What do you do when someone you go to school with deserves to have their balls clamped in an iron vice???

There's a guy named Albert in my program, he got kicked out of the previous year's graduating class, and they let him join ours because he promised he'd do better. He's a douchebag and I sort of hate his guts.

He never shows up to class on time, if he comes at all. We have mandatory warm-ups at 8:30am mondays, wednesdays, and thursdays, and we have had them for a month, and he's NEVER been to one. He gets uppity if you tell him to go to class and is generally a stupid, whinging little bitch.

Is it entirely wrong of me to find his not showing up to class really disrespectful???? The rest of us take our educations seriously and it pisses me off that he doesn't and gets to hang around.

AHH I am so freaking annoyed with this douchebag.

My dad's going to South Africa on his own again. My grandmother's sick.

My parents haven't told me, but I've heard them talking about it and I heard my mom telling my friend's mom about it today.

I really, really don't know if I can talk to them right now. My dad keeps coming in to say things and I'm trying not to cry or get mad at him, but I don't think I'm doing a very good job of hiding my anger.

I'm really, really angry, and I don't want to talk to my parents right now. I just want to yell and scream but that's going to accomplish nothing.

I think that, when I get my OSAP, I'm going to look into getting myself a ticket for Christmas or spring break and just not telling them. Maybe I'm just angry, maybe I'm being selfish, but it's been 20 years, and it stopped being fair 10 years ago.

Going once without me was torture, going twice is absolutely evil.

Fuck my life. I hate this.

I have a facefull of liquid latex. For my makeup final on thursday I'm being Elphaba from the Wicked novel, in the emerald city chapter, and I need prosthetic nose, cheeks, and a chin, so I'm painting latex all over in hopes that it'll work so I don't have to use wax putty.

This should be eventful.

Q: Who's going to be the new Billy in Billy Elliot on Broadway?

A: MY FAVOURITE LITTLE BOY FROM NBS.

It hasn't been announced, but apparently he's moving down this week!

I feel like a proud mama.

New house photos should be here tomorrow! Mad and I have been cleaning and things look pretty good, so I just need to find my camera cord and we'll be ready to go! WIN :D

I'm also making a vlog tomorrow. I haven't made one..... ever? I don't even know! But there is one coming :D Upload sites I can use?? I haven't done this... But for now, 


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So I'm really sorry for not posting lately, but things up here have gone from bad to hellish.

After a huge fight, Barb decided to give ME notice, luckily for May 1st. She contacted my parents rather then talking to me directly, and continues to twist things and make me look like I'm totally at fault.

While I do admit that she and I are terribly mismatched to begin with and that my way of doing things totally crashes into hers, her behavior recently, including ignoring my repeated requests to stop smoking in the house, has driven both of us beyond the region of even being able to communicate. I am at the end of my rope.

She's apparently been going into my room while I'm away during the day all week, which I suspected, since things were being moved and messed with, but didn't say anything about.

When I found out what she was doing, I wrote her a letter of my own. I was polite and totally succinct in my dialogue, but I have a feeling I'm being too nice. I brought up the smoking and requested formally that it cease, citing that it violates her lease and that she didn't inform me it was a smoking house before I moved in. My next step will be to get in touch with the lady who actually owns the house and tell her. I've taken photos of the cigarette butts she leaves everywhere as proof, and if by next week it hasn't stopped, I'll go next door and get her number.

I've been clenching my teeth so hard that they hurt constantly, and I rarely leave my room.

Barb now wants to conduct weekly "inspections" of my living space and has told me that I don't leave my door open at ALL times for the duration of my stay there, she'll kick me out at the end of March. Now, I'm seriously considering renting a storage space and packing my shit RIGHT NOW, but it's an option my mother is totally against. I don't even know if I could afford it, but staying here is really my idea of total hell. I can totally crash a few nights a week with friends in res, but I'd still have to come back.

So yeah. I hate my life. And if she tries to speak to me when she comes home again on sunday, I'm sticking a hand in her face and telling her I'm done. I'm not playing nice any more, and I refuse to cater to her elitist bullshit.

Oww. I have a smoke burn on ym hand but I don't know from who. Nice.

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So, I just got back from WWRY with Carly, Aliisa, Jen, and Anna, and it was fabuloussssss.

Normally I don't do these kinds of posts, but tonight was so amazing, I repeat, AMAZING, that I need to. Seriously, AMAZINGGGGGGGG.

So the show itself? 8 kinds of fabulous. We were FRONT row, in the perfect seats, so that added to it. It was especially cool because we could see every expression on their faces, every bead of sweat. The actors always look like they're having TONS of fun, and they must be. They were awesome. As anyone who's seen the show with me knows, I have a fascination with a girl in the emsemble. Since the first time I saw the show, I've always watched her whenever she's onstage, often ignoring the leads. Well, I was determined to figure out her name(I suck at connecting a face onstage to a face in the programme). So, I knew she was the green ga-ga girl, and where she ends up standing/posing at the end of most songs. So through this, Carly told me her name is Lindsay Croxall. Awesomeness, :D

So after the show, at the stagedoor, there was a commotion and Alana was reading off a list of names for a backstage tour. I didn't think I was going to be on it, but it turns out if you were part of the facebook event, you were, so I was, :D Funny thing was though, I had NO idea it was even happening. I just assumed the event was just that, seeing the show, stagedooring, the end. But Sterling explained that the facebook groups have given the show SO much popularity and publicity, they wanted to do something to show their appreciation.

