I seriously felt like death yesterday. I went to rehearsal already in a bad mood from then night before (work always puts me in a bad mood, mostly from cabin fever). No one did ANYTHING to make it any better. First of all for some reason everyone decided it was ignore the fuck out of Kristin day. Also, one of the cast members has been making a behind the scenes films. We watched it today, it was very funny, exept for 2 things. One, I WASN'T FUCKING IN IT. Two, i had broguth my boyfriend to rehearsal a few times cuz he was waiting for me and I just had him sit in the audience till I was done. The other cast members didn't know who he was and thought he was just some creepy guy sitting around. Well they put him in the tape and everyone was laughing. HAH! I'm glad it is all so funny to you fuckers. Oh did I mention in the credits he took pictures of all of us and compared us to look alikes, and they compared me to Lydia Deets from BeetleJuice. Apparently I am a token goth or something. Dude, I am not even goth. Maybe compared to all of them I am. But look at my fucking picture, do I look goth to you?
Not to mention I am ready to smash the face in of the next fake person I am forced to interact with. Fake people need to die. I am fucking tired of people who pretend to be nice to make themselves look better.
You know, those are barely even the things that have me in this mood. But as I said, I was already mad, and no one helped. Well, my best friend and roommate attempted. They gave me food and we watched a fucked up japanese movie. They made me smile for an hour or two. But when I went to bed I felt like death. I still feel like death. I had wanted to come back to my dorm last night and drink, but my roommate didn't want me to drink in the mood I was in. But fuck I feel like I need SOMETHING to fix this. I dunno. Alchohol, cigarettes, pills, ANYTHING.
Not to mention I am ready to smash the face in of the next fake person I am forced to interact with. Fake people need to die. I am fucking tired of people who pretend to be nice to make themselves look better.
You know, those are barely even the things that have me in this mood. But as I said, I was already mad, and no one helped. Well, my best friend and roommate attempted. They gave me food and we watched a fucked up japanese movie. They made me smile for an hour or two. But when I went to bed I felt like death. I still feel like death. I had wanted to come back to my dorm last night and drink, but my roommate didn't want me to drink in the mood I was in. But fuck I feel like I need SOMETHING to fix this. I dunno. Alchohol, cigarettes, pills, ANYTHING.











fake people suck, i can tell when someone is faking it and that can really piss me off.