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  <title>Life is a highway, I wanna ride it...</title>
  <subtitle>all night long...</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:katymast:4229</id>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-07-13T15:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T19:51:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T19:51:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thank God for college.  I just had orientation, which was more than fabulous.  I was slightly apprehensive at first, just because, no one from RHS was at this orientation, and I was completely out of my comfort zone.  But I checked in, found my room, and my roomate, Katie was already there.  She was so great, and it was nice to have a familiar face around during the day.  The more I was there the more I realized just how perfect Loyola is for me.  The people are so nice, campus is gorgeous, small enough, good Communications program-perfection.  In the process, I met some really awesome people, some from my group, some just walking, and it felt just--right.  At night, Katie and I played the LoCo (yeah, I know, really lame nick-name for the school) and our team kicked ass.  Walking back we met some more cool guys, and then got to know our third roomate-Andrea.  We all just chilled and hung out, and made me realize just how excited I am for college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were awoken at 6:30 the next morning by air-horns and insane knocking on the door.  Not exactly my favorite wake up call, but the day went well, and before I knew it, it was time to head back, and I found myself being Loyola-sick, like everyone said I'd eventually be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to hang out with Nicholas last night, which was great because I hadn't seen him in a week.  Sometimes I just miss him so much, but then I remeber that we're not going to school together, and that we'll need to start getting used to not seeing each other.  I already know how hard that will be, but Villanova's not that far away, and I know that we'll both make lots of friends.  Anyway, thats my college spiel...talk to ya later.</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-07-05T19:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-06T00:04:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-06T00:04:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had implants today...teeth, not breast, and I am not happy about it.  I've swolen so much that I look like a "who" from Dr. Seuss's "How the Grinch Stole Christmas".  They didn't give me any percaset, or vicadin or anything, just anti-inflamatory and antibotics...horray.  I did however get a venti mocha frappuchino today...brought me right back to last summer when I got my wisdom teeth out.  In thory, this will not be as bad, I am skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, it is fantastic that it's summer.  I love warm weather, and late nights, frizzy-curly hair, and wearing 6 year old tshirts with soffee shorts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:katymast:3600</id>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-07-04T15:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-04T19:59:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-04T19:59:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It seems like such a daunting task to try and recount the last two weeks of my life.  Nevertheless, I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping was awesome.  Who ever decided that letting 4 teenage girls run around Rhode Island for three days alone was ok...was seriously wrong.  We had so much fun in Watch Hill and trying to salvage our tent.  Wal-Mart runs and late night chats reminded me how much I am going to miss not only Rach, Shae, Emily...but everyone so so so much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back on Thursday, and I proceeded to wash the walls in my kitchen.  My graduation party was on Saturday, so I spent all Friday cleaning, and re-cleaning.  Saturday was insanely hot, but seeing everyone I care about together was another centimental feeling.  I got my new laptop, and digital camera, so I was happy as a clam.  My parents worked so hard, and I really appreciated everything that they did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday=leaving RHS forever.  I always imagined my graudation day, cap and gown, tassle, family all around.  My invision of graduation seemed to coinside with what actually occured, with the excpetion of the 97 degree heat.  I got all teary eyed a couple of times, but I actually started crying when after the ceremony I went up to DDG, and she gave me a hug and said "I am so very proud of all your work, I know that you will be sucessful in everything that you do".  That woman has been so influential in my life, and the fact that I won't get to see her all the time, is weird.  She is so incredible, so anyone who ever gets the chance to have her, switch into her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After graduation we went home and had dinner at the Cobbs Mill Inn, which was lovely.  Post Grad quickly followed, which was AMAZING.  I thought it would be like every other RHS event, fun, but kinda lame.  Everyone went so all out it was insane...the money box, obstacle course, jeopardy, and the whole thing just rocked.  Congrats to my cool friends who won things, and to my Kathryn who gave me the Honora watch I wanted to badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, and did NOT go to sleep.  Showered and such, and then went to the First Conregational Church for the start of the HOME trip.  I really can't explain this trip as accurately as I would like to, simply because if you haven't been, you don't know.  I feel so passionately not only about the trip itself, but the people we serve up in Orland, Maine.  We are part of their lifeline, and working with and for them is an experience I will always carry with me.  To my tentmates, friends, and anyone else I encountered this year, thank you.  If you couldn't tell by my bonfire talk, I love everything about HOME, and you most certainly played a part in that.  If you want to know anymore about the trip, like if you want to come...get in contact with either me, Rachel, or Shae and we can direct you to the right people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, Shae, Jess, and Trina--you know how much you mean to me, thank you for sharing another awesome trip with me.  