dude. i went out, for like.... a liiiiiitle while. then my stomach hurt so bad that i had to find a ride home, or like... die. so i'm at home. still dying though. i'm seriously ready to call 911 and be like "wassup, i think that i have the ulcer from hell. it is possessed and trying to kill me. please send help."
oh my god! on a less whiny note.... derek got the part of matt in the fantastiks at city circle! get down wit yo bad self derek! you rock so much. i'm sorry, but i was so excited when he told me, i SCREAMED in the parking ramp. (this is how i react to OTHER people getting parts.... imagine my reaction to meee getting parts ... diana can contest to the fiasco i caused when i got alice. all the administrators come RUNNING out in the hall "what's wrong what's wrong?!?!" i go screaming off to miss hamm's room, interupt all these kids taking a test... i was so smooth. kept my cool on that one. big time.)
hoooly god there is DRAMA going down at studio tonight. there is one person i feel sooooo so sorry for. poooor boy. and sunday tried to convince me to climb in through the window. and littleblondesean put brown streaks in his hair, so now i'm gonna have to start calling him littlezebrasean, because he has zebra hair... and i saw miriam, and i left her a message that was like "i love you, i understand why you couldn't stop and talk. i dig it." aaand what else? there were SOOOOO many bar crawls out. jesus. so many. and strippers at studio.... and one of them touched me. and i was like "oh no you didn't, do NOT be rubbin your nasty stripper self on me. ew." aaaand what else? SO much shit going down, and all in like... two hours. i left all early due to my terrible condition. ow ow. i literally cannot sit up anymore, that is how much pain i am in. so, i'm going to lay down, until some of my drunk ass friends call and need rides. at which point i will haul my butt back downtown and deposit them all in their homes. don't drive drunk kids. don't do it. you'll kill someone, and i will hate you forever. if you are drunk, and need to go somewhere, for the love, call someone. i will come get you if at all possible. there are certain people, who shall remain nameless, you know who you are, who need to STOP driving drunk. call a cab, or call me, or walk yo ass home. ok. end my anti drunk driving rant. but seriously kids, seriously. drinking is one thing, driving drunk is a whooooole different one.
one more thing.... i'm driving to davenport to see rob and kismet tomorrow morning! yaaaaaaay!
oh my god! on a less whiny note.... derek got the part of matt in the fantastiks at city circle! get down wit yo bad self derek! you rock so much. i'm sorry, but i was so excited when he told me, i SCREAMED in the parking ramp. (this is how i react to OTHER people getting parts.... imagine my reaction to meee getting parts ... diana can contest to the fiasco i caused when i got alice. all the administrators come RUNNING out in the hall "what's wrong what's wrong?!?!" i go screaming off to miss hamm's room, interupt all these kids taking a test... i was so smooth. kept my cool on that one. big time.)
hoooly god there is DRAMA going down at studio tonight. there is one person i feel sooooo so sorry for. poooor boy. and sunday tried to convince me to climb in through the window. and littleblondesean put brown streaks in his hair, so now i'm gonna have to start calling him littlezebrasean, because he has zebra hair... and i saw miriam, and i left her a message that was like "i love you, i understand why you couldn't stop and talk. i dig it." aaand what else? there were SOOOOO many bar crawls out. jesus. so many. and strippers at studio.... and one of them touched me. and i was like "oh no you didn't, do NOT be rubbin your nasty stripper self on me. ew." aaaand what else? SO much shit going down, and all in like... two hours. i left all early due to my terrible condition. ow ow. i literally cannot sit up anymore, that is how much pain i am in. so, i'm going to lay down, until some of my drunk ass friends call and need rides. at which point i will haul my butt back downtown and deposit them all in their homes. don't drive drunk kids. don't do it. you'll kill someone, and i will hate you forever. if you are drunk, and need to go somewhere, for the love, call someone. i will come get you if at all possible. there are certain people, who shall remain nameless, you know who you are, who need to STOP driving drunk. call a cab, or call me, or walk yo ass home. ok. end my anti drunk driving rant. but seriously kids, seriously. drinking is one thing, driving drunk is a whooooole different one.
one more thing.... i'm driving to davenport to see rob and kismet tomorrow morning! yaaaaaaay!
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