Actually yeah, I am kinda lonely.
My bro is having a sleepover tonight with one of his friends and I am on the computer blogging.
Am I the only one who sees a problem with him having more of a social life than me?
So while I haven't been eating much lately as I've been working Costume Crew, I think my calorie intake has at least doubled.
All we eat there is crap from the gas station and it's gross.
Ok that's a lie. We also steal food from the table where actors parents put food for amazing people like us. ; )
That stuff isn't healthy either though.
Today there were 2 trays of this really weirdly amazingly good stuff.
It was Fritos, drizzled in chocolate and homemade caramel.
Salty and sweet. Perfect pregnancy snack. At least that's what I think.
Too bad I don't know anybody who's pregnant.
So I'm gonna put on massive weight and look like a sea-cow.
Actually I might not...
I can out-run everybody on the crew.
That surprises me as one of the girls is nearly a Nazi when it comes to her workout routine.
And I'm a better runner than her.
But I hardly exercise and don't go running.
Unless you count to and from classes and up and down the stairs at school.
Should I join track and become an even better runner?
I'd look more well-rounded on my college apps too.
It's just a thought.
On a competely different note:
Pathological liars make me laugh.
Especially when you catch them and they don't know what to do.
Senor Crazy and my dad talked a little while back.
Senor asked my dad if I'm doing the play this year cuz he hadn't seen me around the auditorium.
He said he was doing tech this year.
I find that completely HILARIOUS but also kinda creepy.
He's been blacklisted from all theatre productions at my school.
So he was just trying to get info on me from my dad.
Creepy.
Then he went on to claim he's moving to live down the street from his sister in a house he bought for $110,000.
Paid for by the money he got from his summer jobs.
All of which he got fired from.
And there is no way anybody is going to sell a house to a teenager.
The entire time he was attempting to sell this crap to my dad he was smoking.
He's a minor and my dad knows that.
Isn't that just asking to get reported?
Too bad my dad likes to pretend he's the nice guy and didn't do it.
Senor would've gotten tested for it and it would've shown all the other things he's on.
Shame.
Well he's supposed to have left to go live with his sister on saturday though.
So I guess that means he's out of my hair.
I'm pretty excited if I must say so myself.
And so is everybody else I know.
Even the people who were his friends before all that happened are glad he's gone.
They all took my side eventually and have nothing to do with him.
They give me hugs randomly in the halls.
If you cross your fingers
And you count from one to ten
You won't get off of the ground again.
But the whole thing's just a game.
The whole thing's just a game.
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