eesh!

Nov 15, 2005 16:58

ok, so here's how it goes-Saturday i get the boneheaded idea of going to an open call for Carolina Talent, an agency that does the whole modeling/acting thing. My mom and I drive aroudn CHarlotte for God knows how long, get there late, mom fills in my stats wrong, i read a friggin Marshalls commercial and walk up and down the "runway" (a term which here means, aisle in between a room full of chairs). well, i did he commercial fine, walked like a boy and then they tell me hat we'll be contacted by wednesday-it's tuesday and i'm flipping out. is that wrong?
i'm just scared because it's a mass email and my mom's (the email she wrote-moron!) service automatically deletes those. i p8ut mine on the sign in sheet but i don't think they'll send it there! fuck!

ok, now that i'm done w/ that little rant, if anyone cared, i'm having a severe case of trauma in the fact that my ex (i was the dumpee, btw) recently put out a death-threat against my gf. wtf. (is that just deja vu or do i say that a lot w/ her) i call and ask why and my response? "i want u back" "but u have a bf" well, apparently he is simply her little mo kid. what, does she have a hobby of collecting emos that i haven't heard about? i'm emo, he's emo, we're all emo! everybody cry! wtff (what-the-freakin-fuck)!?! dio mio! ay managa! ok, my little tyrade is temporarily postponed-4 now. gotta go feed the friggin dog.

*sings* Jingle bells
Buddy smells
I will kill the dog!
With some yummy arsenic
In his new Jumbone
Yeah!
Everybody now!
Jingle bells....

lol lata looney peeples
luv,
Nymph
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