Pink-Haired Girl (details15) wrote,
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What a day

Let's see...

Had rehearsal this morning and Carrie complained that I need to be more awake. Now, granted I'm rarely awake when I get to rehearsal, but I think I put a helluva lot of energy into my character once I'm onstage, usually way more than I have. Today, for example, I was really tired. Yet I put so much energy into my character (this was the crazy scene) that I literally was out of breath afterwards. So it's not like when I'm tired I don't do as well. I really think I do. Anyway...

After rehearsal I didn't get to sleep, because I ate instead. (For the past two weeks I have been sleeping through lunch.) I did happen to get a nap, because I slept through class. Isn't that great?

So the rest of the day wasn't too bad. I had work and then Fish (we taught the new people the Crazy Jingle...that was lots of fun, even).

Okay, so then after Fish I had to rush through dinner so I could meet my Arts and Ideas group to go over Dracula. As if having three plays right now was not enough, as a group project we have to present one act of Dracula. AHHH. So we did that. Then I came back to the room, just about in time to watch Phoebe and Mike tie the knot on "Friends." Right before that Jordan calls and asks if I want to do some lighting. (My guess is because he wants to get done early tomorrow because his family is in town--a perfectly logical and reasonable thing.) So instead of having a few hours of break time, I run over and work on lighting until my rehearsal starts. Oh, and right during "Friends" Chris asks if he can call me. No, I say, because I was watching tv, it was new, and then afterwards I have theater stuff until midnight.

So then I go do lighting, I have a headache by this time, and, yeah, it's just not that fun. So then rehearsal starts. And I do that until about 11:30, when I come back to the cluster...to find that Dream, my black molly, has died. I knew I should have cleaned the tank last weekend...too bad I didn't have time. So I did it tonight. Even though I had a headache and it was the last thing I wanted to do. (The only remotely good thing about that was that now that Dream had died, the next Fish I get will have to be an all-white molly to replace him. Get it? Ha ha ha.)

THEN, as if all that weren't enough, I read Chris' lj, where he says that he thinks I'm pushing him away because we haven't talked much since he went back to Australia. I'm not going to go into everything here cause I typed a nice long email explaining it to him, but needless to say AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I think my head is going to explode.

And Troy is mad at me too right now.

I think I'll end this with a quote from Three To Tango that about sums it up right now:

"Where are we going?"
"To get really, really drunk."
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