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Monday, April 23rd, 2007
7:26 pm	Do you remember... Today, my dad was leaving yet again for another business trip. This is common. He's only in town 2 or 3 days a week. During Midsummer, our schedules would often conflict and I wouldn't see him for more than a week because we'd both be so differently busy. But yeah, I knew he was going to leave. And I was reading, but he asked me a question so I walked over to him and told him. But I just felt like talking to him a little bit. So I would just ask him detailed questions about what I would have to do with things and if he needed anything else and even told him my plans for the summer. Just because. And that rarely happens. And he was waiting for Kathy to pick him up, so I just stood and waited with him for no particular reason. And then he called her and asked if she was still picking her up and she said no. So he just left. And when he left, he just casually said "bye" and closed the door. Gone till Saturday. And that's just... normal. And for the first time in a long time... I wish things were different. As much as I don't like the way my dad lives... I can't help but love him and care about him. And I just feel like we already don't live together anymore. I don't know how he can live that way. :( I'm crying. I haven't cried about my dad since I was like... at least a single digit age. Current Music: John Legend (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 4th, 2007
2:07 am	You'll still be here tomorrow but your dreams may not What is this feeling (so sudden and new)? No, really. I want to know. Why am I so overcome with gloom, sorrow, depression? Is anything really that bad? It doesn't feel like it. Why am I taking life so harshly? Not too much has changed. But it feels like so much, sometimes. And I react differently and I just can't help it. I guess it's my new stage of life. And I think I know how I got here. I've always been somewhat of an optimist. I've been known as being a realist, since I'd point out things that were realistic, even if they weren't the happier things. But still, when in doubt, I'd look for bright sides. I'd find good in things. I'd be content with what I had. I grew up Catholic. I was a pretty religious little kid. And everything I did, I knew that God was looking out for me. Even if I just couldn't comprehend life, I had no worries, because that big man in the sky was giving me the okay. He'd make sure nothing went wrong. Then something happened. I stopped caring about that big guy. That is, I wasn't sure whether he was there anymore. It stopped seeming probable. But life didn't lose all purpose, oh no. Luckily for me, at the same time I started to wane in religious fate, I gained a new ideal: punk rock. I had a purpose in life. That purpose was to go against the ordinary, to not accept what was given, to rebel against the unjust. Life had so much purpose. Everything I did was so powerful, if even making a peanut butter sandwich or brushing my teeth. Every band I listened to was changing my life, even if they were just singing about girls and high school. Everything was huge. It meant something, so life still felt meaningful. But one day, that rubbed off. I stopped feeling so profound about little things. But I didn't give up, either. Because I was still finding happiness in little things in life, and that happiness made the fact that there was no profound purpose for me to find... okay. Because happiness cured it all. Happiness became a purpose. I just wanted to seek happiness and keep it. And then, life mattered. Now... what's the problem? Life's been changing, over these 2 years that I've kept that happiness philosophy. I've had my share of ups and downs. But I've let the sad times lead me to the happy times, using the theory that "the bad will make the good feel so much better." And boy, did I preach that to people, too, whenever they were low. But the longer I went on, the more the happiness stopped making as big of an impact in my life. Not that it didn't matter, because happiness is still the greatest thing to grace this goddamn planet. It's just that... it wasn't life changing. Just momentary goodness. And the sadness, the depression, the pain... that became life changing. That became a part of everything. Even when there was no need. So, not only was there a sort of emptiness about... but I'm just sad. I'm not a sad sack, really. I'm actually happy most of the time. I don't go through life slumped over and crying. I don't hate everyone. I'm pretty normal. But everything. Every. Single. Thing. Is undertoned with this unspeakable sadness, this dreadful feeling that just won't go away. I want to make it go away, but the things that used to be used to cure that are either changed, gone, or just simply don't affect it. Or perhaps just out of my reach on a consistent basis. So often times, I walk around with nothingness. I play songs in my head that make me feel like the transitionary periods of life are like parts in movies with music overdubbed. But that's just to take my mind off of things. If my