Mar 20, 2007 01:20
To sleep or not to sleep that is the question,
Whether tis nobler in the mind
to suffer the onslaught of dreams to quick cut off
or to stay up all night and risk dieing on the freeway
(though then I wouldn't have to go to the dentist)
And if I were dead,the tiny black dot on one of my molar-esk teeth would be such a small concern of mine that I could really just ignore it. Put it on the back burner and wait to get it checked out in heavens dentist.
But some of you are probably saying? "What Phaedra you can't go to heaven, you a god damned heathen. Straight to hell for you. Fire and Brim stone and tea to hot to drink every day at 6pm. Where there's never any room for you anyway." *sigh* Always on the outside of the party, looking in, standing there in the acid rain that's on fire (cause everything is on fire in hell) while your on fire, but your clothes aren't cause what's the point of the devil continously haveing to get you new clothes? I mean he could run up the price and totally have a monoploy on the Hell Brand clothing, but where would that get him? No one has money in hell! They don't work and even if they did have money it would (that's right) be on fire, (see your catching on). But honestly, it's the fish that really have me worried.
I'm debating not going to sleep since I have to get up around six in the morning, because I need to be back in Riverside before 9, for a dentist appointment, which, if, you, can't, tell, is, beginning, to, fry, my, nerves. (all those comma's come to you via the Caitlin Bowie comma fund: making sure all the commas in the world have a brighter future today!)
There's a small dot on my ones of my teeth that has me really nervous. And as long as I don't think about needles and drills and the crunching sound that I imagine bones make when being drilled I'm ok. As long as I don't breath or anything that will let my emotions free.
So what I'm saying is that if I basically disregard all my actor training that I've picked up over the past three years and continue to build up the walls to make me continue to be the automaton that society demands, I can avoid feeling anything right now.
If I throw out everything that I've come to hold dear and believe to be important that I think everyone should actually begin to adhere to I might get through tomorrow and while I will still have some sort of pride (words not comeing) and will not have embarrassed myself infront of the office of health care workers then maybe JUST MAYBE I'll be even more messed up emotionally and incapable of working in the feild that I am attempting to conqure.
GRAND!
Over coming your fear of embarrassment is a huge thing. Well maybe it's not huge, but it feels like it. Illogical thought, having people realize that I don't like not being in control through a situation where I lack utter control.
And I was going to friend lock this so that only people whom I assume can handle my trypanophobia (wiki that bitch) but then I figured, hell that's one step backwards on the road of actordom so why not just start right now, reveal!!
This is something that we do before monologues in Shakespeare class here,
One thing that I wanted you to know about me is: I have never broken open a piggy bank with a hammer and that is a life goal for me.
One thing that I don't want you to know about me is: I'm not as far along in getting rid of my Phobia as I thought I was.
Generally the don't are a little more personal, and or something that you actually either didn't want people to know (assuming your actually trying to move forward with your work) or in this case something that I'm continually trying to work on.
So yeah, I'm nerves. A big ball of nerves. My eyes are tired, stupid glasses, and there's now 5 hours till I have to prepare to leave. I don't know if there's going to be traffic. So I figure that I'm going to assume for the worst, which means getting up and leaving somewhere between 6 and 6:30 which sucks, cause then I've got a whole lot of time possibly wasted. if I get there in 30 minutes and my appointment is at 9 I'll be in riverside by 7ish... that would suck.
Shit, maybe I'll just hop in my car right now and drive home. Then at least I'd already be in Riverside and I could sleep till 8:30 and not have to worry about traffic.
Three directors think they're going to rehearse tomorrow at 10pm. But the problem is that all of them have actors in each other's one acts so it's a little bit of a challenge. We can't even all head to different places.
Jessie re wrote a bunch of my stuff. Not cool, but they are better that way,
straight face
it's not fair that Alex can just exist and make people laugh.
I think a nap would be nice.
Maybe sleep is a good idea.
friends,
theatre,
random,
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needles,
behind,
directors,
phobias,
fears,
monologues,
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drills,
work,
stream of consiousness,
lines,
dentist,
acting,
syrniges,
ftgu,
actors,
trypanophobia,
reveal