hmm

west side story is going to be horrible.

im scared shitless.

ok, so heres the deal...

acting is great. we all ROCK when it comes to that.
but the band is going to kill us. I understand its hard music, i have seen it, i have tried to play it (in my head of course, and i still couldn't make sense of it) but...well, come on people... our dress rehearsal just ended, and it went horribly. Bram is now playing like... three songs? wait.... ok, i feel pretty, a boy like that...and america...

OMG. poor bram. hes playing three on piano. man, he shouldn't have to do that. he shouldn't have to pick up more than he already has. so much pressure, i dont think he needed more.

i mean, he wanted a cigarette. we all did (well, those of us who have smoked on occassion wanted one) and who wouldn't? it was stressful. we're sitting here listening to this band, and we're terrified. they're missing some cues and we're getting too far ahead of them.

its both of us though. we can't find the cues in there, and its hard to hear from where they are.

oh, scary. how are we going to perform this tomorrow night? i got back at nine....i was rehearsing from 4. wow. thats a while.

well, other than that, i'm great!

not

as you could tell from previous blogs (as in from the weekend) things are shitty.
funny how im not in a bad mood from that though, right? technically, i should let myself have a good crying fit tonight over lots of things. but i wont. because i am still content. I AM NOT SO SLEEPY

oops

i just remembered my almost failing mark in APS. great. theres something i can do without.

god damnit.

stupid summer! WAIT UNTIL IM READY

anyway, yesyes....umm....nothing else. tired, legs hurt