mind were on them, I'd feel so empty. Life has never been so unsatisfying for me. I don't understand it. But that's probably just the whole purposeness thing hitting me. That little thing that light's a fire under my ass. Sometimes it's like a double life. I either switch back and forth from happy to sad, or I live them on top of each other... I go through happy moments where inside I'm miserable, or I go through sad times and deep down I'm happy. It's times like these that I realize I don't know shit about life yet. And that's funny, because I used to fancy myself quite the expert. I was about to say I wish I could go back to the good old times. But I don't. I'm tired of that, too. I really don't wish I were younger. I'll still remain the Holden Caulfield figure, I guess. I know this because when Nina tells me about this Brian fellow and I give her huge hugs... I'm not playing around like I used to. I really do get sad inside. I really would scratch out the "Fuck You"s in her life. *sigh* Is there anybody out there? Or in here? Or there? Yep... comfortably numb sounds just about right... except not quite comfortable yet. I'm getting there. Current Music: dead silence at 2:23am (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, March 12th, 2007
12:46 am	Life is over Starting now. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 26th, 2006
5:14 pm	Thanksgiving Vacation... SUCK(s)(ed)(ing). Current Mood: rather not Current Music: ipod not working (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, September 11th, 2006
8:48 pm	Cornelius Hackl, Ma'am. My heart is about to burst. My head is about to pop. Now that I'm Cornelius... who cares if I evvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvver stop. Current Mood: 28 3/4 Current Music: haha, oddly not Hello Dolly. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 1st, 2006
11:37 pm	School. It's not even worth mentioning anymore. From here on in I will pretend like the moments that I'm there don't happen and will not refer to them. It's such a waste of life. It'll be best if you do the same for my benefit. But in all seriousness, my classes this year are so boring and regular. And I have no friends in them. Okay, Niko is in two, but only sits with me in one. And the rest, I exaggerate not. No friends. Just stupid, obnoxious, ignorant people... aka Loyola guys. Yeah, fun. As much as my dislike for the way things have gone there has built up, I've never had so much reason to just hate going there. This year is the winner. Current Music: my brain (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, August 24th, 2006
1:02 am	Ah! I don't even know why! I'm just feeling down! It has to be this time of year, doesn't it? Just school comin' up and everything... and things just feel suck. I mean, it's not too much. But this feeling of dread for so many things that never seem bad at all in the summer. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Fuck that shit. My motto. Current Mood: my body feels like fire Current Music: what I always listen to when emotions are there, RENT (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, July 21st, 2006
12:14 pm	Views from the inter 1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me." 2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions. 3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions. 4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post. 5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. All right. Frankie gave me some questions. Here goes. 1. If you could repeat any day from the past, which would it be and why? Tough one. I really had to think about this one. But I'd have to say opening night of Bye Bye Birdie. Even though I didn't know it at the time, it was one of the greatest times of my life. I was too busy being worried, but the show was so much fun and it made me so happy and got me so close to people at Immac. At the moment I was on stage I was at the peak of my happiness. And I was doing what I love. It was too good to give up and too good to only live once. 2. What do I remind you of and why? Hmmm... this is a question that could have different interpretations, so I'll just go with my own, since it's for me. You remind me of a past full of innocent emotion (both good and bad), a present of pure happiness, and a future that just can't be so bad. Happiness. 