sososo....
I just returned from a pit band rehearsal that included the cast members who sing... umm, yeah... it sucks.
this band should have been rehearsing for at least three months; they've only rehearsed for one. it should have been put together at the start of the semester at the latest. and in general....it sucks.
this musical will be a falling piece of shit, breaking into billions of pieces and flying into the audiences eyes and mouths and ears and noses....
oh god, its horrible. it really, honestly is. NOTHING sounded good.
as for my life? it is currently in turmoil. i have a book to read that I simply CAN'T focus on, as well as an essay on it and another due in two weeks. i have a performance for that as well, a week after the essay is due.
I'm starting to get closer to failing APS, with a mark of 57. i need to PASS that fucking course! So many assignments to do (i need to do a poster tonight, as well as stupid debate information shit. god, i wish i didn't have to.).
on top of this? pressure. After grad, All my friends will be gone. I've already lost one, who has a grudge (thats all it is, my ex-friend), Emma is talking about not being around, and everyone else is graduating...except Josh. but then again, is he really a friend?
in general, i'm starting to get freaked out with the whole friends thing. I'm paranoid right now about what they're really thinking, if I'm really just a giant joke... i've always worried about that, ha...
just next year's stuff. i will be dead next year. I will die a long, slow, numbing death...
ontop of all of this? I am generally pissed off at everything and everyone. most of all, me. me? yes, me. just for being me. I hate me. Always have. i took a testy thingy, some sort of...GAH, whats the word?...self esteem test. Ego is 40, average is 35...i got a 21...
tells you something, doesn't it?
so, being pissed off at everyone, i can't help but feel that no one is trying to see things my way at all...well, ok, not NO one, just one..
friggers
i'm in a shitty, tired mood. at least i finished the jimmy page painting (instead of reading).
Tomorrow I'm going to Mrs.Davis's, because i was suckered into it. Thursday i work, Friday another horrible rehearsal and then TO! WOOT. thank god for family, all i have left....in missisauga...
well, that was my self pity-ish rant. tada!
I just returned from a pit band rehearsal that included the cast members who sing... umm, yeah... it sucks.
this band should have been rehearsing for at least three months; they've only rehearsed for one. it should have been put together at the start of the semester at the latest. and in general....it sucks.
this musical will be a falling piece of shit, breaking into billions of pieces and flying into the audiences eyes and mouths and ears and noses....
oh god, its horrible. it really, honestly is. NOTHING sounded good.
as for my life? it is currently in turmoil. i have a book to read that I simply CAN'T focus on, as well as an essay on it and another due in two weeks. i have a performance for that as well, a week after the essay is due.
I'm starting to get closer to failing APS, with a mark of 57. i need to PASS that fucking course! So many assignments to do (i need to do a poster tonight, as well as stupid debate information shit. god, i wish i didn't have to.).
on top of this? pressure. After grad, All my friends will be gone. I've already lost one, who has a grudge (thats all it is, my ex-friend), Emma is talking about not being around, and everyone else is graduating...except Josh. but then again, is he really a friend?
in general, i'm starting to get freaked out with the whole friends thing. I'm paranoid right now about what they're really thinking, if I'm really just a giant joke... i've always worried about that, ha...
just next year's stuff. i will be dead next year. I will die a long, slow, numbing death...
ontop of all of this? I am generally pissed off at everything and everyone. most of all, me. me? yes, me. just for being me. I hate me. Always have. i took a testy thingy, some sort of...GAH, whats the word?...self esteem test. Ego is 40, average is 35...i got a 21...
tells you something, doesn't it?
so, being pissed off at everyone, i can't help but feel that no one is trying to see things my way at all...well, ok, not NO one, just one..
friggers
i'm in a shitty, tired mood. at least i finished the jimmy page painting (instead of reading).
Tomorrow I'm going to Mrs.Davis's, because i was suckered into it. Thursday i work, Friday another horrible rehearsal and then TO! WOOT. thank god for family, all i have left....in missisauga...
well, that was my self pity-ish rant. tada!
prematurely released by Norah at 6:51 PM
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