who the fuck are you to

03/07/2009

call me a dumb fuck and tell me that I should hate myself. I don't care if you're just fucking with me. You don't do that to me. I don't know you, and you don't know me. Fuck you -Bunny-! I don't even really care. It just bugs me because I don't know you, and you don't know me. You have no right to do that, no one does EVER.

Anyway. We did the play last night, and it went well, but I fucked up twice. I don't even know what the hell happened. It was so weird, I missed a cue to go on stage, and then improvised the shit out of it. It sucked, and the second time I fucked on my line, and improvised the shit out of it too. I pulled it out at last minute, and I think my improving skills made it seem more realistic.
The line was, I've just been so stressed out lately that I have to force myself to go home. My dad's just *pause* well he's really strict. To him you're not a man unless you play football and then join the army. *pause* All I want to do is write.

What I said was. I just have to force myself to go home, because my dad keeps stressing me out to join the military. He just won't stop bugging me about it. UGH!!!! Its so stressful. He's so strict, to him you're not a man unless you join the military or play football. *pause* all I want to do is write.

Lol. Though I did pull it off well. It sucked though having to improv when I know the damn script.
Oh well. It went fine, and I enjoyed being in the play, a lot more than I thought I would. And people enjoyed it a lot more than I figured they would too. I get to do it again tonight, and I'm really excited about it.