Work in Progress

You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”/...But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

AAAAHHHH.

Suite problems.
ALREADY.
On top of alll the stress that goes hand in hand with it being hell week right now.
It would be completely solved if one person just opened their mouth and said the obvious that they're not doing a good job of hiding, regardless of what they seem to believe.
Then the person they're so obviously upset with will be able to be calm and not be on the brink of tears like they were almost all of last night because they're afraid they're screwing up the friendship, even though the problem is with the other person.
Yeah.
The mad one is now avoiding ALL of us. Completely. And it's not pretty.
We don't even live together yet!
Merde.
I'm on a Wicked kick right now. And it's happy =]
Juries are coming up. And my lesson today consisted solely of me playing my solo with my pianist. No scales or etudes, which were what I was needing to go over a little more than the solo.
Joy.
I'll live...
=P
I am so ready for tour week right now, it's not even funny.

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