Friday, October 23, 2009

Congrats Males of Canada

Rating male lover by country

*note this is not my list.... I found this on the Internet... seriously


World’s Best Lovers
1. Spain
2. Brazil
3. Italy
4. France
5. Ireland
6. South Africa
7. Australia
8. New Zealand
9. Denmark
10. Canada

Way to go Canada! Gold star.

Friday, October 9, 2009

oh and I feel this needs to be said

Today I met a boy that is a non British, less cute version of Rupert Grint.

I was dragged into helping a friend with her biology lab, she needed a Guinea Pig, and I said yes, after much deliberation. Well I had to get up early, I charged my Ipod, stocked it full of Mugglecast and South park, to keep me entertained so that I do not annoy Jena........ W arrive I sit down, Jena sets up her microscope and in walks Rupert. Oh I have decided to call him that for I do not know his name. Jena, we need to work on that. Well, I stared, and I think only Melanie has seen how I stare wide eyed and mouth opened when I oggle men. So Melanie..... I was doing that again. I tried to listen to my Podular but I felt Jena needed to know this kid sitting across from her and one person away from me, is a look alike of my true love. This was clearly more important than her lab. so how did I do it....

The high school way of course! I wrote Jena a note and slipped it to her. She informed me, that she noticed when he walked in... and was just waiting for me to say something..... Am I really that easy?...... To read.... Oh no not that way...... ummm....

So I decided to befriend Rupert. So that Jena will have friends in her lab... but more for my own selfish needs. Sooooo I think it went quite well.... and it can only go down hill from there, when he tells me his name is not in fact Rupert, this will be disappointing. and the fact.... I will never see him again.... for he is at Dougie, and is present during labs ....... and I am in neither. Oh well Rupert, It was awkward while it lasted.


Sorry for the drool!

Georgia on my mind

Thanks to all that came out to the show!. and to my number one fan who came twice......

also to my Bp Gang members, it was awesome to see you, and Lindsay... thanks for the biggest hug I have ever had. I hope I made you proud!

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Sorry Gangsta!

Sorry!






and this is for me.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Angry Face

I am very pleased to be in Oaks. I am proud of myself. I took a chance to do something that scares the shit out of me, being vulnerable. and the show has been well received which is pleasing

I feel a lot of anger right now towards people, I don't know if this is genuine anger, or if I am affect by what happened tonight, or if I didn't hunker completely and am still carrying around my character.

I feel let down by people who have declined my show, and haven't given me a reason. I guess this is childish. but these people mean a lot to me, we go way back, and i worry there friendships have been swayed b/c of circumstances that I guess I am not giving my full attention b/c I am trying to dedicate myself to this crazy masochistic career I have chosen. I feel horrible.

After the Oaks incident today, I went home an cried. I don't know why. I wasn't involved, but this voiced opinion got out of hand. I am so thankful I never opened my mouth, everything just snowballed. I cried for Fiona. So those from Douglas reading this: show up! Support us please!

For the first time in a year, I wish someone was here, and was holding my hand, allowing me to cry on them, let out all my frustration, anger, insecurities, heartache. They would let me yell at myself for I am angry, I am confused as to why I do what I do. I want something, and I don't know how to break through this stupid fucking wall I have put up to stop myself from reaching it. I am scared that everyone else will get there before me, and I feel I am falling behind, because they have there lives, relationships, careers, homes, and/or money figured out and I am stuck. Scared shitless, of life and failure. I want truth, but feel people don't give it to me.

I want to know honestly what you thought of me, what you thought of the show. If I sucked, tell me. How can I learn? How can I grow? How can I let go?

My mom , and Laura seemed really proud of me for my performance and I thank you. Right now remembering Laura saying I was amazing makes me teary eyed. and the hug, and saying you cried. Ah, that is why I love you and invite you. You show up, and are so proud to see me.

sorry guys I needed a little sad post

P.S. I like hugs. So if you are happy to see me, or are proud, or need me. Give me a real hug, and I will hugg you back! I just want to feel wanted and loved right now.