I took this quiz in AP Psych to see if I had a well developed sense of myself. It was like those quizes in teenVouge where you add up how many A's, B's and C's, except instead of finding out if he's the one or what shade of BonnieBell lipsmakers (which I still wear) flavor describes your personality it told you weather or not you're a functioning member of society. I am.
But my second highest score was the lowest level basically telling you that you have no idea who you are, you have no sense of yourself and you fail at life. Maybe it's because I can't function without things like my cell phone and iBook. Kinda like now. I didn't bring my computer to the theater today so I'm writing this out (But on the upside I do have my iPod, which I didn't have yesterday. I'm listening to Kate Nash, who I'm currently addicted to). After a while you run our of things to do during your 20 minute break during act two and the only things left are taking slightly provocative and slightly more hilarious pictures like this or blogging, and I really want my iBook. But we rough it here. Kinda like how my vitamin water sat up against the make-up lights druing act one and got all warm so it's now sitting outside of a side door getting cold again instead of in a fridge. I don't like warm vitamin water.
We had some random people backstage today. Nicole is here so she came back for a little bit before the show while I was getting ready and it was totally chill then, but intermission was crazy and then people came back and kicked everyone out. But for some reason the green room was like a giant mosh pit. Speaking of giant, that's the size of my headache. I have a love/hate relationship with two show days. I'm currently hating it because I have a major headache and I have to do another show tonight. Maybe it's because Bailey was over 'til 1:00 last night and I got up at 8:30 to go shopping with my friend.
It's his birthday. It's also National Hug A Gay Day so it's like his birthday times eight. That and the fact that a singing telegram dressed as Prince Charming showed up to the theater to sing to him. He did it in the lobby so the audience saw it too. We have it on video, and it's already on facebook...less then a day after it happened. Which goes to show how facebook controls people's lives, is more addicting then meth, and ruins families. Not really, but it's my main reason for not getting things done.
But my second highest score was the lowest level basically telling you that you have no idea who you are, you have no sense of yourself and you fail at life. Maybe it's because I can't function without things like my cell phone and iBook. Kinda like now. I didn't bring my computer to the theater today so I'm writing this out (But on the upside I do have my iPod, which I didn't have yesterday. I'm listening to Kate Nash, who I'm currently addicted to). After a while you run our of things to do during your 20 minute break during act two and the only things left are taking slightly provocative and slightly more hilarious pictures like this or blogging, and I really want my iBook. But we rough it here. Kinda like how my vitamin water sat up against the make-up lights druing act one and got all warm so it's now sitting outside of a side door getting cold again instead of in a fridge. I don't like warm vitamin water.
We had some random people backstage today. Nicole is here so she came back for a little bit before the show while I was getting ready and it was totally chill then, but intermission was crazy and then people came back and kicked everyone out. But for some reason the green room was like a giant mosh pit. Speaking of giant, that's the size of my headache. I have a love/hate relationship with two show days. I'm currently hating it because I have a major headache and I have to do another show tonight. Maybe it's because Bailey was over 'til 1:00 last night and I got up at 8:30 to go shopping with my friend. 
It's his birthday. It's also National Hug A Gay Day so it's like his birthday times eight. That and the fact that a singing telegram dressed as Prince Charming showed up to the theater to sing to him. He did it in the lobby so the audience saw it too. We have it on video, and it's already on facebook...less then a day after it happened. Which goes to show how facebook controls people's lives, is more addicting then meth, and ruins families. Not really, but it's my main reason for not getting things done.
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