End of the Line
I reached my peak last night with this semester. Yea, I've bitched about it before on here, but last night after rehearsel these emotions came over me that I haven't been able to get rid of yet. It was weird, too because rehearsel went really well. But as soon as rehearsel was over I was suddenly reminded of all the things that were due today and I think I snapped. I ordered a pizza and ate almost all of it by myself...yea talk about stress eating...I just feel angst ridden, tired, angry, sad, FRUSTRATED...I literally feel like taking a vase and throwing it against a wall!!!
The icing of the cake is that I've come down with an inner ear canal infection that has gone down to my throat creating swelling...so I'm on vocal rest for 2-3 days. Harold let me out of my lesson today and I didn't have to sing I Can Do That at master class either and Beth Turcotte let me go home and sleep during singing actor (thank god for her.) I'm just tired.
And I'm PISSED at my math grade and teacher. I have a 78%. I haven't even gotten a B in a class yet. And i have a 78 in this class. Should I drop it? I still can...I wonder if another teacher would make it easier? But i run the risk of getting a shitty teacher again and doing these past 9 weeks over again, you know? I took a quiz in math today and I think I didn't do that well. If i got less than an 8 out of 10 i will have a 76 in the fucking class. And here's the thing...yea a C will only lower my GPA to 3.8 instead of 3.9 but that tenth of a point fucks me over for study abroad graduate scholarships for cambridge and oxford. I know what I want out of life. I'm tired of being screwed over for it, you know?
We're doing a run through of Thoroughly Modern Millie tonight. I'm singing it half voiced. I'm not in the mood to do it tonight. Too much energy-too much fake happiness can kill a man.
I need to figure out this scheduling issue too. I need to grow some balls and do what i want and switch from MTO to TSO and then schedule my next semester. I think I'll take Directing, Costuming, Theatre Management, Honors 296, Honors 199, and something else...maybe math. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
And oh yea
the marathon is on saturday.
fuck me.
Anyone wanna house sam and I? we're fun-guys. well not fungi but you know.
I don't even have time to go to a pharmacy to pick up my meds for my ear.
And NOW next week I gotta sing for master class...i pretty much just prolonged everything one week. WHEN IS IT FALL BREAK?!? i need a break from Muncie.
The icing of the cake is that I've come down with an inner ear canal infection that has gone down to my throat creating swelling...so I'm on vocal rest for 2-3 days. Harold let me out of my lesson today and I didn't have to sing I Can Do That at master class either and Beth Turcotte let me go home and sleep during singing actor (thank god for her.) I'm just tired.
And I'm PISSED at my math grade and teacher. I have a 78%. I haven't even gotten a B in a class yet. And i have a 78 in this class. Should I drop it? I still can...I wonder if another teacher would make it easier? But i run the risk of getting a shitty teacher again and doing these past 9 weeks over again, you know? I took a quiz in math today and I think I didn't do that well. If i got less than an 8 out of 10 i will have a 76 in the fucking class. And here's the thing...yea a C will only lower my GPA to 3.8 instead of 3.9 but that tenth of a point fucks me over for study abroad graduate scholarships for cambridge and oxford. I know what I want out of life. I'm tired of being screwed over for it, you know?
We're doing a run through of Thoroughly Modern Millie tonight. I'm singing it half voiced. I'm not in the mood to do it tonight. Too much energy-too much fake happiness can kill a man.
I need to figure out this scheduling issue too. I need to grow some balls and do what i want and switch from MTO to TSO and then schedule my next semester. I think I'll take Directing, Costuming, Theatre Management, Honors 296, Honors 199, and something else...maybe math. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
And oh yea
the marathon is on saturday.
fuck me.
Anyone wanna house sam and I? we're fun-guys. well not fungi but you know.
I don't even have time to go to a pharmacy to pick up my meds for my ear.
And NOW next week I gotta sing for master class...i pretty much just prolonged everything one week. WHEN IS IT FALL BREAK?!? i need a break from Muncie.