3. If you could spend a week with one person, out of the whole entire world, who would it be and why? The first thing anyone wants to do with a question like this is pick their favorite person, probably someone famous or something like that. I would probably pick Woody Allen or some director that I really like, or something like that. Or Natalie Portman. But if I really think about it, why would I do that? They don't know me, and they wouldn't really care that much about spending a week with me. I'd be excited, but they'd just be there. I wouldn't like that so much. So I'd want to spend it with someone I know. And not just that, but someone who'd truly and honestly want to be there with me, and not just feel like, "sure, a week with this person wouldn't be so bad." I love all of my friends, but I'm sure there are many who would, consciously or subconsciouly, prefer being somewhere else. So what came in my mind was mostly either you or Sam Sam. Because I feel that with the same question, I could be the answer with you guys. I know that doesn't really answer the *one* person... so I'm going to choose one person that isn't either of you. I'd say Monica. Because even though I haven't met her, she would still care about me being there. And we have a lot of memory for people who've never met. So there you have it. 4. If you could live in a movie, which would it be and why? Ahhh... ever so hard question. You know how to pick 'em. But I think, as long as I skip a bunch of movies that include time travel (since traveling back in time is one of my deepest ambitions), I'd say Fast Times at Ridgmont High. Because it's the movie I've watched the most and feel the most at home with. Were I in the actual movie, I'd know where to be at the perfect moments. And the movie always makes me feel good, so I'd feel constantly good living in it. 5. How does Frankie make Jon feel? Ever nervous, like before?... and why? Frankie makes Jon feel good. Warm, happy. All great feelings. Like nothing could go wrong. All that good stuff. Nervous? Nah. Comfortablitiy has gotten rid of that stuff. I knew it would. I don't even think about that stuff that made me nervous. Which is good. Oops, I stopped doing the third person... I should have said 'he'. Ah well. I'll stop. There's no negativity there. No nervousness or worrying. No sadness. You make me feel good. :) There we have it. Current Mood: happy Current Music: ben kweller (11 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 11th, 2006
3:19 am	I don't need sunshine now to turn my skies to blue... I don't need anything but... the play. Ugh. Even in summer with no school and not too much stress... I just want the play. Watching the DVDs for hours into the morning don't make things feel better. Ah well, at least I remember happiness more easily. Current Mood: happy-sad Current Music: bye bye birdie/annie (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, June 26th, 2006
12:24 am	I wrote a poem I'm very proud of myself. It's been more than a year since the last time I actually tried to seriously write one, and I just sat down and pumped this out in about 45 minutes. And hey, I actually like it. The reason I was inspired was because Sam Sam was reading me a lot of her old songs that she was ashamed of. We had a good laugh. I tried to make her feel better by telling her about my old poetry, but then I just started to miss writing it. And I liked a lot of it. So I just decided to sit down and make something. I couldn't think of what to write about, and I wanted it to be something that I feel right now. And I feel happy. Really happy. And I feel like that's what life is about. So I wrote a poem about happiness, and a poem about life. Now I'm even more happy. And I'm so proud so I'm posting it here. Don't feel obligated to kiss my ass, I don't need it. But if you have anything to say, I wouldn't mind. :) "A Song for Life" O sing, O sing to happiness The reason life is great Revealing life is full of love Discarding all the hate When happy, one can’t feel distress In fact it is not there For when your heart is rid of bad How could there be despair? O sing to feeling invincible To be atop the world Come watch as lifted hearts rise high See dances being twirled For happiness is what you see When watching children play And what you do see is how you should be In every single day At times when you are feeling sad Like you cannot go on Remember that happiness will be there When all the trouble’s gone And when it’s gone and you are smiling You take in all the joy Just know the level of pleasure you’re feeling, The badness did employ So throw away the troubles life will give You need to see the good in all – and live! Current Mood: GUESS! Current Music: silence (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, June 16th, 2006
2:47 am	I don't own emotion; I rent Uggggggggggggggggggggggggh Sometimes I'm too emotional for my own good. Current Music: rent (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, June 15th, 2006
1:28 am	Go see An Inconvenient Truth. Go see An Inconvenient Truth. It's really good. I think it could possibly go down in history as one of the most important movies made of this time. Well, only if we shift into the right direction. You just must see it. Don't let anything get in your way. If you need a ride or you can't afford tickets, talk to me. I can get you in for free and supply a ride. If you hate Al Gore, it doesn't matter. I don't care much for politics and I enjoyed it a lot. I'll get you a free ticket. You won't be giving money to Al Gore and if you don't like it you can sleep and not feel bad about it. There. But seriously, the movie really struck a chord with me. I was never really big into politics and I find the whole idea to be ridiculous, especially stupid presidential debates. But watching this movie made me wish Al Gore was president. Not because of anything that has to do with political parties, but because he seems like a good guy who knows when to trust his emotions, knows how to accept things as serious or a joke, and just knows what the hell is going on. I'd feel more at ease with a guy like that heading this country. But yeah, aside my point. Regardless of political situation or anything, everyone should see the film. Period. Current Music: see how we are (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 7th, 2006
