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I am very excited because a certain event is taking place next Monday...It's my 17th birthday! I'm sooo excited! It seems weird for me to be saying, "I'm going to be 17 on Monday." Or even more weird will be Monday when I can officially say, "I'm 17"...17. It seems like such an old number. I mean just think about it, I can go to R rated movies by myself...no adult supervision required (though I have no movie I really want to see at this time). It's just weird. I suppose that 18 will be even more weird because then I will truely be considered an adult. I can move out, go to college, have my own life. It's kind of a scary thing to think about. To have the freedom to move away from my family if I want to. But I suppose if I have any hope of going to college or dancing professionally, I will have to separate from them. But I will be able to proudly say, "I am 17 years old (or J'ai 17 ans)!" in 5 days! Let the count down begin.

I'm so excited for Friday. On this day, I will actually get to learn something for The Nutcracker. This would be Snow Queen. So far, in the 2 weeks practices have gone on, my parts haven't rehursed, so Friday can't come too soon. Also, on Saturday, I get to learn Mother Arch Angel. That will be amusing, seeing as I am in chrage of choreography for myself and will hopefully ask Bradien if I can make a certain step harder for both myself and the Lead Arch Angel. I'm really excited. This Saturday many a thing is happening. Dance team is having their Kids Camp from 9AM-12:30PM, if anyone knows of any kids grades 1-8 who want to come. It will be fun...I hope. I'm just glad that i don't have to take the SAT on this day. Oh and good news, the SAT classes are done for me! Yeah!!!!!!

Saturday is a busy day because that is the day I'm having my mystery party. It should be very fun. I can't wait. Everyone should try these party games. The ages recommended are 13-17 but those older will have a great time anyway.

I was just informed that my neighbor down the street were robbed. That's kind of scary. My dad isn't too worried though because of my dog. She's deffinitely the protective type (those who've been to my house know what i mean). My mom's really worried and as for me, I'm concerned but stand with my dad in the fact that Sophi would bite their heads off before they got near anything to steal. Besdies, what do we have in our house that robbers would want anway...Dance stuff and Disney tapes...who in their right mind would want to steal anything like that?

As for the play, I was nearly replaced today. I feel bad for only being at one practice so far, but today was not my fault. My parents made me go to voice lessons (no joke). Believe me, I would have rather been at play practice. But thankfully Sil had mercy and is giving me one more chance. So tonight I worked really hard cementing my lines into my brain. I think I did ok. I'll find out tomorrow when Andrew will most likely burst out random lines in the middle of Tech Theatre.

And speaking of Tech Theatre, I hate people who are uncooperative. There is this one guy inparticular who drives me insane! Not only is he one of the three who smoke in the lobby bathroom, but when Sil was gone yesterday, he sat on the chair and put his feet on the stool and when I asked him to please get off of the props, he asked why. I spent a good three mintues just telling him to get off of the stupid chair, whic was a complete waste of time. The sub wasn't much help. He just sat there and tried to get people to listen to either me or Joey. The ones who were always working, were fine and listened to us, but the ones who never work, even when Sil is there, didn't. This boy was getting on my nerves. And once he was off of the chair, he put the can of paint on the table with the typewritter so that he could sit down in that chair. When I asked him to please remove it fom the table, he said "OK, I'll work on it", which of course he didn't. So in the end, after many times of "Would you please move the paint?", Kate moved the paint (I was busy doing something else, which I don't remember). But that's my complaint with uncooperative people.

My house smells like rotten eggs and it's gross! My dad has decided that the grapes we have at church should be made into wine. So on Sunday we picked the grapes, and now the grapes (including yeast), smells like rotten eggs. The lid to the container can't be removed to check teh progress. The good news, we have over 7 gallons of wine. The bad news, my front entry smells and it'll probably smell for my party too. I hope not though.

That's all for now. Tomorrow equals a test in Calculus and French, dance/work, and a sleepy morning. Good night everyone!