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i'd like to say
that all things considered, i have been in a good mood lately.
i showed up today, facing two west side story's in a row (one completed) with a smile on my face, eager and ready.
but words will never express how much i hate the person who needs to create drama everywhere they go. that kind of person unerves me in ways you could probably never understand.
i admit many a time, i have fallen into the trap of complaints... i have once or twice in my life uttered a complaint as to the casts behavior or their lacking in the technical department. but when you show up to everything, and i mean everything, with a complaint about your health, or about how tired you are you know you have a problem.
if you're tired - go to sleep.
if you're pissed - cool down.
if you're sick - throw up and get it out of your system.
because when the only position your body can form is sitting in a chair hunched over with your hands on your head, you have a problem.
all it is is drama.
and drama is so ridiculous.
drama is probably the only reason i can't wholly enjoy the theater, well, drama and really gorgeous men - being gay.
i've had my share of headaches, i've had my share of being nauseous, and i've found myself quite tired and over worked and times, and for as bitchy as i may be once in a while (which i apologize for) i will not do that stupid drama thing... because guess what... it's just dramatic.
and drama is stupid.
so stop.
and now i'm done.
i saw a car today that was shaped like a penis.
it was so funny.
ahh the little things. i love it.
i really love life.
it's just easier to smile.
it takes more effort to be unhappy... so why waste all that effort, really? i mean.. really.
that all things considered, i have been in a good mood lately.
i showed up today, facing two west side story's in a row (one completed) with a smile on my face, eager and ready.
but words will never express how much i hate the person who needs to create drama everywhere they go. that kind of person unerves me in ways you could probably never understand.
i admit many a time, i have fallen into the trap of complaints... i have once or twice in my life uttered a complaint as to the casts behavior or their lacking in the technical department. but when you show up to everything, and i mean everything, with a complaint about your health, or about how tired you are you know you have a problem.
if you're tired - go to sleep.
if you're pissed - cool down.
if you're sick - throw up and get it out of your system.
because when the only position your body can form is sitting in a chair hunched over with your hands on your head, you have a problem.
all it is is drama.
and drama is so ridiculous.
drama is probably the only reason i can't wholly enjoy the theater, well, drama and really gorgeous men - being gay.
i've had my share of headaches, i've had my share of being nauseous, and i've found myself quite tired and over worked and times, and for as bitchy as i may be once in a while (which i apologize for) i will not do that stupid drama thing... because guess what... it's just dramatic.
and drama is stupid.
so stop.
and now i'm done.
i saw a car today that was shaped like a penis.
it was so funny.
ahh the little things. i love it.
i really love life.
it's just easier to smile.
it takes more effort to be unhappy... so why waste all that effort, really? i mean.. really.