Being the senior girls and finally "getting in" with some people was fantastic, and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, that was kinda sappy, but, so is my life.  Drove home from HOME, showered, then Fireworks.  Fun times, but kinda chilly.  I love everything about summer, and I'm so happy to be able to share it with all of you.</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-20T18:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T22:41:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T22:41:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Camping tomorrow.  What the hell am I getting myself into?  The food we purchased today will most certainly carry us over...espically the BBQ chips.  Anyone who has some well wishes for me, and my comrades (Shae, Rachel and Emily), please leave them here, and we will cherish them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.....CAMPING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-18T17:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-18T21:32:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-18T21:32:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I completely forgot how every single one of my sophomore year crushes were present...&lt;br /&gt;-Spencer FUCKING Lowe&lt;br /&gt;-RCRC&lt;br /&gt;-Grant Sutter&lt;br /&gt;-Matt Versus&lt;br /&gt;-Matt Pamby&lt;br /&gt;-and of course...Peter Prial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later kids</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:katymast:2877</id>
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    <title>BALLS!</title>
    <published>2005-06-18T21:22:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-18T21:22:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The last 36+ hours have been some of the greatest/most chaotic/tearful/awesome hours of my life.  Let us recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School on Friday...so so so so so sad.  I had stayed up until 1 am trying to finish grading, and averaging, but I was only halfway done.  Ms. Gately helped me finish during 4th and 5th.  Then at the end of the day we were supposed to go out for recorce (recess), when Ms. Gately told Liza and me to go do some random thing with Ms. Doyon.  We went, and when we came back the kids all surprised us with cake and cheering, and chocolate and presents.  I cried.  A lot.  Ms. Jackson wrote us a poem, and in all honesty, I just wanted to stay and teach them forever.  But times change, and I needed to go.  R4L was about to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin, words cannot accurately represent R4L this year.  From the moment I drove down to the tent area (being yelled at by the STAFF and then running over a frisbee (OOPS, FRISBEE!), to the Balls fiasco of 5:45, I had an incredible time. Highlights include...&lt;br /&gt;-Gang signs&lt;br /&gt;-Team Awesome going nuts at Sarah's speech&lt;br /&gt;-Buying the rediculiously cheap bags before anyone noticed&lt;br /&gt;-Rudy...the man with great legs...&lt;br /&gt;-Avoiding the rain at all costs&lt;br /&gt;-Grillin' like a villian&lt;br /&gt;-Lumanaria ceremony--I heart my girls&lt;br /&gt;-Dancing/being nuts on the track&lt;br /&gt;-Team Awesome balloon&lt;br /&gt;-Doubleshots (MY SAVIOR)&lt;br /&gt;-Telling the boys their Lightsabers (spelling?!) were lame&lt;br /&gt;-Stealing said lightsabers and using them for Harry Potter mayhem&lt;br /&gt;-Playing random "places" games whilst walking&lt;br /&gt;-"If you jump into that kiddy pool of ice and drinks, I'll buy you $100 worth of porn."&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel's bathroom expeditions&lt;br /&gt;-Stuffing a billion people into the tent&lt;br /&gt;-Walking at all hours of the night&lt;br /&gt;-Falling asleep at the table&lt;br /&gt;-Tom's face...no words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who made this night/morning, so memorable.  Reunion next year!!</content>
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    <title>Fun game...</title>
    <published>2005-06-16T02:26:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-16T02:26:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I stole this from someone.  Because I'm cool and rediculiously bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shae&lt;br /&gt;2. Rachel&lt;br /&gt;3. Jim&lt;br /&gt;4. Rajeev&lt;br /&gt;5. Emily&lt;br /&gt;6. Nick&lt;br /&gt;7. Kathryn&lt;br /&gt;8. Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;9. Peter&lt;br /&gt;10. Nick Nelson&lt;br /&gt;11. Dan&lt;br /&gt;12. Steph&lt;br /&gt;13. Dana&lt;br /&gt;14. John&lt;br /&gt;15. Chelsey&lt;br /&gt;16. Maggie&lt;br /&gt;17. Sarah&lt;br /&gt;18. Blake&lt;br /&gt;19. Tom&lt;br /&gt;20. Pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #8 going out with? Blake.&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a boy or a girl? He's a boy, as far as I know.&lt;br /&gt;Would #11 and #2 make a cute couple? Well, they both like the theatre, and are smart, but considering one's taken and the other is gay, I think not.&lt;br /&gt;How about #18 and #4? Well, Rajeev and Blake...tempting....&lt;br /&gt;What grade is #17 in? She is in 12th, but only for another 10 days or so.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to #12? We talked in a few LJ comments, and I saw her in school on Monday&lt;br /&gt; What is #6's favorite band? Um...I should know this...Weezer.  Or Coldplay, because he's mad that he's not going.  Sorry baby.&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any siblings? Nope...but we're like sisters...&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #3? I love Jim Ritter!.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #7? Well, Kathryn and I did date.  I was her boyfriend, and I walked her to class.  And I heart her.&lt;br /&gt;Is #16 single? Nope, taken.&lt;br /&gt;What's #15's last name? Gibson&lt;br /&gt;What's #10's middle name? ASHBY...I didn't cheat i swear.&lt;br /&gt;What's #5's favorite thing to do? Watch Harry Potter!! Or read it...&lt;br /&gt;Is #13 hot? The hottest ever.&lt;br /&gt;Would #14 and #19 make a good couple? Yes, espically when playing man-hunt late at night...&lt;br /&gt;What school does #20 go to? Ridgefield High School, but soon Tufts University...GOOOOO JUMBOS!