9:04 pm	I'm done for, I guesssssssss This feeling that occurs after a play is over… it’s like a mixture of my stomach crunching in, my brain spinning in circles, and my heart wringing all emotion out of it and letting it run through my veins. It’s amazing just how sad I can feel after these things. I miss this stuff. I remember writing about the “memory days” back when I was doing Auntie Mame. I totally felt it again. I would start to miss things mere hours after they had passed. I’m thinking about being at Leah’s house 24 hours ago and I get butterflies remembering things as fond memories. I know today is the same. It’s horrible. “I’ll Cover You (Reprise)” brought tears to my eyes today. I was thinking of different Rent songs to put into my video spanning over the years of doing the plays. My God, life just doesn’t sound interesting right now. School? Fuck that shit. I have a test tomorrow, a project due tomorrow (that needs a presentation along with it, mind you), a preliminary thesis due Tuesday, lots of journal revising, plus all of the other work for my research paper and my Shakespeare stuff for Acting Class. Oh yeah, and that paper on My Fair Lady. I think I have 1 and a half weeks starting today. I’ll do it the day before, most likely. I feel like I want to just live in the plays forever. I’ve said that statement before. I’m stating it again not just because I feel like it again, but also because I’m starting to feel just how much this can’t happen. I’m starting to become more realistic. Because I realize that I loathe all of this work ahead of me, but I have to do it. And it’s not just necessary for having it done, but also for the balance between the easy, good stuff and the complicated work stuff. I’m going to be starting my job this week and I just have to balance life. Because when there’s no balance, life doesn’t just suddenly become fun day in and out and happiness reign forever. It starts to balance out to a perfect nothingness. Hence summer sucking so much ass after the thrill of sleeping in wears off (a week). Ugh, but even still, when I state this I don’t want to do work AT ALL!!! I said good-bye to Gigi and Joe today. I might never see them again (okay, I’m being overly dramatic. a) they might come visit b) even Joe admitted the possibility of coming back when we said we’d never see him again). It seems weird. I don’t feel like I should be doing this, now. Ever since I decided I was going to be doing nothing but Immac plays for my whole high school career (after just one play), I felt like it would stay the same the whole time. The cast would feel the same and Gigi and Joe would be there. But I had to eventually realize people graduated and newbies came in. But still, Gigi and Joe were supposed to be there forever. I can’t say good-bye until I graduate. And even still, I tell them they can call me if they ever need help (so there’s not another Daddy Warbucks situation). But no. They’re leaving. After Gigi had been doing drama for more than 20 years there, had become a part of Immac itself, she’s leaving. And taking Joe and Rachel with her. RACHEL!!! Rachel helped me become more comfortable singing in public. She showed me how I could find my voice when I felt it was impossible. And she helped me to not be so self-conscious on stage when I live a life full of self consciousness and adding a stage should multiply it by a million… she made me like singing 1000 times as much as I ever did. She, too. Things will be different. But one thing will still be the same: this red head will be on that stage. So I’ve decided that I like Immaculate Heart better than Loyola. Okay, I decided that a long time ago… but still. It hit me really hard. Not just some things… so much. I was watching the documentary on the school and I got all warm and fuzzy and I felt like I was a member of the school and it was so good. Then I remembered I wasn’t. It just looked so great to be a part of that place. And it felt good to be a part of it when they showed footage of Bye Bye Birdie. And I could imagine watching a Loyola documentary and vomiting all over my pants. It would probably be focused on how the students get into great collages and the football teams kick ass and a bunch of shit about how great the people there are. But God, being at that school… I just don’t feel right at all. I never feel at home. I feel like I’m in a prison I’m forced to deal with for those hours a day. I leave as soon as I am allowed. I don’t relate to 99% of the student body and they’re immature in return. Everything is so phony and tries to put up the illusion of