My roommate, JT, asked me what I was like in high school. So I re-read a lot of my old entries on here ( Read more... )

I got a job! and it isn't at Hooters!

How long have I had this blog? Since middle school ( Read more... )

It doesn't matter how many defamatory emails you send to Josh. I'm not afraid of you ( Read more... )

I get $1k for touring with Twelfth Night.
-$200 credit bill
-$75 phone bill
-$15 internet.

I need to write a bazillion things.

My friends in Rside crack my up sometimes.

[Athena-Casual Scott]
youre the besttttt

[You]
02:09
xoxo
(no homo)

[Athena-Casual Scott]
02:09
xoxo
(lots of homo)
<3

Maybe my current insanity is causing me to slowly try and kill myself with exhaustion ( Read more... )

So. The fact that I'm a scantily clad dancer in our Lady Gaga raver rendition of Twelfth Night is poisoning me. I've become obsessed with my body. I'm addicted to exercise and obsessively count my calories. I was cheerful today until I remembered that I forgot to calculate my Chex Mix snack and went 194 calories (and 45 grams of carbohydrates) over ( Read more... )

So. Call backs... done... rehearsal... sort of went to.

Meanwhile... I GOT THE LEAD IN A MAINSTAGE PLAY! I'm playing Lil' Bit in How I Learned to Drive. THE lead. There is a cast of five, three chorus characters, Uncle Peck (who molests me), and Me. I'm super excited.

NOT ONLY THAT, but I was also cast in Twelfth Night as a Showgirl.

My stomach is doing so many flips that I might throw up all over the place.

I'm on my way to my first main-stage call back
...then to rehearsal
...then to another call back
...then back to rehearsal.

Did I mention that I'm exHAUSTED?

Oh, and I haven't had my phone all week... since it died and Josh has my phone charger. Boooo.