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March 14, 2003 - 8:26 a.m. twelve hours of sleep are good for me so why am i still so stressed out? maybe because i have to write an essay that is due two weeks ago? and then try to see a show to review that i can't reserve tickets for and order checks from the bank and i'm getting emails about auditions for shows coming up that i WANT to try but have no recent headshot, or um... anything prepared... aaaaaghhh yes, it's true. my life is not so bad... i know this we got the confirmation call about the apartment... we got it!!! so that's settled. also got an email... fuck fuck fuck.. about which i've been trying not to worry since.. from Jaimie... about Stephen Leacock.... and my privileged 'white' position... so, yeah. um i don't know what to say 'cept i don't think i did anything wrong... more stress, of a drivers test.... and my review both on the 26th.. waaaaaaaa. ya that's me bawling... can't wait for summer. I am going to relax ... like, really relax...
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