the rambling thought process of today, june tenth.
wake up. dance was pretty crappy. i love when i can't even do a triple pirouette. love being second best, it is quite the best. not. I love hearing the news of "we are having all of senior company re-audition at the make up auditions".. are you kidding or no. i honestly was waiting for a just kidding.. but it never came. Did we all seriously do that bad.. haha like i don't get it. company ballet and company technique.. longest four hours of my life, seriously. get home.. pass out on the chair.. which is the most uncomfortable chair i have ever sat in and i always end up falling asleep in it.. and waking up feeling like i am seventy two. technically i don't know what that feels like.. and all old people are just one age to me.. so i don't know if that is even old. but you know what.. thats what i felt like. walk down stairs.. slowly.. don't forget my body is 72 at this point. get in the shower. with my flip flops on.. sat there wondering why and couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation so i took them off. decided to shower sitting down. some would call this a bath. but the difference is such. bath you are sitting in your own filth. sitting shower the water flows.. and never stays upon your body for too long. haha. shaved my legs.. uhm first i think all summer probably. and don't worry i've been wearing shorts like eeerrryday. diiisgusting. (ps. i hate when people say deeesgusting. it is spelled dis. thank you. come again). my phone plays tricks on me.. it doesn't send messages. for fun! awesome. uhm where was i.. haha get it i could have just looked back at where i was. but i typed it. am i going insane. why yes i am. but i took about a forty minute shower.. got out.. put my flip flops on and went to my room. sat on my bed looking at my closet. deciding whether to put clothes on or just some sweats. obviously i chose sweats. went up the stairs. ate some ham fried rice for dinner. it had eggs in it. sick. i ate it anyways. at this point the reoccurring thought popped in my head that said "annie go to farrs". i ignored. talked with my parents about the act i have tomorrow morning. as i thought to myself. you are a child annie.. and scared the daylights out of myself. haha i'll probably get a ten. maybsss. then i asked if i could go hang out.. while thinking to myself.. i do not want to change. and i was told my curfew was 9:30.. then i complained. and i am stuck home for the night. yayyyyyyy! hence this entirely purposeless post. i am feeling as though i have lost a friend. not any friend.. but a best friend. the lack of speaking is sucking.to say the least. but maybe change is occurring and if so i will deal with it. hence the facebook status. "