the dress rehearsal of hell
we, dress rehearsal is over, but we didn't get through the entire play. so, back tomorrow for yet another dreadful rehearsal. oh boy. the stakes are UP!
also, very recently, our water pipes exploded from the freezing degree weather. therefore, no toilet, no sink, no washing, NOTHING. HELL AGAIN. no matter where i go and what I do, hell is behind me. I won't sleep well tonight either, since I NEED to finish this freacking guitar(which has now been worked on a bit) and memorize lines more, and....arg. i need black pants.
so much to do, and it feels like a lot of it is beginning to crash around me.
and above it all, despite my taking care of the house for a week, i am told that I am being selfish by giving people a ride home and not asking for one so my parents don't have to drive.
theres truth in that, i understand that perfectly, but until exams are over, and this damn play is done, i don't NEED that stuff right now. He just got back, and I don't need to hear him bitching about damn mistake i make.
AAAAAAAAAEEEEEEERRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGG
i hate step-parents. i think that if we can't get the water fixed, I will sleep over at my dads instead, get a ride to Jazz with them, etc....die at some point maybe
all in all, it has been an emotionally testing day, and I'm getting close to the breaking point.
rub everything in my face gord, yes, keep going. i don't care!!!
gark
love that word.
i need to be in a mental institution, severely, and all I want right now is a guitar to play, and I don't even have that! god damnit this week sucks ass!
also, very recently, our water pipes exploded from the freezing degree weather. therefore, no toilet, no sink, no washing, NOTHING. HELL AGAIN. no matter where i go and what I do, hell is behind me. I won't sleep well tonight either, since I NEED to finish this freacking guitar(which has now been worked on a bit) and memorize lines more, and....arg. i need black pants.
so much to do, and it feels like a lot of it is beginning to crash around me.
and above it all, despite my taking care of the house for a week, i am told that I am being selfish by giving people a ride home and not asking for one so my parents don't have to drive.
theres truth in that, i understand that perfectly, but until exams are over, and this damn play is done, i don't NEED that stuff right now. He just got back, and I don't need to hear him bitching about damn mistake i make.
AAAAAAAAAEEEEEEERRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGG
i hate step-parents. i think that if we can't get the water fixed, I will sleep over at my dads instead, get a ride to Jazz with them, etc....die at some point maybe
all in all, it has been an emotionally testing day, and I'm getting close to the breaking point.
rub everything in my face gord, yes, keep going. i don't care!!!
gark
love that word.
i need to be in a mental institution, severely, and all I want right now is a guitar to play, and I don't even have that! god damnit this week sucks ass!


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