being great. I hate most of my classes and I don’t learn in most of them. Therefore, either justification for it remains nonexistent. I don’t feel a part of any brotherhood. I’m very heart-over-head. I need emotion to become attached with something. I can’t attach any emotions with the institution. (Is loath an emotion?) Guys are so distant from each other there. The only guy I’d consider myself close with that I met while going to Loyola would be Niko, and we were in Immac plays together (where we were able to get closer). Everything else is strictly academic or strictly immature. I can’t deal with it. The stupidity is amazing. I’m sure other Loyola guys would find my idea of stupidity to be invalid because I’m not going for the top Honors and AP classes, but their view of stupidity would be too limited in that case. Ugh, thinking about my school after thinking about good memories… it just makes things worse. It makes my sadness deeper and my disappointment with the present stronger. Fuck it all. Current Mood: sad Current Music: all of the musical songs playing in my head at once (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, April 20th, 2006
6:47 pm	breeeeak my body. I'm kind of relieved. I just confronted my dad about my English grade (aka the reason that my Spring Break plans have been canceled). I guess I confronted him the right way because there was no yelling! We had a discussion! I'm so proud, I presented everything perfectly and in the right order. It was beautiful. The outcome: I get to do Ta-Da: Encore. I just have to keep my dad up to date on anything that will be graded in English. I can do that. And I have to study twice as much. I can do that. For Immac performances, I could rule the world. However, the world wouldn't want that. However, I still have the dilema of no $. It kind of sucks because the slight plans that I could possibly make have to be limited to my not spending money or my mooching. I don't like either very hotly. I applied for a job at AMC. Hopefully this time things fall through with that. I'm actually excited to get a job and get started and all. I want to have my own money. I feel a small amount of independence. In fact, lately I've been visualizing my life after I move out and am living on my own. I was just imagining the life of a struggling... person (I hesitate to say artist because I have yet to actually create art). I went to a free screening of an Austrailian movie called Somersault on Tuesday. It made me feel like I was on my own. I went to a free screening, parked on the street for free (about a 5 minute walk), and brought snacks in my pocket. Total $ spent = $0.00. I can totally picture myself working at a movie theater when I'm on my own, seeing movies at the theater I work at for free, going to free screenings for other films at Laemmles, and going to the New Beverly. That sounds like the life for me. I also have been collecting a lot of movie posters lately, and I can picture my apartment being filled with movie posters. Wow, I'm already excited! But, alas, spring break hasn't been great. I mean, it's great to not have to do all of that English homework all the time and to sleep whenever I want. I've been doing community service the past few days so I still get up early, but the point is I don't have to use my brain after I get 6 hours of sleep. Otherwise, I'm just struggling to do things over this vacation. I had a lot of time to watch movies and read. I finished Youth in Revolt, which was a good 500 pages. I haven't finished a 500 page book in a period of time of less than two weeks in a very long time. It's sad that my life has been reduced to that. And I watched about a movie a day, although I went to a few fouble features (on one day I watched Princess Bride and went to a double feature later, totaling at 3 movies in one day. Paradise!) However, my Netflix films have been taking forever in the mail this week, so it feels like torture. Anyway, just kind of a spring break update thing going on. Right now I'm pleased because I just had the conversation with my father. Things are looking up. I'm reading Cat's Cradle (thanks Sam Sam) and feel rested. 3 more days. I'll probably have to do a littl ebit of homework over this period (well, all of it, to be exact). So I hope school doesn't kill me too much. And look on the bright side: I've got more Immac fun over the next 2 weeks! Plus birthday fun with Frankie! So yes, I can smile! Current Mood: pretty darn good Current Music: B-52s "Private Idaho" (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 29th, 2006
