You would let me call you sweetheart
Damn damn damn.
I wanted that audition so bad. So fuckin bad. I got shit opportunities and I was so bummin and then I got cut early. I was onstage with Truppi and Tom Bentley and KMart, and it was fucking amazing, and I would KILL people to be a part of that cast.
Now, I have no idea how Dr. Taylor's mind works at audition. So as much as I'm going to bum myself out, I still need to wait until MONDAY so there will still be that glimmer of hope. But goddamn....I would kill people. Not to mention I fucking love the show and the character....but whatever, this is my profession...rest of my life will be filled with disappointments, right?
Theatre project is DONE finally, and not too bad...we'll see how it goes when I perform today. In...an hour. And then I have to do Beths final grad project, NOT looking foward to prancing around in a bikini, but whatever...I am gonna be CHILLLLLLLLYYYYY....luckily we moved it INSIDE but still, cold.
Gah. My baby's sick. No good. And now my thraot is starting to get a little funny....eeeeeeee...can't have that for performing arts night.
Ok, really, i'm leaving.
I wanted that audition so bad. So fuckin bad. I got shit opportunities and I was so bummin and then I got cut early. I was onstage with Truppi and Tom Bentley and KMart, and it was fucking amazing, and I would KILL people to be a part of that cast.
Now, I have no idea how Dr. Taylor's mind works at audition. So as much as I'm going to bum myself out, I still need to wait until MONDAY so there will still be that glimmer of hope. But goddamn....I would kill people. Not to mention I fucking love the show and the character....but whatever, this is my profession...rest of my life will be filled with disappointments, right?
Theatre project is DONE finally, and not too bad...we'll see how it goes when I perform today. In...an hour. And then I have to do Beths final grad project, NOT looking foward to prancing around in a bikini, but whatever...I am gonna be CHILLLLLLLLYYYYY....luckily we moved it INSIDE but still, cold.
Gah. My baby's sick. No good. And now my thraot is starting to get a little funny....eeeeeeee...can't have that for performing arts night.
Ok, really, i'm leaving.