Hoo Re Ou?
Bleh! School...classes are fine. The auditions for Boy Gets Girl were last week and I went in completely sick...made callbacks but told everyone I didn't, not going to go to callbacks because after auditioning I looked over the play and it's complete shit, that and the other people I knew that were called back were exceptionally shitty actors so I assumed the director was an ass.
She's still asleep, I'm going to go draw her face in a moment.
This primary existence that baffles my odds at next days is like pulling diamonds from underneath my toenails.
So much to write, so much to say...so little initiative to do so...no motivation...I guess I'll just go draw.
This message will self-destruct...
She's still asleep, I'm going to go draw her face in a moment.
This primary existence that baffles my odds at next days is like pulling diamonds from underneath my toenails.
So much to write, so much to say...so little initiative to do so...no motivation...I guess I'll just go draw.
This message will self-destruct...