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Perspicacious
25 September 2008 @ 08:42 pm

A whole year has gone by.







People aren't kidding when they say being in love is one of the hardest things you'll ever do.



















And that it's worth every. single. minute.
 
 
Perspicacious
19 June 2008 @ 06:34 pm
I graduated.. finally.. it feels so weird to have it all over with. 


And I can honestly say that I won't miss it.  Good riddance to my high school career. 




Moving on.. I'm doing a show right now.. at Casa Manana Theatre in Fort Worth. The directors are trying to kill us. xD I'm so sore that it hurts to get in and out of the car sometimes.. lol. It's not really fun, simply because we spend the majority of our time just playing acting games, instead of rehearsing, but whatever.. it'll be done in a week and I will be happy to see the end of it. I WANT A SUMMER. I have a car now, that I can't drive because the only free time I have is on weekends, and the DMV isn't open on weekends, so I can't get my license.... And the whole 10-5 rehearsal kind of puts a damper on trying to get an interview with the financial aid people at TCC, so that I don't have to pay for college. woo.  


I'm tired... and not just physically.. 



On a different note, Aaron and I got in a semi fight last night... We've had issues with a certain something for five months now, and everytime we talk about it, and I tell him the solution I want, he says EXACT WORDS "Ok, I understand."... which leaves me with the impression that he is going to do something to change said issue. But, five freaking months have gone by and NOTHING has changed.. So I told him last night that talking to him about it was like talking to a brick wall, because he never makes any effort to LISTEN to me. He just hears me talking, but doesn't comprehend. 


I HATE when people do stuff like that to me.. I absolutely loathe it.
 
 
Perspicacious
21 May 2008 @ 10:05 pm

I have never wanted to walk out on a show before this year.. neither have I had the desire to kick my director in the shins... 


I do not want to be here... I am sick.. I'm slowly but surely losing my voice, the NIGHT BEFORE THE SHOW OPENS, which, have I mentioned I'm the lead in..? Never has a director just not given TWO SHITS about the students, and cared only about how things reflect upon themselves. 

I am screamed at every day about things that aren't my fault or my responsibility in the first place.... when I fell down the fucking stairs during rehearsal and bruised both knees and shins, ONE out of FOUR directors actually came to make sure I was okay.. One of the music directors likes to think they can give me acting notes, and tells me every day that every ending note of every song I sing is horribly flat... I am yelled at least once every two hours, usually WAY more often then that.

Do it tomorrow, and don't think I won't walk out.... you need me WAY fucking more then I need you.


I'm not usually a very vindictive person... but I'm starting to believe that anything I do would just be all the bad karma built up from the Condor's presence over this past year..


Thanks for fucking up my senior year. 




I hope you learn to rue the day you ever walked into Juan Segiun High School.

 
 
Current Mood: stressedstressed
 
 
Perspicacious
27 April 2008 @ 08:05 pm
"Soul lovers – someone you love, and would do anything for, and someone who loves you, and would do anything for you. And in that love, nothing is required for either person, because everything is already given. You love them more than anything in the world and could not live without them. "



that basically sums it up for me.
 
 
Perspicacious
02 December 2007 @ 01:34 pm
I worked yesterday. I got there and clocked in at 10:40. I clocked out 11 and a half hours later at 10:15. I sat down twice the entire day.

And I get to do it all over again next Saturday. Woo fun. In a completely not sort of way. lol.

I need to know what you people (and when I say "you people" I'm speaking to Dorian and Nolan) want for Christmas. Because if you give me any response that is the equivalent to "Surprise me," you will be getting a gift card and some Hallmark thrown at 'cho. :D 


..the season finale of Heroes is on tomorrow... and I have to work. GRAWR.
 
 
Perspicacious
16 September 2007 @ 04:20 pm
Update on previous post:: I did not get the part. Do not ask. I am still pissed. I'm stage manager. 

Anywhooo, I went to Grapefest with Aaron and his parents today. It was reallyyy fun. Their across-the-street neighbors met us up there with they're adoooorraaabbllleee little girl, Madison. We got back about an hour ago. It was tons of fun. And, surprisingly, I'm not sunburned. I got a little, tinnyy, bit of a tan, but no burn. Which is amazing since I was out in the sun for about... four hours. lol. 

