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18 April 2009 @ 02:03 pm

I love crew. I love knowing what im doing while people triple my age stand there confused. It makes me smile. I hate crazy clueless people who wont open doors or tell us whats going on..... "What are you doing??????? Theres a balet dancer next!!!!!!!!!!!!" meow. I love how lovely it is out and how on my first day in the sun i manage to get slight sunburn on my face..... it makes me look like such a boo radley. tis my first time in the sunlight in ten years.. oh and i also killed my parents with scrapbooking shears... IM ITCHY! i think i have a flesh eating disease or something. you never know these days. This is pathetic. Im too lazy for proper grammar or spelling. whats my age again? i need to go rub my cinderella shirt in the dirt so i can look like a proper servant. hmmm. i also need to call al about chem. hmmm. ow. itchy. meow. 








                                                                                                         ...buckhead
 
 
06 April 2009 @ 10:02 pm
Woo! Gill finally has one of these bad boys and shes pumped! 
Today was pretty fun even though snow is a freaking demon that i despise. I like texting nonsense to people who think im serious. Confusing people = pure entertainment. My love for pinata making in dwindling, after three hours a night for two night im kinda over it. I'd like to thank the academy and allison for taking darwin away for the remainder of break. Im not sure how I feel about mr. prince footloose. I havent decided yet. He's not what I expected. He looked thoroughly confused today when I spoke to him in a man voice. Also, me and layne's behavior isn't quite "normal" so im not sure how he's taking that. I feel really bad but i actually dread those rehersals sometimes. I feel like i should want to be there but a lot of times im not really enjoying it too much. Maybe if i just unexpectedly changed my part down an octave it would make everything better. I'd love to see the look on people's faces as a little princess starts singing in tenor/ bass range. That'd be cute.
 
 
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