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a random fact about #11? He's gay, and I love him.&lt;br /&gt;And #1: She loves sleeping next to me in tent G-07 on the HOME trip!&lt;br /&gt;And #3: I had a crush on him freshmen year.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on #15? Yes, I love Chelsey.&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9 live? Right near Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;What's #4's favorite color? Purple...for Northwestern&lt;br /&gt;Would you makeout with #14? Oh yes, I love the John Swan.&lt;br /&gt;Are #5 &amp; #6 best friends? Not best friends, but they friends.&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #20? Who doesnt like Pat Wilson?&lt;br /&gt;Does #8 like #19? We're all tight.&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #2? Um..technically sixth grade, where I aparently I wore a yellow headband.  But we got close in seventh...&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #18? Had such a crush on him in the 5th grade&lt;br /&gt;Does #10 have any pets? A dog named Shelby (again, no cheating)&lt;br /&gt;Is #12 older than you? Nope, she's a youngin'&lt;br /&gt;Is # 17 the sexiest person alive, or what? Sarah is so sexy, it scares me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends!!!! Yay...2 more days of school!!!</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-14T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-15T00:32:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-15T00:32:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Only 3 more days of internships.  Kinda bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to kill the kids today.  None of the teachers were there, all subs, besides Liza and me...so we were in charge.  Which is frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wish I had something cooler to say...but, OH YEAH...R4L on Friday will be so insane, I thoroughly cannot wait.  Team Awesome will prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's no more school...and we're going camping next week (which I'm still slightly skeptical about, solely because I'm like nature retarted).  I love summer, but I could do without this horrendous heat and this bug bites everywhere!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the last days everyone!</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-11T11:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-11T16:06:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-11T16:06:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I snatched myself a good slave who loves housework and painting my toenails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slave Auction went very well, the kids seemed to really get the whole point--which made my day.  With the exception of a slave rebellion period 6 (Kelsey thought it was her duty to escape to the girls' bathroom, Mikko chased her in there), everything ran very smoothly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone seen the movie I &amp;lt;3 Huckabees?  I attempted to watch it yesterday with Nicholas, and I failed to grasp the whole underlining theme.  I blame all incoherance to the fact that I spent 7 hours a day with 13 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's clambake was a huge success.  Despite the fact that I am not a fan of seafood, I learned that I enjoy muscles...and that I love my friends...and summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nick and I did our married thing...we scrapbooked...it was so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today includes John's part-ay...and the Hot Shoes recital!!!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&amp;gt;Rachel and Shae, if you read this pre-show...I love you more than anything...break a leg tonight!!&amp;lt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous weekend everyone!!!</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-09T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-10T01:53:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-10T01:53:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow--so tomorrow I'm selling young children into bondage...anyone want to come and watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm running a fake slave auction so that my students can understand what exactly went on back then.  Today I taught...all four classes...and it was such a rush.  Almost like theatre...but not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the doctor...and got a shot, and a finger prick, and my TB test.  They all hurt.  A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior banquet was fun, minus the assholes in our grade being, assholes.  I heart you Elizabeth.  Yearbooks are fawesome...and it's kinda setting in that, I'm leaving soon.  Like in less than 3 months...God, I am not ready, not at all.</content>
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    <title>Oh those seventh graders...</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T19:44:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-08T19:44:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Firedrill during first period today...brought me right back to the good ol' days at RHS last year.  You know, 12 degrees outside, snowing, standing in the faculty parking lot for over an hour.  Yeah, I missed that.  Today it was the opposite, it was already about 75 degrees, and humid.  We were only out there for about 30 mins, enough to shave a good chunk off of Activity period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Ms. Jackson.  Today I was talking to her about yearbooks during class, when all of a sudden, she dissappeared.  And I go back to grading the tests I just administered, and I turn around, and all the kids were gone.  I look over to her desk where they are all huddled around her, looking at MY SEVENTH GRADE YEAR BOOK PICTURE.  Quite possibly the most embarassing thing of life.  So I grab the book, but Jill Watkins managed to take it back, as she ran down the hallway yelling, "you can't catch me!", I yelled "I'm going to fail you!"  We laughed until Sra. Hackett came out and yelled at me.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after Liza and I broke into Mrs. Rodden's office.  See, the cafeteria doesn't open until 5th period, and since today was Activity today, 5th period was severely delayed.  