech week beacuse you can really plug in to what you're doing. It's so rare in life that there's only one thing going on, but tech week is so time-consuming that it really is the only thing one can focus on. It's quite pleasant, for me at least. I don't have the luxury of worrying about other things so there's very little to think about. I'm such an un-focused person most of the time that it's nice to have one week out of the year with intense focus.

What to say? What to say? Interesting weekend. I didn't really do anything at musical on Saturday, except singing with Messmer for a few minutes. I don't mind not doing anything at musical. I like to walk around seeing what's going on, watching different people's styles of directing, observing everything coming together. I just pace back and forth between the auditorium and the dance studio to see who's doing what.

I don't know. Weekends don't really exist anymore. I vaguely remember the feeling of boredom, but it's been so long since I've felt it it's very hard to recall. Whenever I would'vebeen bored in the past I just sleep now. It works out rather nicely.

Too tired for philosophy or meaningful writing so I'm off to bed.