One Act Joke

One Act Play sucks. I mean really sucks. Nobody seems to care, one certain know-it-all doesn't know his lines, and Ms. P just gets more and more sick after each passing day because of the stress.

I lost it tonight.I was pissed off, and I snapped on a friend that called me during practice. I seriously have no idea where to go next. I plan to speak to Ms. P tomorrow morning about all this, hoping either to convince her that it's a lost cause, gently quit, discuss new strategies, or find out that we're trudging on with the same old shit. I have no clue, and I'm scared to death.

If I was working with any other teacher I would have quit weeks ago, but Ms. P is different. She cares more than any other teacher than I have ever had. But, unfortunately, the cards are stacked against us.

None of the lousy underclassmen care about the play, the school doesn't care since they never give us any money, the arrogant prick who doesn't know his lines gets mad at other people for his shortcomings, and many other things.

I'm going to go and cool down now.