halladolwen's diaryCurrent - Archives - Profile - E-mail - Book - Notes - Links - Design - Host Touch-a, touch-a, touch-a, touch me : 7:50 p.m. : September 21, 2003 |
| So I went to the movies last night with everybody - we totally bonded and had a blast. I'm not pissed off at Chelsea anymore - in fact, I feel like I'm finally not the New Girl anymore, even though it's been more than two years. So I had so much fun, except that I found out my friend might have MS. Which really sucks. He was acting incredibly strange last night....gah. So Jenny is putting on Rocky Horror....and I get to be Janet!! If my dad lets me. I desperately want to be in it, because a)all of my friends and I are going to collaborate to make it work, b) I want to play an ingenue/lead role, and c) because it would be so dman fun! I read the script today, and I was totally blushing....it is 100% risque. Gah. It seems like my dad ruins things sometimes for me because his rules are so much stricter than my friends' parents' rules. And it bothers me. Am I THAT untrustworthy? Does he REALLY think that if I play a slut in a movie, I am going to go off and sleep with the whole football team, to use a cliche? I hate how I can't be trusted to make my own decisions. But I'm GOING to be in this play. I have to be. And I am going to try every way possible to get permission. One good thing about it is that he won't be able to come and see it - Jenny is the director and she says that only high school students will be admitted to the shows. No adults, no children. Whee! So if I do get to be in it, my dad won't be able to see it. SO I'm talking online to my friend Max right now, and i asked if he would be interested in playing Brad if he lived close enough. And I told him I would be playing Janet, and he said, "Well, in that case, I have to play Brad." (Brad and Janet are engaged.)(in the play/movie.) Awww, ain't he sweet? I luff him. I have so many cool friends. I feel really loved, which is kind of weird. I have so many phone calls to make and letters to write. Gah. I really have to put my imood up soon. Must remember to do so. Oh! I was at the pool today, swimming my laps (25 in 30 min, baby!) and after i was done I sort of hung out with these two 7-year-olds who are so CUTE. And I said we should play dolphins. And one of the little girls said, "Yeah! We can be swimming along, and we can get stuck in an oil slick, and you have to rescue us!" ?!?!?!? And this is a seven year old talking. Where does she get ideas like that? It was so unexpected. And we were in the deep end and there were these little boys in the shallow end, and one of te girls said, "Let's go to the shallow end!" and I said, "Why?" and she said, "Because the boys are over there." Again, 7 YEARS OLD!! Gah. They get younger all the time. I am so silly. I really enjoyed talk like a pirate day yesterday. Arrrr! Avast, me scurvy dogs! Man the gangplank! Oh, one last thing. I really need a boyfriend. Just someone to cuddle - that's all I ask. This stuff here is mine, unless otherwise stated. That's why it has my name on it. Thank you. |