Last grade is in

I got an A for my theatrical senior seminar class. Since my only other UNT class this semester was graded as pass/no pass (i.e. It didn't have effect on my GPA), that means at UNT for this semester I have a 4.0 average. I already have requested my new transcripts from NCTC and Midland College to be mailed to UNT's registrar, to get the wheels in motion for my graduation.

I received back our family's Easter photo from church.

I'm chaperoning a lock-in at our church on Friday after work. I felt like I was supposed to volunteer. I'm glad I did. I discovered that only 3 confirmed adults were gonna watch a ton of teens. Every set of eyes helps when it's a sleep over situation with teens. They are gonna play games, do Karaoke, use the church vans to go see 'Prince Caspian', eat pizza at the church, and otherwise ignore the urge to sleep.

Did I tell yall about my "final exam" for senior seminar? Dr.Wilson decided that as professionals in the entertainment industry, we should see what is going on in our profession (i.e. Use the final as an excuse to have a field trip to a movie theatre last Thursday). Attendance was mandatory.
As a favor to Rick and Regina, I worked that morning (usually my day off) since they had an errand to run. Then I sold back one of my textbooks to the bookstore on campus. And then we fetched one of my classmates to give him a ride to the movie theatre. My class saw 'Iron Man'.

It was much better than I expected. *BUT* there was a preview at the end of the movie for the sequel to Iron Man. The sequel doesn't look as good as this one. By the way, the movie was good, but REALLY too adult for kids to see. There was torture scenes, people squished by robots, and surgery scenes.

Micah's supposed to be back in Texas in a couple weeks. :)

One of my high school best friends, Stephen Robertson, is getting married in less than two weeks. My family is invited to the wedding. I'm waiting to hear if I can miss work. The wedding is at 8am in Lubbock. So I'd have to miss all of Friday at work to go. The new girl at my job hasn't been trained on the register at all, she doesn't do laundry, prepare rentals, or know much about how rentals work at the store... so she can't really fill in for me when I take a day off. I'm gonna see what my bosses say about going to the wedding. "Robertson" (what I call the groom since he was in ROTC and now the Army) was definitely in the top 5 of my high school closest friends. It'll be a military wedding since the Bride is also in the Army.