Oh fucking great.....isn't life wonderful? I'm such a fucking moron. Twelfth Night and The Lady of Shalott on the fucking English Regents?????!!!!! Lord let Ms. Hoffman be in a good mood when she grades that hunk of shit. Not to mention I'm an understudy AGAIN! True, it's an honour to be in Frisch play but being a junior sucks ass. I want to do Shakespeare not some fucking crazy old lady who sings about lambs. Oh fuck. I have to sing. DAMN! My life gets better by the fucking minute...
I'm soooo cold. Damn school. I really do hate it! All I do is work and it's still not good enough. This is the first time I've updated my xanga since this summer! Pathetic, I know. I feel so blah. Tired and lazy and bitter. I wish I was in ETC. In the warm sun on the oregano field or on Cooie's porch reciting sonnets and watching little Atticus from the corner of my eye. Or staring at the imperfections on the yellow wallpaper from my bottom bunk. And having Alicia follow me around during rehearsal breaks taking my temperature. Being a bottleshop costume hostage. Or talking to Sara, Sam, Sophie and Lezane until 2 am eating crasins and pastacios. Being in Kyra's car listening and singing along to "Let it Be". And my awesome Royal Family birthday cake. Crying from pain after Georgia's yoga class, and crying from embarrassment in Rob's voice class. Reciting the Raven in a dark church and swimming in that beautiful lake. And just sitting the Player's Lodge talking about polotics and bunnies and listening to Georgia and Howie making music. Wow....oops. Anywho. My part sucks in this play I don't do anything but sit there for 2 periods and waste away. I hate it. I think I would rather not act at all. I know that sounds spoiled, but it's true. It's a waste of my time. And I think Rosenberg sees that. I hope I can go to NYSTEA this year....I doubt it though. I have to go feed the cats.
We were talking about the space between us all And the people, who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion Never glimpse the truth, then it's far too late, when they pass away We were talking about the love we all could share, when we find it To try our best to hold it there with our love With our love, we could save the world, if they only knew
Try to realise it's all within yourself No one else can make you change And to see you're really only very small And life flows within you and without you
We were talking about the love that's gone so cold and the people Who gain the world and lose their soul They don't know, they can't see, are you one of them? When you've seen beyond yourself then you may find Peace of mind is waiting there And the time will come when you see We're all one, and life flows on within you and without you