Aug 16, 2006 13:52
Arg. This is so frustrating.
Boys and classes.
Boys. I have two stalkers.
Stalker 1: "I have a fetish. I love to eat out blonde girls.Think about it. Big brown lips."
Stalker 2: "If you ever need some just holler at me and I'll come right over."
I was in love with this one boy. We sang Wicked, Moulin Rouge, Rent, the Producers, Avenue Q and Phantom of the Opera together and he is straight and I thought he was my soul mate until he told me that he loves to have foursomes and sleep with more than one girl every weekend. Umm...STDs much?
My dreams of ever meeting a dateable theatre geek were crushed.
Classes. The only two I am really in love with are Theatre Appreciation and Psychology. I will probably like Anthropology but unfortunately I slept in past my first class. I guess I'll know by tomorrow. Tech theatre sucks because I've learned it a thousand times before and physical science is a pain because my teacher with an indian accent rambles off topic like every five seconds and if he is teaching us something it's something I learned in third grade. Like 10 squared is 100.
I missed theatre appreciation today because I slept in. Luckily none of my teachers care about the "if you miss nine days you fail the class" rule. They recognize that we aren't high schoolers anymore and we know if we can pass or fail without going to class or not. I love being treated like a big girl.
I made call backs! They were yesterday. I of course got called back for the part of the lesbian. The cast list goes up tomorrow. There were like five girls trying out for my part and only one of them totally kicked my ass. I am not worried about the other three though. I won't get the part cause the girl who kicked my ass was a senior so she has priority. But I don't mind. I made call backs and that gives me hope. I can work tech. I need more experience backstage anyways. I am going to find out if I need college algebra for my major or not because if I do I am gonna go ahead and take it considering none of my teachers give homework so if I don't take on a bigger workload I am going to be bored as hell. I WANT TO LEARN STUFF.
Why do I have to be one of the tallest freaking girls on campus?
Despite my complaints, I fucking love college.