Fuck this shit.
Worst fucking day ever yesterday.
Got in trouble in Drama...but not by a teacher. Oh no, of course not. I got in trouble by SHANNON. what fucking authority does she have to kick me out of the auditorium?! Yea, you're assistant director, but honey? You're not a teacher. And her reasoning for it? I 'interrupted her' during her schpeal about reacting during the play. This is almost EXACTLY how this fucking went down. And I say almost because I forget word for word, and I'm not in the mood to type EVERYTHING out.
"OK you guys, you have to start reacting to what's going on in the play, yada yada yada, you're turning against Brady towards Drummond."
"Except me, right? I'm like, all for Brady."
"Ok, yea, you and Michelle, you guys are the last to turn against him."
"Yea, Knoedle just told me to glare at people."
((Ok, note the fact that what I was saying had relevance to what she was actually fucking SAYING. Now, here's the fun part.))
"You know you guys, I'm not trying to be a bitch, I just want all of you guys to listen up."
"Ok, Amanda!"
"Get out."
"What?"
"That was the third time you interrupted me, so get out. I mean it."
"Uh, ok...?"
"Now."
Ok, what the fuck?! So, I go backstage, crying, cause she just fucking humiliated me infront of the WHOLE CAST. And the real KICKER is that Shannon is the WORST FUCKING interrupter I know. She doesn't let ANYONE get a fucking word in unless she can say something. I was in a bad mood when I went into the fucking auditorium, and then I got hyper, and then that happened. And then I go home, and tell Amanda and she says Shannon was wrong for kicking me out but people tell her I talk all the time. OK, hold on...I talk a lot during drama...yes. WHEN WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE TALKING IN THE BACKGROUND OF THE SET YOU ASSHOLES! When we actually have to get to work, I'm usually good. Sometimes I'm talkative, but hey, EVERYONE is. So I'd highly appreciate if you didn't tell my fucking sister that I'm talking all the time. Because hey, not any of her concern. And then Shannon, ((yea this was amusing)) said that she gave me a 'warning glare' to stop interrupting. OK, if you're going to go to such extremes as to humiliating someone infront of their friends, then you tell them what the consequences will be, or you just TELL ME TO STOP! God, how fucking hard is that, HONESTLY?!
Oh, and yea. I fucking hate my sister. Oh, you're surprised? Don't be. She's a bitch, who knows just how to push every one of my fucking buttons until I snap and then she makes me look like the bad guy. If you go home, and tell your family what a horrible day you had, is it really necessary to make your day worse by telling you that you're a fuck up? Uh, no. Thanks a lot Amanda. You're a real good FUCKING sister.
I'm officially not talking to her. Not that she cares or anything. I'm sure she really dosn't. when the fuck does she ever?
And people wonder why I'm depressed. Ha. Funny shit.
Got in trouble in Drama...but not by a teacher. Oh no, of course not. I got in trouble by SHANNON. what fucking authority does she have to kick me out of the auditorium?! Yea, you're assistant director, but honey? You're not a teacher. And her reasoning for it? I 'interrupted her' during her schpeal about reacting during the play. This is almost EXACTLY how this fucking went down. And I say almost because I forget word for word, and I'm not in the mood to type EVERYTHING out.
"OK you guys, you have to start reacting to what's going on in the play, yada yada yada, you're turning against Brady towards Drummond."
"Except me, right? I'm like, all for Brady."
"Ok, yea, you and Michelle, you guys are the last to turn against him."
"Yea, Knoedle just told me to glare at people."
((Ok, note the fact that what I was saying had relevance to what she was actually fucking SAYING. Now, here's the fun part.))
"You know you guys, I'm not trying to be a bitch, I just want all of you guys to listen up."
"Ok, Amanda!"
"Get out."
"What?"
"That was the third time you interrupted me, so get out. I mean it."
"Uh, ok...?"
"Now."
Ok, what the fuck?! So, I go backstage, crying, cause she just fucking humiliated me infront of the WHOLE CAST. And the real KICKER is that Shannon is the WORST FUCKING interrupter I know. She doesn't let ANYONE get a fucking word in unless she can say something. I was in a bad mood when I went into the fucking auditorium, and then I got hyper, and then that happened. And then I go home, and tell Amanda and she says Shannon was wrong for kicking me out but people tell her I talk all the time. OK, hold on...I talk a lot during drama...yes. WHEN WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE TALKING IN THE BACKGROUND OF THE SET YOU ASSHOLES! When we actually have to get to work, I'm usually good. Sometimes I'm talkative, but hey, EVERYONE is. So I'd highly appreciate if you didn't tell my fucking sister that I'm talking all the time. Because hey, not any of her concern. And then Shannon, ((yea this was amusing)) said that she gave me a 'warning glare' to stop interrupting. OK, if you're going to go to such extremes as to humiliating someone infront of their friends, then you tell them what the consequences will be, or you just TELL ME TO STOP! God, how fucking hard is that, HONESTLY?!
Oh, and yea. I fucking hate my sister. Oh, you're surprised? Don't be. She's a bitch, who knows just how to push every one of my fucking buttons until I snap and then she makes me look like the bad guy. If you go home, and tell your family what a horrible day you had, is it really necessary to make your day worse by telling you that you're a fuck up? Uh, no. Thanks a lot Amanda. You're a real good FUCKING sister.
I'm officially not talking to her. Not that she cares or anything. I'm sure she really dosn't. when the fuck does she ever?
And people wonder why I'm depressed. Ha. Funny shit.