Still haven't recovered from mania of geisha.



I am so worn down with so many engagements in school and whatever. and believe me, many of us have failed to realise the value of a few things. Put that aside first.

I went to Drama club on monday. Actually, we had this big,major drama eXtravaganza coming up somewhere in July, and people were to be selected for the drama by Mrs Lyla (pseudo). The script was even written by my eng tr, mrs a! i was really excited. So to audition for the part, we had to form groups adn come up with a skit. Well, last week's group was two people short, so someone just threw some groupless boys in, seeing that we were vulnerable and unpertubed.
THe taller one was distruptive,mocking, but responsible. He offered to print out five copies of the freaking script . He wass quite gd, helping Viddi and I with the organisation of the story.

But, of course there were a few damaged eggs. One was similar to a stuck zip, very irresponsible and unbothered. another kept screaming at me whenever I even spoke a syllable of Tamil.
Dam.