Pickin' It Up But Then I Put It Back Down
So I'm pretty much obsessed with changing things on my blog now. First it was my picture from the Cheshire Cat to the HotHotHeat album cover. Now it's a flower and now I've deleted my pictures on the side. I want to put new ones there...ones from this year. I remembered what Dee did last year when we decided to change my colors around and I'm proud to say that I was able to do the same thing...with much trial and error.
I can't believe that I haven't done anything important for so long. I have a list of things to do...and I've only done a couple of them. So much for my "stop procrastinating, you lazy ass" resolution coming to fruition. Oh well, my driving is getting better, so I'm doing one thing on my list.
Maybe all of this change is my conscience telling me that it's a new year and I need to start afresh. I am, though; new things are starting up and I'm looking forward to them. I'm looking forward for the next few years, to tell you the truth, because I don't know what they hold for me. That's a scary statement, yet exciting. I'm excited to actually get a job this summer and earn some real money. I hope that I can do at least one show with Tim, whether it be in the Fringe or with Jane. Don't you sometimes hate it when people ask you what you're going to do next year? As in people who aren't in our program. It feels strange to say "Oh, audition as much as possible and cross my fingers" - quite often they just smile with an "Oh, good for you" kind of look in their eyes. It's odd. It feels different to not have a concrete answer like "I'm going to school" or "I have a great job all lined up"; instead, we're like tumbleweeds blowing in the wind. A wind that is made from a huge fan on stage right.
Tomorrow I am doing work - cabaret work and more line work. Jarmo's present is all ready and I'm extremely excited about it. I might make myself one.
It's rather early for me to go to bed, but as per usual, I have to give myself time to think.
All technology hates me.
My iPod nano (named Daisy) is being a bitch.
Not to mention the FM adapter.
Will nothing just WORK?
Stupid bitches.
Just in case you were curious.
I can't believe that I haven't done anything important for so long. I have a list of things to do...and I've only done a couple of them. So much for my "stop procrastinating, you lazy ass" resolution coming to fruition. Oh well, my driving is getting better, so I'm doing one thing on my list.
Maybe all of this change is my conscience telling me that it's a new year and I need to start afresh. I am, though; new things are starting up and I'm looking forward to them. I'm looking forward for the next few years, to tell you the truth, because I don't know what they hold for me. That's a scary statement, yet exciting. I'm excited to actually get a job this summer and earn some real money. I hope that I can do at least one show with Tim, whether it be in the Fringe or with Jane. Don't you sometimes hate it when people ask you what you're going to do next year? As in people who aren't in our program. It feels strange to say "Oh, audition as much as possible and cross my fingers" - quite often they just smile with an "Oh, good for you" kind of look in their eyes. It's odd. It feels different to not have a concrete answer like "I'm going to school" or "I have a great job all lined up"; instead, we're like tumbleweeds blowing in the wind. A wind that is made from a huge fan on stage right.
Tomorrow I am doing work - cabaret work and more line work. Jarmo's present is all ready and I'm extremely excited about it. I might make myself one.
It's rather early for me to go to bed, but as per usual, I have to give myself time to think.
All technology hates me.
My iPod nano (named Daisy) is being a bitch.
Not to mention the FM adapter.
Will nothing just WORK?
Stupid bitches.
Just in case you were curious.

1 Comments:
hahaha. Jarmo. I don't think that it's ever not going to make me laugh. I'm a fan of the new blog. And I'm glad that you helped me with mine. Woo. 16 out of 22 days isn't that bad :)
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