Today is one of those days where all I want to do is punch some bitches in the face. I swear, this show is going to make me start cutting again. I’ve got angry pencil marks all up my arm.
Kay, working a 2 1/2 hour country concert. Just saying, the Quebe Sisters are kicking some serious ass. I am gonna have to go buy a cd or something…like them up. Country swing and fiddle playing at it’s best
queen-psychosomatic: We started frenching passively and we took off each others clothes enthusiastically. He felt me up before I took of my top. Then I took off my black leather bra and he took off his pants. We went on the bed and started making out naked and then he put his boy’s thingy in mine and we HAD SEX. (c is dat stupid?) Excuse me? EXCUSE ME WHAT IS THIS WHY WHY. He put his tool...
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Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Is it our fault that half the cast can’t make it? No. Is it our fault the rehearsal pianist couldn’t make it until noon and told us last night? No. SO STOP BITCHING because we are trying our damnest to have a good attitude and make the best of our rehearsal time today. God damn it.
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Hey future, here again? It’s time for me to pick classes tomorrow morning. And I promised myself I would only procrastinate until the end of fall quarter…and then that moved to the end of winter quarter. And now I am sitting here with my head in my hands going “FUCK’ because well, to be quite frank, I have screwed myself over so hard and fast I am surprised my vagina...
On a somewhat serious note today because of a conversation the other day: I...– You Didn’t Thank Me For Punching You in the Face « Views from the Couch (via golden-notebook) This sounds like my mother (via konfusionwithak)
Went to a dance with the roomies. Was okay, but all the cast members were fucking eachother on the dance floor so I kinda didn’t bother hanging around them. Also, like half of them smoke. So gross. If you are an actor, a SIGNING actor at that, why the fuck would you fuck up your instrument like that? Whatever Got an 86 on my last CPR assignment. Which is bullshit. Can I just say: my essay...
france: sixty ten
world: france what are you do—
france: four twenties
world: france stop it
france: four twenties ten
world: france that doesn't even make any sense
Oh my god...bitchtastic
Seriously, that was brutal. I feel bad for the poor girl. I would have started crying. Jeebus.
Happy Valetine's Day!
Oh hai, life. Yes, happy valentine’s day. What did you get me? 9 hours of class, 3 projects due, and six hours of work/rehearsals? Aw, you shouldn’t have. Really.