Nov 08, 2004 22:54
Well, I've had a particularily shitty day. Too much to explain on here, but I couldn't get my grade changed in one my classes for something I was unfairly graded on (I met with the TA today). At least it will be set on a curve though, that softened the blow a bit, but not much. The rest of the day didn't go that well either. I skipped the class that screwed me over and went home to nap before rehearsal. I only got about twenty minutes to sleep by the the time I hit the pillow because I got pre-occupied with reading LJs when I got back, so when I woke up from my nap I felt more tired than I had when I went to sleep. Rehearsal didn't go too well either, one of the kids parents was pissed about stuff and confront me (the assistant director/stage manager), the director, and our other stage manager. She was being really immature and stupid, she wouldn't even explain why she was so "Fed up" (her words) with the play. So as she walked away I said, well that was a mature decision... or maybe immature. And yes, I shouldn't have said anything, but she was acting as old as her daugher (12!). So she got rrrreally pissed and had a long talk with the director, which actually ended up good. She finally started explaining herself and what her frustrations were, so we could actually help. But I kinda make my director and our other stage manager mad because of my idiotic comment (they're both adults, I'm the 19 year old so they see me as a less mature than them anyway) The other stage manager lady said (in a kind way, because we're friends) that if I had been her 19 year old son she would've slapped him for saying something like that. Well I guess we all make mistakes, but then again most people learn from them and move on. Even after the director and stage manager told it was ok I still feel like shit about it and I want to talk to that lady and resolve everything so I can move on and not have people hating me. I'm already a big enough failure as it is.
So when I got home I called my boyfriend but he didn't want to come over because he wanted to watch football. He never gets to watch it because he works all weekend and the games are usually on the weekends. I guess he didn't realize how bad I needed him here. Or maybe football is more important. It's at times like these when I wish I had ana/mia friends in person to talk to and hang out with. We could all lay around discussing our horrible days and we'd actually understand each other. People without the problems ana's/mia's have really just don't understand us and can't read between the lines of what we say like other ana/mia girls. Well tomorrow I'm starting a fast with a new LJ friend, I'm excited for that because she seems ultra cool and I know we'll help each other out. I haven't set a specific deadline and I think I'm going to keep it open to see how far I can go.
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