| Urinetown in the Rye |
Wow, Urinetown is over and has been for more than a week. That's too crazt, I spent so much time wishing for the days when I could leave school before 9pm and now that they're here, I'm wishing for those days back. Well, I don't really want them back completely, but you understand. I miss having a focus, somewhere to be. I miss working with people and genuinely like towards the goal of an awesome show. I even kind of miss spending all my time at rehersals and coming home absolutely exhausted. That's how it is, I guess.
So, we're reading The Catcher in the Rye in English. May I ask, what the hell is so great about that book? Holden Caufeild is just the typre of teenager that I hate. To be perfectly honest, he's just the type of teenager I used to be a couple of years ago. My previous entries will attest to that. Sure, I get my angst on as much as the next high schooler, but this Caufield kid is just ridiculous. Sure, it was a different time and sure the world isn't exactly all peaches and cream, especially at his/my age, but he's all cynisism and angst. I don't know, he just seems to be that kid who is relatively well-oof and all he can do is whine. Not only does he whine, but he rips on people who find any positivity in life for being fake. I know those kids, hell I was one of those kids, I hate those kids. |
