death by teenagers
I'm officially DONE with my role in the horror film. YAAY!!! As much as I love being Maria, I am SO over her. But I did get to do some nice acting tonight. Mind you, I probably sucked, and it felt very bad and stiff, but at least it was emotion. And the eyedrops and ice on my nose made me look like I was crying, which was cool. Course, it wasn't the most entertaining film shoot ever, even though I got a lot of screen time. Not sure, but I think that it was the fact that I wasn't the only female this time. I mean it was cool having another girl there, but the dynamic was totally different to me, and it was weird. I felt so lonely in my barn. :( And it was super uncomfortable being killed, lemme tell you. I pity Lauren so much more now. The wound did look super cool though, I loved seeing it when I got home (at 1:30 AM!!).
This morning was Frank Alfano's dad's funeral. I didn't know him, but I know the family very well, so we went to show support and whatnot. It got me thinking about death. Again. Sheesh, always this rideeculous obsession with death! This would be the perfect time for me to die. I'm not really needed anywhere that I know of, I'm getting ready to leave anyways, people are getting ready to lose me anyways, I'm in between chapters of my life. If I died now, I'd be happy with my life. Not perfect by any means, oh no. But I feel it's been good to me. Just know that if that DID happen or whenever it does, don't be sad. I won't be. I mean I will be, but I'd prefer to be happy about the transfer on to the next big adventure.
Eh, first a funeral, then packing away more possessions, then being killed, then feeling lonely in the aftermath... one can only take so much in one day!
So much to do tomorrow... blegh. I need sleep. The boys are STILL filming, haha, poor kids. I really really hope they finish it all tonight. That'd be sick.
~maria for the last time~
This morning was Frank Alfano's dad's funeral. I didn't know him, but I know the family very well, so we went to show support and whatnot. It got me thinking about death. Again. Sheesh, always this rideeculous obsession with death! This would be the perfect time for me to die. I'm not really needed anywhere that I know of, I'm getting ready to leave anyways, people are getting ready to lose me anyways, I'm in between chapters of my life. If I died now, I'd be happy with my life. Not perfect by any means, oh no. But I feel it's been good to me. Just know that if that DID happen or whenever it does, don't be sad. I won't be. I mean I will be, but I'd prefer to be happy about the transfer on to the next big adventure.
Eh, first a funeral, then packing away more possessions, then being killed, then feeling lonely in the aftermath... one can only take so much in one day!
So much to do tomorrow... blegh. I need sleep. The boys are STILL filming, haha, poor kids. I really really hope they finish it all tonight. That'd be sick.
~maria for the last time~