Uh-oh

Ok, so I came back home today from a weekend with my mom. Whew. It was immensely tiring. She is quite something. Crazy, that's what she is. She couldn't stop yelling at me for one thing or another. Grr... I did go to the Dickens' Fair, that was fun. I dressed up as a French beggar boy. Boys are always easy to be because of the whole pants/shirt thing. Women have to get extravagant gowns and such. And the corsets, have I mentioned the corsets! Ugh... Even though they're so awesome and pretty... But expensive! Eh...
Well, anyways, back on agenda. I came home, right, and started talking to one of the girls in the dorm (a freshie). Somehow the conversation dipped into the upcoming auditions for the school musical and she said she was going to audition. ARG! If I didn't already have enough competition with Iona! (possible spelling errors on that name) Keep in mind this is for female roles. Although... as I said in a comment on Peter's blog, I could play a guy... But then that would mean competing with Peter... DOUBLE ARG! I don't want to compete with anyone! And that girl was going on and on about how much experience she's had acting, and she's a really good singer, and she was in the fall performance thingy dancing! I haven't a chance... Keep in mind, once more, that this is for a main character. I'll probably get in, I'm a fairly good singer and I've been acting since before kindergarten. Erg... God, just look at what I'm saying. Heh, and we were arguing who would make a better whore. I'd definitely win. ;)

Well, I don't really have much else to say, I'm just avoiding doing my homework. Teehee. Lilly, if you're reading this, I agree, we should meet. Email me: killthesmallones666@yahoo.co.uk And for the record, if Kiele is one of those really good friends you were talking about, she's my really good friend too. I've known her since I was in... about 4th grade.

PS to Peter: I don't care if you only grade POWs (and I'm taking the liberty of assuming you grade PODs as well). It's the principle of having one of my friends read, judge, and grade an assignment of mine. I'm not terribly upset, but it is slightly irking. I'm doing one now (a POD), that should have been finished and turned in quite some time ago. I can't get it out of my head that you're going to read what I'm writing. I keep thinking, upp, Peter's going to be reading this, should I really say that? And I keep putting it off, editing what I say in it, wondering whether you'll think it's stupid or not, etc. And what you think of how I didn't turn it in on time. And even if you don't think it's stupid, you then know what I received grade-wise on it. Mostly because you gave it to me. And then I start to wonder if you think I'm stupid or not.