Day 5...negative 700

march 9, 2007 i swear i am not that negative but apparently i am.

my day started off with me not being able to buy a cup of coffee and then finding out that my account was negative 700 dollars and change. WTF mate. where does money go and why do they charge so much for things, and why do i keep making arithmatic mistakes with my decimals. its frigged me over twice now. also, last night my cast told me i was the jaded bitter one. I'M THE ONLY NEW ONE. i find that funny. so do they. yeah, i've spent all morning trying to find an internet connection and make the bank stop charging me...which they did.....cause i'm cute.

thank you jess beck for buying me some coffee after randomly running into me. you are my angel right now, still not as funny as my beth, but gettin there, just as bad ass. beth, just so you know, i call jess beth all the time and she never answers. i will tell her she needs to from now on, and that way i will think i'm with you for the next 7 months. and also we're going to vegas on the 24th or something for the barry manilow concert. we'll have a few hours in the city to kill so we need to meet up. i misssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss you. so yeah

rehearsal is 4-midnight today. WORK

So clearly today started out a little rough. Came home after a few hours at Panera and the bank to an empty apt fully cleaned and nice. HOWEVER, my roommates, upon leaving, threw out my orange juice and my turkey and when I came into my room the cleaning ladies had stripped the sheets and taken my PERSONAL pillow case. It was baby blue and made of that t-shirt material. It was my love. So ruff morning wouldn’t you say. Also, found out I wasn’t getting paid today and not until next week. Lets talk. Pretty shitty, no money, no internet, no money, no turkey or orange juice, no pillow case, no money. But because I have an amazing boyfriend I’ll be getting grocery money soon and then when I’m in the positive for whatever reason I’ll pay him back. Nothing like feeling like a loser and having you’re boyfriend pick you up. The things I put him through. So yeah, I got to rehearsal

Have I mentioned how amazing my cast is. Simps bombs ya’lls fors reals. There’s some lingo for all you normal speaking kind. We learned 3 dances today but they were insane hard. We leanred a dance waiting for the Robert E Lee, all hat tricks, a tango to a song called I Love Paris, and then the mens Russian dance from the Nutcracker. I’ll put it this way, my entrance is from upstage center through a door and I do a switch center into a massive turning jete. The other guy does a switch and the other does and round-off layout stepout. Then we do a serious of toe touches and end the dance with 6 spot turns, a double, and a double tour to the knee. OK. Finally, my moment to shine. The singers thought I was great which I laughed at because they are ridiculously talented but it was just nice to show people what I can do and not look stupid. It was so cool.

During our break I taught the boys how to do that turning switch tilt jump and how to leap your body off the ground while laying on your back. Whatever. I love them. We also discussed what our poster might be. Each cast of each ship usually makes some kind of poster that’s just about them. There’s a big wall that all the previous casts have posted their posters. Some are like got oo’s for the Oosterdamn cast, others like like Westerside for the Westerdamn cast. That’s the one with Evan and Brad/Deloy/pick a name already that I have to pass by right by the door every freakin day. Done with that shit. Anyways, we were talking and I was thinking about some kind of yearbook thing like all the upperclassmen and then me, the freshman with braces and zits and stuff. But then I didn’t want to look busted for future casts to see so we thought of senior superlatives. As of know I’m voted most likely to get an eating disorder and I’m gonna take my pic with a stick of celery and a bag of cocaine. Hahaha. But who knows, its just the first idea that got positive response. We also have a quote book. That thing is NUTS. I’ll try to steal some and share with y’all.

We came back and did the tango which is VERY intense. Very sensual and steamy. My partner is Shaunace and she is soooooooooooooo fun. We just laugh the whole time. She’s from Canada. Love me some Canadians. Anyways, my teachers are still boring and the guy teacher is a little chunky. Maybe that’s my future. Tear

So we came home, mashaun and I cleaned out the fridge and talked about religion and history and then I found my turkey. HOT DAMN. I go in all the rooms and look through the clean sheets and still can’t find my pillow case. I was about ready to cut that cleaning ladies throat. Then I found it and now I’m about to sleep on it. THE END.

This is long y’all and I don’t use cocaine, just sayin it makes peeps real skinny. sorry