I made it almost a whole week without posting. Weird. Not much to say, except for I am having major exhaustion issues. I don't think I'll ever be rehearsing a show while running a show at the same time again. It is definitely not a good idea. I spend most of my days in a haze and most of my nights hopped up on energy drinks.

Weird. . .

So, I had another weird dream this weekend. . . I dreamed that my director for Guys and Dolls and I got in a fight over tattoos. In the dream, he told me that the reason I didn't get a bigger part in the show is because I have a tattoo on my leg. He told me that directors don't cast people with tattoos. Weird. I didn't even know that I was bugged about this until my dream. I guess it goes to show that your subconscious really is working all the time.

Also, opening weekend went pretty well. Friday night was amazing! The audience was so with us. They laughed at things that I didn't even realize were funny. It was kind of cool. And, Saturday's audience was pretty good, too. Our performance was not quite as good, but, one scene, with me, Adam and Danielle went the best it's ever been. We walked off stage and all that Danielle and I could say was how on we were. It was pretty cool.

Do you ever find yourself in the middle of a dream that is so real that when you wake up you have to talk yourself out of it? Well, that happened to me last night. I had a dream about a guy that I really like, really love, actually. In the dream, we were dating, and it was really good. It was so good, that when I woke up I thought it actually happened. It wasn't until I was brushing my teeth that I figured out the truth. My mind made the whole thing up. Sad day. :(

On a lighter note, Guys and Dolls opens tomorrow night. AAAAUUUGGGHHH!!! I'm really nervous. I know everything is starting to pull together, and that makes me happy, but I'm still scared.

I think I am at a new level of tired. Just thinking about typing gives me dyslexia of the brain, but, I guess it's ok.

Last night we got out of rehearsal earlier than Monday, but it still wasn't super early. We were done running the show by a little after 10, but, we had notes that lasted until after 11. So, suffice it to say, I didn't get to sleep before midnight. But, I have kind of reached a point where I am getting giggly, and stupid. Trying to focus on work is rough right now.

I finally got my costumes for the play on Monday night, and my Havana costume is HOT, if I do say myself. I also am a cowgirl in the first scene, and that is pretty cool, also.

Wow, not much to say. I wish I was more interesting today, but my synapses are not quite firing right. :)

Good Morning!!

Let me tell you, I am so tired, but happy to be alive. :)

Last night I had rehearsal sooooooo late. I got there at 6, but I didn't get home until after midnight. And, by the time I got to sleep it was after 1, so, this morning when my alarm went off, I wanted to die. But, I got up anyway, and here I am, at work.

OK, so I have said that I love being single, but, sometimes, I just want to have somebody. It would be nice to have someone to come home to on those late nights who actually realized I was gone. My roommates are great, but, it's just not the same.

Anyway, moving on to something else. . .

I spent about an hour and a half on my floor curling my hair yesterday, and I have never felt so attractive. I curled it for rehearsal, and, let me tell you, I looked hot. I wore my bright blue Los Hermanos shirt, which makes my eyes look amazing, and my cowboy hat (kind of cheesy, but it looked cool). It was the best I've felt in a long time. I think I need to do my hair more often. Once I'm able to go to sleep early again maybe I'll start getting up early to do my hair.

Well, I lost my battle with the vending machine, Friday and today. It's those big pink frosted cookies, they get me every time. :(

K, so a conversation I had Friday night.
"You thought you were smart."
"But then you came to BYU."
"You thought you were talented."
"But then you came to BYU."
"You thought you were spiritual."
"But then you cam to BYU."
"You thought you were attractive."
"But then you came to BYU."
This conversation went on and on for about 20 minutes. I always thought this was pretty funny, but Jen thought it was even more hilarious than I did.
But, you know, it's very true. BYU is a very good school, but it always seems like your best isn't good enough. You're always surrounded by people who are much better at things than you are. I mean, there aren't many people who go to BYU who didn't have a 4.0 in high school. Or who haven't played the piano for, like, 20 years. Or, who were their Laurel presidents. It's kind of daunting sometimes. It's not like other colleges in that way. At other colleges, there are always the people who have parents paying for them, and never do anything, and they manage to basically sleep through school for 4 or 5 years. But, at BYU, if you don't get good enough grades, they put you on academic probation and kick you out if you can't get your act together. Sad, but true.

Anyway. Fun weekend of lots of rehearsal. :) We open on Friday night, and I'm kind of scared about it pulling together. I know it will, because it always does, but, it still scares me. :(

K,
So, apparently I am fighting a losing battle with the candy machine at work. I made it all day yesterday without purchasing anything. But, I had a bag of apples at my desk, and every time I had an urge to grab my wallet, I grabbed an apple instead. But, sadly, I am out of apples today, and the machine is now calling my name, and I'm afraid I'm going to heed to its beckoning. :(

And, that one thing that I told that one person, I don't think I should have, because now I'm hurt. And, it's not their fault, I think I hurt myself. I don't want to be sad about it, but I am. Every time I look at them, it makes me more sad. Ah well, life goes on.

Things that must go:
Middle school boys who don't wash their hair.
Late rehearsals.
Missing someone you can't have.
Candy machines!! :)

Things that must stay:
Warm fleece blankets.
Sleeping in.
Early rehearsals.
Bootleg jeans.

K Guys!

It's been a while since I've posted a blog on here, so lots has happened in my life. But, I'll skip to the good parts.


First off. . . In May I got a new job at a car dealership. And while it was fun, at first, now I'm totally over it. I love the people I work with, but I'm totally ready to move on.

Second. . . My love life is still non-existent. I've liked some boys, but, alas, things have gone nowhere. Also, I'm still kind of pining over that one guy from a long time ago. I'm mostly moved on, but, I still think about him sometimes.

OK, enough of that. I'm on to other things.
Things that must go:
Salesmen getting mad at me because they didn't do their job right in the first place.
Being 8 days from opening night and having no costumes. But, not the director's fault. :(
Being in the "friend zone". Anyone else who has been or is there will no exactly what I mean. If you don't know, you're a lucky person. Hope you never do find out.
Contact lenses and glasses. 'nuff said.
Skinny jeans.
Girls jeans on boys!! Ewe!!
Angry customers.
Boys who have longer hair than I do. And now that's a pretty big thing, because my hair is getting long. :)
Having uncontrollable crying or laughing fits.

Things that must stay:
Cute boys.
Happy co-workers.
Flowers.
Photos.
Chicken burritos with green sauce from Cafe Rio.
Fuji Apples.
Sugar Babies.
Oranges.
Long hair on me. :)