Today was terrible. I was standing backstage literally shaking on the inside. All of my faith in myself is gone; I SUCK. I really need some Godiva chocolate. I know what I did wrong, practically everything, and I'm going to try and fix that. I just really really despise myelf for just being so awful! uhfdksfjsid.
Some highlights of the day:
- Jessica and I having a silent rave in the crawspace upstairs.
- Getting off stage.
- Knowing most of my lines, though I screwed them up [blame my brain for malfunctioning].
- Norah letting me borrow her spoon.
- Knowing Winter's poem.
- Realizing the secret to auditions.
- Jamming to music in Taylor Renn's car.
The rest was just poop. All poop. I can't even talk about it. Sorry for disappointing you, Ian.
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