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i need a personal homework make-me-do-it person
if that makes sense
or if it doesn't....even better
so this weekend i attended the mother of all dorky events....the michigan thespian festival
and when i say dorky events i mean
i am a huge dork
of course
but...........maybe not dorky
no, we're gifted
us people of the arts
we r deep thinkers
analyzers
we are special
haha
what am i saying
stop it now
phuhl
okokok
anyways
it was a grand old time
and i was awarded not one but TWO "superiors"
and let me tell you....they do not give them out...like....candy
but more like money
yea....like money
but not actually money
cuz in order to get actual money you would have to win a scholarship
and i did not
i tried
and my parents spent approximately $17,890,450 on photo paper and ink for my portfolio which the judges flipped through like a magazine
and they could not give me a measly $500
oh well
shitty singers = no money
its ok though....cuz....i'll....show.....them???
today i woke up feeling very depressed
this was the opposite of how i thought i might feel
i thought i would feel wonderful
the stress of the festival being over
no more portfolio
or bad singing
or having to worry that i had a cold
NOW i could have a cold and love life and not be stressed
for a day
but today just reminded me that once one thing is over the next one begins
so hello college auditions
hello hello hello
hello auditions for the next WCSPA play
hello homework
hello midterms
hello feeling depressed
but now
after listing those things
i don't know why i am stressed about them
its not like i have much control over the auditions
but wait
i do
i need to go read a play
i need to go rehearse my monologues
wait...i don't have any yet
i need to get some
i dunno
i am confused right now
my head is a mess
a mess
a mess
and the only comfort i feel
lets see
the only time i feel comfort
is when i find something petty to worry about
i feel like crap mostly....but then...i think about my hair or the fact that my pants don't fit
and i think to myself
i am going to get my hair done
and i am going to drop a few pounds
and it is at this time
when i feel great
because here....here is where i have a little control
here....i KNOW what to do...how to do it....and the outcome
i like that
petty is good
if that makes sense
or if it doesn't....even better
so this weekend i attended the mother of all dorky events....the michigan thespian festival
and when i say dorky events i mean
i am a huge dork
of course
but...........maybe not dorky
no, we're gifted
us people of the arts
we r deep thinkers
analyzers
we are special
haha
what am i saying
stop it now
phuhl
okokok
anyways
it was a grand old time
and i was awarded not one but TWO "superiors"
and let me tell you....they do not give them out...like....candy
but more like money
yea....like money
but not actually money
cuz in order to get actual money you would have to win a scholarship
and i did not
i tried
and my parents spent approximately $17,890,450 on photo paper and ink for my portfolio which the judges flipped through like a magazine
and they could not give me a measly $500
oh well
shitty singers = no money
its ok though....cuz....i'll....show.....them???
today i woke up feeling very depressed
this was the opposite of how i thought i might feel
i thought i would feel wonderful
the stress of the festival being over
no more portfolio
or bad singing
or having to worry that i had a cold
NOW i could have a cold and love life and not be stressed
for a day
but today just reminded me that once one thing is over the next one begins
so hello college auditions
hello hello hello
hello auditions for the next WCSPA play
hello homework
hello midterms
hello feeling depressed
but now
after listing those things
i don't know why i am stressed about them
its not like i have much control over the auditions
but wait
i do
i need to go read a play
i need to go rehearse my monologues
wait...i don't have any yet
i need to get some
i dunno
i am confused right now
my head is a mess
a mess
a mess
and the only comfort i feel
lets see
the only time i feel comfort
is when i find something petty to worry about
i feel like crap mostly....but then...i think about my hair or the fact that my pants don't fit
and i think to myself
i am going to get my hair done
and i am going to drop a few pounds
and it is at this time
when i feel great
because here....here is where i have a little control
here....i KNOW what to do...how to do it....and the outcome
i like that
petty is good