I basically just played with Madison the entire time. Both me and Aaron did, really. So that his and her parents could just chill. She's two years old, about to turn three. Blondie, blue eyes. The cutest little girl EVER, no joke. We went to the petting zoo and played in the display cars on the lot. It was really fun.

And now, I'm thinking I should actually go write the essay that I should have been doing this entire weekend. It's for a scholarship. 1,000 dollars or more for any educational purpose I need. Campus visits, tuition, prep courses, books; etc. The LeTendre Scholarship. 

I hate trying to focus.. lol 
 
 
Current Mood: happyhappy
 
 
Perspicacious
06 September 2007 @ 06:13 pm
"No"  
Yesterday was auditions for "Frankenstein,"  and today were callbacks. Lauren did an AWESOME job, she auditioned for the maidservant, and in one of the scenes she was actually CRYING. She was amazing. I auditioned for the lead female role, because that's the only one I got called back for. And I'm nervous as all HELL. GAH. Because it's basically between me and one other girl out of the four that were there today. Me and Anna. Because it's like.. not OPPOSITES of eachother, but different aspects of the character. I dunno. I've been told that I did a really good job on my death scene, buuuut I guess we'll see when they post the rolls tomorrow. SO NERVOUS.

My boy is on his way to pick me up. :D I'm going to help him with his homework/eat dinner with his family/talk about auditions. He said that he misses me, because since school started we haven't really seen one another that much. It went from spending time together everyday to like.. once a week. :/ 

But anyway, I'm nervous, and happy. lol. 

Except for the fact that I have no phone.. NO CELL PHONE. So don't try to call it.

And P.S. people? FREAKING UPDATE BECAUSE I NEED INFO ON ALL OF YOU. Gaawwwdd
 
 
Current Mood: contentcontent
 
 
Perspicacious
25 August 2007 @ 03:07 pm

Scool starts on Monday.. *tear* But last night was one of the BEST nights I've ever freaking had. Dear sweet LORD it was fun. 

And all I need to explain that is three words.

Cool Whip Fight.

'Nuff said.

Oh, and a tent. haha.

 
 
Current Mood: contentcontent
 
 
Perspicacious
19 August 2007 @ 05:00 pm
My boyfriend is going shopping with his ex today because I'm with my family.. if he hadn't already ditched me for two other girls the other day.. and he asked if I was okay with him going with her for clothes shopping, and I said well, it doesn't really matter if I'm okay with it or not, now does it? and he said no.

I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt right now. But after I get back tomorrow.. I promise nothing.
 
 
Current Mood: pissed offpissed off
 
 
Perspicacious
I think I prefer not being able to remember my dreams. I thought that I would rather remember them than just wake up with feelings of dread and no rest. I was wrong. You know how you have multiple dreams a night? Well, I remember all of mine from last night, and how I died in each of them. In one, I was shot. Another, I drowned. The next, I was hit by a car, and the last I was taken hostage and he strangled me. 
            I’ve been dying in my dreams for about a week now, and I’m starting to dread going to sleep at night. I’m sure my subconscious is trying to tell me something that my waking mind just doesn’t understand yet, but it’s hurting my sleep pattern. I’m lucky if I get five hours of un-interrupted sleep. But usually I wake up about every hour, stay awake for thirty minutes, fall asleep, wake up again, lather rinse repeat. 
            In the one where I got hit by a car, I was actually borrowing Lauren’s car to go to the bookstore so I could look up in dream books what it means when you die in your dreams. And in that one her “aunt” called me. “Aunt Kara” or something like that. To tell me that she wouldn’t be able to make it to my party this week. But I didn’t know what party she was talking about in the dream. That last bit seems irrelevant, but I remember that detail really clearly, so I figure it has to be important somehow.
            My sleeping mind is trying to tell me some serious shit, but in the mean time, it’s completely fucking me over.



And, also, I totally got fucking ditched by my own boyfriend today.. I know it shouldn't reallyyy upset me this much.. because he didn't really mean it.. buuut, I was still a little hurt..

l;asjdfj

Fuck.
 
 
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