Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

I landed in Boo York City two days ago, but all of my time has been eaten up with rehearsing and helping to set up the stage. Mssr. DuBoo, our director, is the most temperamental ghost I've ever laid eye on, and he insists that everything looks terrible. Maybe it would be smoother if he didn't rewrite every page of the script after we had it memorized!

The rest of my time has been filled with anxiety about seeing dear Drakie again. It's been nearly two years since we last saw each other, and although we've e-mauled a bit, I've been so caught up in real unlife that I haven't been as attentive as I should be. My stomachs are doing backflips, and it reminds me of how I felt when I first decided to leave Avalon Academy to attend the Carnagegie Mellon Academy of Theatrics. I was so worried about telling Drakie that I was leaving for another school, and when I finally broke down on the last day and told her, she informed me she was going away to a new school in Uhhmerica anyways! Turns out we were both having the same anxiety. It was all right then and I'm sure it's all right now.

I'm leaving right now to pick up Drakie and her friends at the Scareport. I'm going to show them as good a day as I can before having to go back to rehearseals. I know this trip is for the play and not a howliday, but after reading through DuBoo's play I get a feeling I'd learn more being as far away from him as possible.