Sunday, November 11, 2007

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.:Reowar:. Well turns out fate smiles upon me. She doesn't like me. And then fate slaps me in the face: she thinks i like her and there is a rumor going around in the elementary. Dubya tee eff? Oh well i can just explain if i can get the note i wrote her. It has a secret message on the side like Raito pulled on L with the suicide notes. It reads "First, sorry on this Tesla, it just wont work understand?" She probably wont find it unless i tell her. Her friend said she was asking her if she thought I might like her, she said "Hell no!" x3 And she said "No one would like you Tesla your just too ugly" I stood back in the arguement but I did think "That's kinda mean to say to your best friend." Well Ken and I watched Death Note 1-37 and he felt so bad when L died. x3 I hugged he and he patted my shoulder and said "This is the only time I'm letting you hug me!" I said "Well dont expect anymore!!" It was funny. Rehearsals tomorrow...And on Thursday's rehearsals, i kept getting sprayed by a squirt gun. And i mean a big one. It was supposed to be fun and if you laughed on stage you got squirted, or if you did some action wrong you got squirted. I got shot once, i laughed, got shot again, Ken took the gun, i turned my back to the audiance after the scene was over and was talking out of character and he got me and said "No backs to the audiance Matt!" I noogied him a bit and some girl who is really bad at reading took it and squirted me and the director got the gun back and got me and said "Dont be messing with the peanut gallery Matt and get off stage" So i threw my script because i was pissed because no one else got punishment but me and i threw my book and i yelled "This is BULLSHIT! I appologized on Friday to the director and asked what happened. I told him my granddad (The one i live with) may die from heart surgery that's coming up, and it's true..He may. Im just really stressed. If you read all this, thank you for you god-like paitiance, please comment. And i feel like im really getting sick...Throat's sore, I'm a nemic (I think i spelt it right) It means i have weak blood...And i need Iron pills and probably iron shots *Hugs knees* And I'm not lieing..It's all going spiraling down for me it seems.

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