I am beyond frustrated with my Theater teacher right now. I have no clue about what that man wants from us. You see, at the beginning of the year, he told us we had to participate in three plays: The Line in the Sand, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, and You're not listining. I was in the first one, and it was a huge pain in the ass. He expected us to stay for a whole hour and a half after class to practice. But the thing was I have class at around that time, on the other side of campus. SO I had to finish my scene real quick and then run away. It pissed me off so much when I came to the practices on Friday's and weekends, only half the cast would show up. Then he said he wanted me in Virgina Woolf. So

I said, OK, ,maybe. Turns out, right after Line in the Sand which ends at 7:00 PM, I had to stay until 10:00 PM to rehearse. At night, on a weekday. During October with midterms too. So I said no, despite trying to convince me to try it. NO. NO FUCKING WAY. I have way to much shit going on with my more important classes to do this. Now he tells us we don't have to be in the plays, it isn't even credit, its just volunteer. Not even extra credit. WHAT THE FUCK? I put myself though all that stress, all that melodramatic shit for NOTHING? I can't even withdraw because its too late, and mom found out and just went ballistic. Pissed me off and now I'm stuck till the end of the semester. On Tuesday I found out we had to turn in an essay on Tennessee Williams "A Streetcar named desire". Did not know that. Did not know that at all. NO ONE TOLD ME. Don't remember hearing about it in class, probably because I was at the dentist. Told my teacher this, but he didn't tell me. Just found out right before class. UGGHH.......

I'm just really, Really, REALLY, pissed off right now. I'm not even going to go today. I just, need to stay away and finish homework that I could have done in October were it not for Theater. Just yeah....