Simply put, it was rocky. Emotional (somewhat), new, different, hectic, etc etc. People "dying" left and right sort of became routine, which is very very weird, that is until an unexpected name slipped through the intercom and caused my jaw to drop and half of my math class to stare at me. Blame Caylen Elizabeth McDonald for that one. Way to go, theater kids, you fooled me, and I KINDA ALMOST teared for you, congrats Ben & Cay.
My favorite part of today though, was putting the signs I made in art by the gravestones. I really hope they're kept there long enough for the "dead" people to see them, so they know how much they really are appreciated. I did feel bad for the other deceased though, but hopefully they'll get some flowers or something before the end of the program.
(Our art class REALLY missed Kyle)
On to nicer things.
THETHINGTHEYCARRIED. love. love so so much.
"Sweetheart of the Song Tra Bong" is SUCH a good chapter. Favs all the way. O'Brien's writing style is something I've never come across. And it's not even just his portrayal of all these stories, but the content in itself is so so so beyond good. Too many overwhelming feelings. Sad I'm almost done.
Movies must be made of this, but GOOD ones, damn it. Very very good ones.
Uch. Sighs. If today was rocky, tomorrow should have me overboard and drowning.
Goodday, J.
