Senior Year's a Little Crazy... but We All Are

I've been busy lately. My sister got married last November on the same weekend I had a production I was assisting (but due to the wedding, unable to perform in). Right after that the second semester started and with it came college applications, increased school load, closing a play, and starting rehearsals for a musical all while writing another one on the side, applying for scholarships, doing my hobbies, and, oh yeah, spending my last few months as a child. No big deal.

Needless to say, this has been a stressful year and I'm glad to be done with school choir. To sum up my experience in choir, I'd have to say only a few things; the director hated me; too much drama; unprofessional attitude form "leaders"; too stressful. 

Done with that, I have moved on to greater things like joining my schools Acting Ensemble; an elite group of twelve thespians who write plays, perform them, and critique each other. The group is teacher advised and student lead. Everyone is in it because they want to and it makes it much easier to get good results from a group like that.

Having dumped this load upon myself, I have taken on the crap load of writing a musical. Needless to say, that's just insane.

Underlying all of this is college prep. Two schools have said yes and another won't let me know until March   15th. Joy. I'm desperately struggling through College Physics and Enriched Pre-Calculus. I got a nice wake up call last year with AP American Government, that yes, I can indeed receive an D or F on a report card. I did however, in a feat I never wish to replicate, manage to get the D to and A and the F to a weighted B. So now I'm struggling to stay on top of grades and an ever increasingly busy schedule.

I also decided to do the talent show too. Dancing in front of a whole school is enormous... ly terrifying. Aside from natural stage fright, anxiety about being judged for who I am and what I do is making my consider a mask just to keep anonymity in the game. 

Being who I am, I procrastinate when I'm stressed. I find a million and one excuses to not do my schoolwork, rehearse, or write. Because of this, I have been in the workshop late at night when worrying won't let me sleep. Consequently, I've actually gotten things done in the shop. Check it out.

This is a carving knife I just finished. I figure the blades about 1070 or so. That's a copper bolster and a curly maple handle. My art teacher loved it.

I needed chisels, so I made some.

Somebody said that I should make a wooden ring. I'd seen it on the internet and said "Sure, why not?" About one and half hours into this ring here. Now everyone seems to want one. So...

Now with two done and three requests, I have to get moving. Ugh, now it has become a responsibility. Oh well, at least it's one I enjoy. People really shouldn't tell me to do stuff, 'cause then I do it; like this.

Some else said to make a locket. I'm probably going to install a magnet to keep the halves together better, but I have to wait for the pieces to magnetize on the magnet I pulled out of a hard drive a while ago. Man, but those things are strong.

That's all I have for now. Hopefully, I'll have three more rings done in the span of as many days. I've got all of tomorrow really given my schedule. We'll see what happens. Peace.