Anyways. So I was trying to slip in a blog last night but I was interrupted by my mom wondering where I was. So this is what I was trying to say: "I don't WANT to miss him. I don't WANT to feel cold when he's not next to me. I don't WANT to panic when I don't get a text back because I shouldn't care that much if he doesn't come to see Guys & Dolls. But can I help it? No."
And that's all I got to until I had to get back up to my room. Stupid paranoid parents...but yeah. I was kinda under the weather with the case of the lonely. But could I let anyone really know about it? Of course not! Why would I go around moping about bringing everyone's feelings down with some hopeless romance that won't go anywhere? I have to stick to my one-second-thought-a-day routine and I think I will. I should. I hope I do.
CAT, GET OFF MY KEYBOARD.
Hrrf. So. Guys & Dolls. I hate the few days before opening night because this is the worst time when people mess up and we all feel like failures when it comes to the real show. It happened to me last year and the year before and now it's happening again. Or it did. Last night. But the yelling wasn't as bad as before because they were all like "You know what you did?" I nodded. The end.
I just HATED how we had to wait around for the CAST member to end their note-taking for us to go home. All we did was sit backstage and complain about this very thing. So what if we needed to know what time we had to come back here? We could have known tomorrow. I should have left early like before. Nobody noticed.
It's a hard life of a sheep.
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