Rose no longer has any love problems.

I am now taken. Ha. But I am keeping my last name. We've already made that bargin. He can take my last name. Besides, Lee Gershwin sounds better than Lee Bolton.

He's playing Bobby Strong and last night in the middle of 'Look at the Sky' he just turned to me and kissed me. Jackson just about gave birth to a small beluga whale. He SCREAMED "cut!" And then was like: "Where in your script does it say kiss Miss Pennywise?"

He shrugged his shoulders and did it again. God it was funny. Jackson through his hands up in the air and shouted WHATEVER.
Then we finished the run.

God, this show kicks ass.

OPENING NIGHT, TOMORROW!

Alright kiddies.

Come see Urinetown this week Wednesday, Thursday, Friday @ 7:30. Or Sunday at @ 2:30.
Bleeeeze? (I have a cold my p's sound like b's.)
Tickets are: $15
(not so bad, heh?)

It's been a busy weekend. I had auditions ALL weekend @ Imberial Theatre. Freaked meself out a bit. I've been called back, though. No school to me tomorrow, I get to go to auditions.
(and throw ub lots, because of these damn jitters)

Suberbowl barty, in a matter of minutes.
I'm'unna slide meself over to Martin and Style's "bad" as they call it.

I'm gone, kids. Bye.

Missus Katherine Meyer (Almost positive it's Katherine. If it isn't sue me.) and I talked about fag-hag ishness. I stole the word from her.
I steal lots of little phrases from her. (taken from reading her xanga, we're not absolutely close so I don't talk to her much. cool girl, very cool girly.)
She has the same problem with guys. In reality, I didn't realize I had this problem until I read one of her entries about it. She made me realize it. Damn.

In stalking Katie's xanga friends I found this way cool test thing.

TIBETAN PERSONALITY TEST ~


Just 4 questions and the answers will surprise you. Be honest and do not cheat by looking up the answers. The mind is like a parachute, it works best when it is opened. This is fun to do, but you have to follow the instructions very closely. Do not cheat.

A warning! Answer the questions as you go along. There are only 4 questions and if you see them all before finishing, you will not have honest results.
Go down slowly, and complete each exercise as you scroll down. Don't look ahead. This is an honest questionnaire which will tell you a lot about your true self. Give an answer for each item. The first thing that comes to mind is usually your best answer.





(1) Put the following 5 animals in the order of your preference:Cow, Tiger, Sheep, Horse, Pig

1.Sheep
2.Tiger
3.Cow
4.Pig
5.Horse

(2) Write one word that describes each one of the following: Dog, Cat, Rat, Coffee, Sea.

Dog::Loyal
Cat::High maitenance
Rat::Smarmy
Coffee::Addicting
Sea::Party

(3) Think of someone, who also knows you and is important to you, which you can relate them to the following colors. Do not repeat your answer twice. Name just one person for each color:Yellow, Orange, Red, White, Green.

Yellow::Chris
Orange::Stacy
Red::Jonathan
White::Carson M.
Green::David

Currently Listening Urinetown (2001 Original Off-Broadway Cast) By John Cullum, Mark Hollmann, Danny Marcus, Hunter Foster Don't Be the Bunny see related

My fag hag-ness is starting to annoy.

Most the guys I fall in love with are gay. Because all the guys I fall in love with are
A. good singers
B. good actors
C. dress nicely
and
D. are devestatingly good looking.

But on the plus side, I have billions and billions of good singing/acting and devestatingly good looking gay friends who dress outstandingly!

So loveliey.

Today was the shortest practice of my life. I only had to be there for an hour. They're running 'Snuff the Girl' and 'Don't Be the Bunny'.
We did Privilege to Pee first, so I got to get right outta there. And if I do say so myself I sounded quite wonderful. For a sickly strep girl.

Open Auditions tomorrow at Neil Simon Theatre. I'm getting all jittery.

Aaahooohaaaahaaah!!! (buck teeth)

Currently Listening Two Shots By Matt Dusk see related

A new day.

Everything was good today. No serious rain anymore. It's been pouring out here. I got a birthday card from Uncle George. I was more than SURPRISED to get a letter from him and when I opened it and discovered that it was a birthday card, I automatically said (quite loudly, might I add) "What the fuck?"

Mom did not approve. And the rest of the afternoon went on with my brother shouting the phrase "What the fuck!" dozens and dozens of times. I think the neighbors got a little agitated.

I find the skipping a line each time you press enter really annoying. I want to attack my computer each time it happens.

look it happened again.

and again.

and again.

Damnit do you see this reoccuring pattern?

I'm getting anxiously nervous about competition. This Pennywise act is getting a little difficult. I cRACkeD pretty badly on my D today. Everyone knows I have strep so it didn't really matter. Why the fuck I decided to sing? Well, no one will ever know.

I told one of my friends about my issue. You know, none of my friends really has one of these. So I keep "subscribing" to anyone and everyone (who's xangas I like) I can. But back to me telling my friend. I decided to tell Sam, because she of all people would understand. Lesbians tend to understand these sort of things, and accept them way before other peoplesies. But what can you expect? People are so damn judgemental.