"In all my memory, I've not seen one instance where love had shown through. Then again, my memories started at age 1 and ended when I thought my heart was broken at 16. I have just begun to understand what it truly is, now that I've been both without it and now blessed with it." - Thomas De Quincy I almost feel that way, except that I know very well that I love someone. And also that I'm loved. And also that there isn't a moment in my life where that light shines on me. Practice was fun today -- I did exceptionally well, to Mr. Hofer. As in, I was running really hard and keeping a good pace. He actually complimented me. That's almost unheard of. I'm excited about Friday, because I number one get into the game for free, and number two I get to see my Carla. This is good, yes. I did pretty well at Musical Try Outs, I was told. It was definitely off tune, but I think I made up for it with richness. I guess I'll only know tomorrow when I get the results of the tryouts. Well, except the leads (Belle, Beast, Lefou, Lumiere, mostly) which will require callbacks. Now I'm happy I went for Maurice, the guy no one notices but whom the story essentially revolves around. Man, if I didn't get kidnapped so easy, Belle and Beast so wouldn't have met. Bitches, take that. :D I'm sick. I have a cold, of course, on the day when I try out for musical, and also the day I run really fast at East Jordan. And for that person who said they were from Australia: well, let's just say the state of affairs in Michigan isn't amazing, but we aren't covered in water, at least. Some of us struggle to make ends meet, but we're alive and well. We come together when we need to help people (like the Katrina tragedy), but often it's ignorance that labels the faces of the crowd. Welp, love to all who read, best of luck in whatever.