Must be that time of year
1) EVERYTHING is tainted by waiting for my RADA letter. It is driving me fucking nuts. Oh well thanks for killing me so slowly just waiting for news as to whether you will deign to allow me for a 3rd audition. I'm sorry, I want you too badly not to mind after a month-long silence.
2) Face. Body. Hate. I look shit in all my photos on Facebook. I think it's like some horrible face-up-to-it mentality that I don't delete them. I wish I could escape it. Apparently guys at Jess' party thought Classy was pretty- there was only me and her essentially that night. Awesome. I just wish I didn't hang out with beautiful people. Meal on Mon,looking round the table at my beautiful friends and kept thinking so why do they hang out with me? You should see me, I've been swearing at the mirror when I catch my reflection by chance. Like this morbid slow punishment- I am stuck with it forever. If I ever get the cash, it's all going and my Mum will never forgive me.
3) Crucible rehearsal the first. Good acting-wise. Otherwise pretty lonely as I know no one else there. Yaz, nice person, talked to me. Drive was terrifying- drove half way down an embankment coming home.
4) God is sort of letting me down on the whole looking after His people. I hate praying, but I still do it. Nothing changes. They attacked in Hannukah, wasn't that uber shitty of Israel? It breaks my heart.
So woo. Doctor tomorrow.
2) Face. Body. Hate. I look shit in all my photos on Facebook. I think it's like some horrible face-up-to-it mentality that I don't delete them. I wish I could escape it. Apparently guys at Jess' party thought Classy was pretty- there was only me and her essentially that night. Awesome. I just wish I didn't hang out with beautiful people. Meal on Mon,looking round the table at my beautiful friends and kept thinking so why do they hang out with me? You should see me, I've been swearing at the mirror when I catch my reflection by chance. Like this morbid slow punishment- I am stuck with it forever. If I ever get the cash, it's all going and my Mum will never forgive me.
3) Crucible rehearsal the first. Good acting-wise. Otherwise pretty lonely as I know no one else there. Yaz, nice person, talked to me. Drive was terrifying- drove half way down an embankment coming home.
4) God is sort of letting me down on the whole looking after His people. I hate praying, but I still do it. Nothing changes. They attacked in Hannukah, wasn't that uber shitty of Israel? It breaks my heart.
So woo. Doctor tomorrow.