Theatre

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Well, today, we had no space to rehearse, so Dina (the senior who's directing our show) took us out into the courtyard! In 40 degree weather which none of us were prepared for! Then we waited around for half an hour for a boy to arrive because he was the person who's scenes needed the most help. Dina gave up and we played theatre games. Then, she suddenly said that she was cold and took us to get makeup done for our characters (I'm playing a guy), and I couldn't do that because only God and the makeup manufacturers (maybe) know whether or not they put gluten in that makeup. Then she said that we could go home and my dad couldn't come for half an hour because he had to drop my sister off at piano. Ugh. Worst after school ever. At least my mom said that if I have rehearsal tomorrow, I don't have to go because today was an absolute waste of time. This is the last straw. I officially hate Dina.

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