Monday, November 17, 2008

Portia (Listening to: Knee Deep at the National Pop League, Camera Obscura)


I am Portia.

Glinda isn't Portia. That's what really gets me. I definitely did not expect this. I am so happy, so excited, and so terrified. Batman Boy got Antonio, which he wanted, and Bassanio is this other senior guy who I don't know very well. We're getting lunch together tomorrow, to get to know each other better. So that rehearsing our kiss isn't as awkward. Oh, wow. I'm the female lead in the Advanced Acting play.

My American Studies final was this morning, and I still kind of want to puke. Well, there's nothing I can do about it now. During my study block, Expelled Boy came up to the library from biology and snuck up behind me to give me what turned out to be the most killer back massage of all time. We discussed the final, and I told him I'm Portia. We were in intermediate acting together last year so he was really excited for me. Damn, it's hard to get over him when he comes around rubbing my back and telling me I'm talented.

Almost as hard as it was when he told me I smelled good and put his arm around me. Almost as hard.


Well, damn. Today was weird. I felt like throwing up while being the happiest and proudest I have been in a long time.


Can you see me? I'm starting to glow.

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