11:10 pm	I know the depression's depressing... You wanna laugh? The night before opening night of Bye Bye Birdie, I wrote a livejournal entry that said this: "Opening night. Nuff said." My mood was "worried." What? Bye Bye Birdie was the best show I've ever done (which is only out of 3 so far, soon to be 4). It was amazing. It was terrific. It was so flawless, and it was some of the most fun that I've had in my entire life!!! I was worried on opening night??? That show was ready!!! Well... it's the day before opening night. I'm here again. I'm worried again. Only this time... it seems right. I mean, Annie was just crazy. Cuh-razy. However, I must admit that it has progressed a lot in the past few days... even without Joe. The show's coming together. Just a few people *ahem* Warbucks *ahem* need to have their lines/songs 100% memorized. But still, it's coming together. And it's natural to worry about opening night. Christ, it's OPENING NIGHT!!! But, y'know, it's usually not as bad as I'll think. *knocks on fake wood* I don't want to think about what will come out of this. I just want these next 4 days to last. Current Mood: Worried ;) Current Music: Annie songs in my head (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, March 27th, 2006
12:22 am	Belle and Sebastian and The Shins Could there be a better 2 days after Independence Day? Nope. But seriously, I've been waiting to see both of those bands live for almost 2 years (definitely approximated since I technically saw B&S live 2 years ago). FINALLY! I'm a happy little/big boy! Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: B&S and The Shins combined in my head (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, March 24th, 2006
1:21 pm	In regards to the last entry... Nevermind. Niko can do it. Which changes things. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, March 23rd, 2006
8:29 pm	"One week, will it ever be right???" "Then out of the hat, it's that big first night!" Yeah... a week until Annie opens. That's scary. We haven't rehearsed enough. Our cast is no where near full. We don't have anything... costumes, props, ACTORS!!! Yes, Colin was kicked out for not going to any rehearsals. And then they called Niko to see if he could be in the show... and he just found out that he can't. We have a week left and we need a Rooster. And the thing is... I could be Rooster. None of my parts conflict with Rooster's. And I did audition for Rooster. I wanted to be him. But they chose the talented new guy who didn't go to rehearsals. Then they chose the guy who's not even in the show and can't go to rehearsals. And then, maybe, possibly, they'll choose the guy that auditioned for the part and went to every rehearsal (sure, I missed 2 hours to see Belle and Sebastian at Amoeba, but it was nothing life threatening, and I still went to rehearsal after!!!). So yeah, maybe I'll be Rooster. I know, I sound like a whiny baby, don't I? I'm supposed to just accept the fact that I wasn't cast as Rooster. But y'see, I just can't help but feel that none of this crap would have happened if I were cast as Rooster. Then Koji could have been casted as Bert Healy and he'd have a song to sing (which he deserves more than I, since he's actually talented in the singing department). But they went with that new guy, and I sensed trouble. Trouble happened. Still. If I'm Rooster, I have to learn 2 songs and 3 scenes with lots of lines. And we're opening in a week. That's the kind of thing that would be on a reality show and if I failed in the end I'd be voted off and have an X on my face on a billboard. But this is not television. Just reality. I have a lot of singing (higher than I can reach, I think) and memorizing ahead of me this week... plus my normal life... But hey, only if they cast me as Rooster. Oh yeah, come see the show! We just got a Warbucks about a week ago and Roosevelt came to one or two rehearsals. Rooster has never rehearsed, really... No, I mean it. We've obviously been through a lot of shit with this show, the last thing we need is to not have an audience. Come support us. It's still a fun show. Still has good music. Still has wacky characters in it. Still fun. Just HECTIC! Don't let it discourage you!!! My apologies for this ranty entry. I just wanted to vent some stuff. Current Mood: volcanic Current Music: eeeeeasy street (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 1st, 2006
6:16 pm	Glad to see you go go go go, good bye Chris is home with friends. They're playing music really loud in his room and smoking pot. I can't concentrate on anything. I'm mad. I feel like complaining to them like old people, but I'm far too passive. Instead I'm listening to my music loudly, in my stupid little unnoticed protest. I'm pissed. My homework's not getting done. Oh well, New Beverly tonight will make my day better. But it won't help the fact that my homework's not getting done... When did Chris become like this? He wasn't always such a needy person. Now he's always with people. He's becoming the guy that wants to hang out with people constantly. Why can't people just enjoy a good ol' lonely hour every once in a while? God, sometimes I really don't like him. He needs a reality check. Then again, I'm the one updating my livejournal instead of doing homework. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: Ramones (4 Comments |Comment on this)
12:07 am	smile I never really updated about the play. It's Annie. I'm being multiple small male characters. Well, I also get to be the radio host, Bert Healy. That means singing and a cool creepy voice! So there's that to look forward to. (2 Comments |Comment on this)