Dreamwidth never saves my drafts! My computer just had to restart because of some virus it found, and I figured, Well, maybe Dreamwidth will save my post. Nope, it didn't. I don't know why I thought it would, 'cause it never does, but whatever. Let's try this again, from the top, shall we?

Today just kind of spiraled out of control. I was sleepy as all hell this morning in advisory, and my advisory teacher decided to tell my Latin teacher that he was "overworking me." Is that true? Eh, not really. I mean, I haven't even touched that Way to Go RI script since I last mentioned it, but I'm equipped with loads of excuses why that is, just in case he asks. I'm not sure if my advisory teacher was trying to get me in trouble or not. but he kind of laughed and said, "Well, I'll just have to give her more work to do then!" Thanks a lot, miss.

It turned out for the best, though. Apparently, a Hatian musician named Marc Dorcean is coming to East Providence High School on November 5th, and I'm supposed to be covering the story. It works out well, because my senior project deals with how to properly interview someone so that you get the best results, so my Latin teacher is trying to see if I can get an interview with him. There's going to be over 700 students attending this thing, some of them are even coming from New York to see him! I'm a little nervous. Well, very nervous! Why does everyone think I have the potential to cover something so big? They all believe in me, so I've got no choice but to do my best, really.

I saw the freelancer today, and we went to a town council meeting in Seekonk. I told everyone it was a little more exciting than the East Providence town council meetings, but that's a lie, really. All town council meetings are pretty clear cut and a little dry, but I think they're very important to go to. And I feel important when I go, like I'm fulfilling a duty to my community to go and cover all these things that are happening. Well, right now I'm not covering anything, just taking notes, but once I prove myself with the Marc Dorcean article, maybe we can get things rolling.

During Latin today, my guidance counselor came in, and my Latin teacher urged me to tell her what I'd been working on. I'm never one to stutter, but for some reason, I just couldn't get my words out! I just wanted to tell her that I was working on a video tour of Way to Go RI, but for some reason, I couldn't express it properly. It was so embarrassing, but I guess she got the message clear enough. For some reason, she figured that I'd like the email address of the Way to Go RI creator, and gave it to me, in the hopes that I'd email her and... well, I don't know what she expects me to do with it, really. It's just another dish to add to my overflowing plate. And I'm not even working on that video anyway! I've been doing absolutely nothing. Nada.