Label Me Proud (A CS pet Journal)

[Violetflowers]

Dear chosen,

I am going to take my time with this comment, seeing how everything I do you ask me not to.. Anyways the story is improving, no need to feel bad everyone surly understands you have school and homework and fun that gets in the way. I do understand the frustration of having to try and balance everything and not have time to do anything. I hope this isn't getting too long, oh well I'll end this soon... I wish you luck and such on the writing, I think if you do a "jerasic park" and have a period of calm, then problem then calm and then even worse problem you might be able to thing of more..

~your buddy,
Canadian

[coelagirl]

Day 14
Saturday, March 16

I worked on the play all day today.
ALL DAY.
When I came home, I was covered in paint and all I wanted to do was sleep.
I was so tired for numerous reasons.
The first is simply; Duct Tape.
I was helping to put up the frame work for the a door that out characters would enter through. One of the poles for the frame didn't fit.
"Hey," I shouted "Can I have the drill over here?"
the set designer walked up "Its being used." he handed me a roll of Duct tape "Here."
"But.. how will that help the for fit"
"You do know how to use tape, right?"
"Yes... but how will it help?"
"Like this," he sighed and wrapped the Duct tape around the ill-fitting hinge. IT stood out bright against the dark wood. "We can paint it." he said, handed me the duct tape and walked away.
I have a feeling, that if I don't intervene, this set will be made mostly out of duct tape and hope. And I am not going to let that happen.
Another thing, Fang and Marsh came in together today, late.
I'm not saying there is anything wrong with that... it's just... their faces... they looked like they had just comited some sort of crime, and were pleased by it. Very pleased...
And I thought I saw The threesome lurking outside the auditorium. Not that I was attacked again, And they seemed reluctant to go in. Also very strange.

But I'm tired now. Very tired... All I have to look forwards to tomorrow is another day of Duct tape and arguments.

ARG SO SHORT TT.TT

[Brightpaw]

OMG massive cliffhanger alert! (Can we have an extra one because we missed last nights? Pweeesssseeee?)

[coelagirl]

OOOOOOOOOOO... we'll see... we'll see.. *wiggles fingers and poofs*

[Violetflowers]

Mwahahaha very nice ;D I'll show u what I can do with ducktape!

[stilinski]

I love this story!

[talos]

MOARRRRRRR

[anecdote]

This diary is really good and I enjoy reading it. You have a good plot to stick to and the characters(despite being animals) are believable .

[G๏l๔єภєאє]

yay!! more Proud!!! thank you, Chosen!!! ^.^

[coelagirl]

Day 15
Sunday, March 17

Another play-day.
The duct tape conflict continues. Instead of eating the pizza lunch that was ordered, I tore off most of the duct tape and screwed the sets together, SAFELY. Of course, I was hungry and irritable for the rest of the day. The set designer doesn't seem to understand that duct tape isn't safe and Gives me funny looks every time I try to convince him that IT IS NOT.

Fang and Mash arrived late AGAIN today. What are they hiding..?
I know its something, because I asked.
Me: Hey guys, why are you so late?
Marsh: No reason. (He was being shifty here)
Fang: we'll be earlier next time, if that bothers you.
Me: You must be late for a REASON.
Marsh: Fine, we stopped at the vending machine.
Me: Where's your food?
Marsh: We... ate it?
Fang: Are you OK Proud?
Me: Me? I'm fine. Fine. Just come earlier next time
I stalked off. later, I was sure I heard them talking about me catching on.
Rose says I'm imagining things, but I'M NOT.

My suspicions and duct tape wars aside, today was a pretty fruitful day for the play. We managed to to get a lot of stuff partially built and the actors are improving. I'm still bone tired at the end of it, so that's all for today. Tomorrow is Monday, and I WILL find out fang and Marsh are doing.