I was thinking about how my dad hates the “theater crowd” or “drama freaks” as he calls them or some other derogatory term. I forget all the names, but that he has a strong dislike for them. Well except for my 2nd cousin. Who is the kid of my “cool” cousin. The most interesting man in the world! (sorry Dos Equis guy!) You’ve been dethroned by my cousin. Anything my “cool” cousin does or any of his offspring do is cool but only for them! Nobody else! Even if it acting or theater or whatever my dad seems to disapprove of. That why I’m so afraid of doing things. Too bad I could not have been a “good daughter” and taken up things he likes and became a jock or something.
I hope my parents think I didn’t got the idea from the J-drama I’m watching Ama Chan. Because honestly I didn’t. I had the idea before I watched the show even if I had the idea like 2 months before.
Everything seems to be in order I didn’t owe the school like $300 or anything like that. I was so shocked and relived! ^-^ Ok so I’m officially a Thespian. I should say that more eloquently?
I kept seeing these signs around campus saying: “Cafe open Winter 2016”. After my business was done at the financial aid office I decided to check it out. I’ve never heard of these food establishments are they just school places? I really miss the Carl’s Jr. They seem to sell over priced rice and noodle bowls. I love noodle and rice bowls though. They bring back nostalgic mall memories. They also have pizza and some other kind of food I think sandwiches or something.
I thought what do I need to cure my jitters before I take my acting class. Of course! Candy and caffeine! It helps so much even more than alcohol. Which I shouldn’t be drinking on campus anyway. Then I thought I need something quirky. Like a quirky accessory or something. What about those hair bows I was planning to make? I still need to get some hair clips to attach the bows to. I think I need to go to the mall to get ideas and reload my bus pass.
Too bad I didn’t see people trying to ride their hoverboards up the hill at school. The hill is steep and the hoverboards go so slowly I could out walk that thing.
When I was walking to the bus stop I saw a squirrel dash by.
Since most of the performers I’ve met IRL are very boisterous and that can make me really uncomfortable only because it reminds me of when I was boisterous and it got beaten out of me (not in a literal sense) by others. I thought “I remember boisterous me. Nobody liked her much.” Then I got angry and remembered that I lost my voice because I let others take it away from me and now I can’t speak.
I’m getting sick of these music tributes by my dad they are boring and annoying. They are merely an excuse to flaunt his music trivia knowledge which has been lacking recently. Maybe I need to fake it and pretend I think he is really smart.