Duhn da-da!! Spirit week!!

This week was spirit week at school. I made pitiful excuses on 80's day and food day (I wore my casual clothes both days). But on Wednesday, Superhero day, I became (within 3 minutes of last-minute costume cram time).. PANTSMAN!! Credit to Scott Ramsoonair of VG Cats fame! I got my picture taken, and I felt proud, and it was cool. Today, Thursday, was Twilight vs Harry Potter. The wizards OWNED the vampires. There were about 10 people in total who dressed up as Twilight characters. Me? I was the snitch. I dressed in all black and my snitch hat got stolen about once every five minutes. It was the single most annoying thing in the world.

But part of why I'm blogging today is to drown my sorrows and my destructive anger.

I did an audition for the Master Class drama at my school, and the day after, my teacher Mr. Beckett tells me I didn't do so hot.

I'd do almost ANYTHING to get into that class. I'd give up my bed and blankets. I'd do whatever it takes to be good at what I love. Because if I don't get into the class, I'd hate myself all year. But I will get in. I'll work twice, three times as hard as everyone else to keep up.

I'd do whatever it takes. I'm willing to sacrifice hours of my time to be better. I will be in the Master Class. Never will I EVER hear Mr. Beckett say no. That word is the bane of my existence. I will. I will.