We were quite hungry, and Ms. Gately informed us that Mrs. Rodden keeps animal crackers in her office.  Naturally we ran all the way up there.  But to our dismay, the lights were out, and the door was locked.  Even this could not deter us.  We stealthily picked the lock, and found the cookies...all in a SRMS interns' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Gaylord's routine never fails.  "Good morning Katy, you look very pretty today!"  This was followed up by "Katy, can I give you a hug?" To which I replied, "it's illegal for me to touch you Matthew, now get out of my face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie also asked me for a hug today.  What the hell?  I gave Dana Bistany a hug though, she's a girl, and I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg Newman brought in the 'America' book, he, Ms. Gately, and myself laughed all through out Resource.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving home today was wonderful.  Nicholas made me a Coldplay mix so I'm well prepared for the concert this summer.  I had all the windows down, music up, shades on, the wind whipping through my hair.  It was fabulous.  I think I'll go grade papers... unless anyone else has a good plan for my afternoon.</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-07T21:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T01:38:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-08T01:38:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Because everyone else is doing it...ie Loren and Amy...I'm all about the compliments...and I'm bored, so hit me up, and I'll make you feel like a million bucks</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-07T12:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T16:41:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-07T16:41:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night was weird.  Dad and I went to Stop and Shop and checked ourselves out with the computerized thing.  It yelled at us becaues we had more than 12 items, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found a dog running like 50 miles and hr down Farmingville.  Long story, some random guy tried to take credit for finding the dog.  Her name was Phoebe, and I wanted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is so hot.  I trekked over to RHS to give Ms. Cox a reciept from All in the Timing, and then I stayed around a played with the Theatre I kids.  I don't think they liked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I love seventh graders.  Matt Gaylord stuck his head out the window of his bus again this morning to say "Hello, Katy.  You look very pretty today!"  I can't tell if he actually has a crush on me, or if his friends make him do things on a dare.  Either way, I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this other kid, Jay DeYoung, has fallen head over heels.  He sits next to my desk every day and asks me random questions about the Civil War that I don't know so that we have to go over the tbe book cart together to find out the answer.  He does this about 10 times every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss RHS lunches, i miss Francis, the lunch ladies here are just not up to par.  It makes me sad.  I want to lay out in the sun today, before it gets grey like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my life is THAT interesting. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll take a Walmart run.</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-06T08:33:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I was reading the New York Times during writing lab today, and I flipped to the back of the arts section, where there was a page long add for Oprah's new book club.  Author of choice: Faulkner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt all over.</content>
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    <title>katymast @ 2005-06-06T07:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T11:28:55Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I just opened my refridgerator to get some breakfast and there was an Entemenns crumb cake sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd miss this show as much as I am...come 6 pm tonight, I'll probably be crying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in the Timing (most specifically Sure Thing) I miss you.</content>
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    <title>High School Theatre...</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T03:31:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well Nick Nelson told me to do this...so I did.  I've been wanting to for a long time, but I haven't have anything interesting to say--not that I do now, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that my high school theatre career is over...baffles me.  It honestly seems like yesterday that I was auditiong for Murder Takes the Veil the fall of my freshmen year.  I was so nervous.  Ms. Cox was (is) very scary, and all I wanted was to be on stage.  I was cast as an extra.  That didn't so much matter to me, I just loved being on stage.  I guess its addicting, as everyone says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really got any lead roles.  I understudied for the Prima Donna in The Bathroom Door my sophomore year, was the Queen of Hearts last fall.  For some reason, I was unphased.  I just adored being around rehearsals, I loved the excitement.  The butterflies I got in my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I found directing.  I honestly can't tell if I'm good at it or not, but there is no greater feeling than sitting in the audience, watching YOUR piece come to life, I get shivers everytime.  I feel so blessed to have been able to work wih such amazing actors.  With The Lesson, I always knew I could count on people to know where they were going, and what they needed to do.  Sure Thing was a breath of fresh air, having a 3 member cast, all of which I loved to death, was beyond me.  Working with freshmen was fabulous, because I get to watch them grow up, and Nick and McKenzie are so incredible, I have no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stay happy at the show and at the cast party, but I'm falling apart now.  I really hope that tomorrow goes well, scratch, I KNOW that things will go well tomorrow...as long as Dana doesn't slip Nick some tongue...</content>
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