"You Should Give My Crotch A Little More....Um....Uh....This Sentence Is Becoming Awkward Now..."
Credit was the word that was missing. Nicole is my favorite sometimes.
Tech rehearsals suck arse. I hate having to talk to the lighting and sound people, actors, and Kathy all at the same time. And then none of them hear me so I have to repeat what I said. Kathy has good intentions but she kept interrupting me when I was trying to listen to Noah and Sommer and when I was trying to tell one of the tech's what to do. I mean, I knew how to do lighting more than the lighting person did. Hell!! I'm so annoyed with it. They kept interrupting and they weren't respecting my actors. Shove it up their asses. I was so mad. I had to leave. Rar...
So since tech was so retarded and stressful, I was snapping at anything in my way. Like my sister wanted to roll down the window in the car and I was like, "NO! I'm the driver, keep it up!" Then my mom said something about it and I yelled at her. And of course I was snapping and calling every driver EVER that crossed my path today a loser, motard, idiot, bitch, etc. I was...pretty hateful. I just wanted to come home and work on my script and then go to bed.
I'm tired. I'm stressed. I'm annoyed.
No, I think they are fucking fine, Kathy,
-Megan
Tech rehearsals suck arse. I hate having to talk to the lighting and sound people, actors, and Kathy all at the same time. And then none of them hear me so I have to repeat what I said. Kathy has good intentions but she kept interrupting me when I was trying to listen to Noah and Sommer and when I was trying to tell one of the tech's what to do. I mean, I knew how to do lighting more than the lighting person did. Hell!! I'm so annoyed with it. They kept interrupting and they weren't respecting my actors. Shove it up their asses. I was so mad. I had to leave. Rar...
So since tech was so retarded and stressful, I was snapping at anything in my way. Like my sister wanted to roll down the window in the car and I was like, "NO! I'm the driver, keep it up!" Then my mom said something about it and I yelled at her. And of course I was snapping and calling every driver EVER that crossed my path today a loser, motard, idiot, bitch, etc. I was...pretty hateful. I just wanted to come home and work on my script and then go to bed.
I'm tired. I'm stressed. I'm annoyed.
No, I think they are fucking fine, Kathy,
-Megan