Sadly Aliisa and Carly weren't on the list, which was really sucky, it would have been way cooler with them there too, but I hope this description will suffice.

They separated us into groups of five(I was in the last group, which ended up only being four) and each group was led by a different cast member. Val wound up being left over, so she got lumped in with our group, which Alana was leading. We walked into the dressing room area, and they showed us the halls where the dressing rooms for the two sexes were. They had a contest for the most creatively decorated door, and they looked CRAZY. I forget who won, but I think it was four of the ensemble girls. Not Lindsay's group though :( All over the walls there were posters, notices, and other stuff. By looking at them, I learned that they have a cast and crew-wide charity raffle each month, led by Val. How sweet????

They led us over to the area where the stairs up to backstage was, and we got to see the area where the sound people sit, and where the stage manager calls everything. They took us to the area below the stage where the offstage singing is mic'd. I bombarded them with technical questions at this point, like, Do they have to adjust the mic volume or bass according to the actor's voice? (answer: They figured that all out before the show opened, and everyone has a specific place they have to stand, different distances away from the mic, so adjustments aren't needed.) We got to see where Evan and Alana do their "emails" every night. They do them live, as Alana confirmed, and Val got really red and embarassed when she accidently called the area "Alana's box". Insert own joke. Also insert more technical questions from me regarding things like timing, sound cues, and audio work. Insert Alana being really confused and referring me to the stage manager.

We got to check out the props area, and then to stage itself. Val tried to sound like she knew how everything worked, but soon gave up and turned that stuff over to someone from backstage. One of the girls in my group really wanted to touch the fragments of rock that fall when the guitar comes out of the wall, but even though Alana and Val were all for it, the stage manager had a conniption. They're made of styrofoam though, she told us. The stage manager was really high strung, like she'd had about 30 red bulls and too much sugar. She laughed like a hyena at a lot of things that weren't funny, or that were just.... random?

Val also pointed out how sucky it is for ensemble girls to have to run down the backstage stairs in the heels from their chairperson costumes. And a lot of the ledges had signs hanging from them that said "WATCH SKULL HERE(This means you, Alana!)" or "Alana, your big hair will not fit under here!". Love it.

After all that, we were back by the dressing rooms, and I was standing outside one, biting my nails, when who should emerge but? Lindsay Croxall! So I did a little squee inside and then turned to her(she was staring at Sterling as he talked to his group) and was like "excuse me? I'm sorry, but I just wanted to say that you're my favourite ensemble member. Ever since the first time I saw the show, there's been something about you that really draws me. You've got a great presence." and she FREAKED. Seriously, SO cute. She was like "me? Lindsay? REALLY? Oh my GOSH, really? Really? WOW that makes my NIGHT. Wow, Oh my gosh! Thank you....." and in the middle of her sentence, my group moved, and I got pushed away from her. She was still talking to me, and all of a sudden she goes "Waaaait! I don't even know your name!". I tried to call it back to her, but I wasn't loud enough. A minute later she shoved her way to where I was standing and started again "Oh my GOSH, are you serious though? Really really? Oh my gosh I have a FAN. That makes my NIGHT! But I don't know your name! What is it?" And when I said Georgia, she went a little more nuts. "REALLY? My best friend's name is Georgia, HOW COOL?????? And my boyfriend's sister's name is Georgia! This is cool!" and such. Officially the cutest person of my life.

After her, Yvan came by, and I told him "You rock. Seriously, you're like, made of awesome." He looked at me quizically and kind of cocked his head and then goes "made of awesome? What does this mean?" and I had to explain that it means "You're fantastic, amazingly talented, and I think you rock." And he smiled and got happy, and it was cute, then he got distracted and wandered.

Sterling was starting to help get everyone on their way, so I asked him if I could wait for Erica, since I wanted to ask her for an interview for a school assignment. He was like "Sure! What's the assignment?" and I explained that you have to choose a local theatre artist whose work you admire, and he was like "Ooh, wow that's cool! Well, Erica loves her fans a lot, so I'm sure she'll have no problem doing it, but if she can't, I will. Is that okay with you? I mean... If it's not that's fine, Alana could do it too, but.... The offer's there!" I told him that would be FANTASTIC, and then we all wandered out, because we were assured everyone else would follow. Erica came out a few minutes later, and I asked her. She said she'd love to, and to just call the publicist, who'd set us up something, and she gave me a hug and giggled really cutely. Sterling cam eout a moment later and came over to ask what she said. When I said she said yes, he said "Oh okay, well I'm glad you got her!" I figured, I was planning to do two people anyway, so I asked him, if it was okay with him, if I could inteview him too? And he was really happy and said he totally would love it. So if it all works out, I'll get to talk to both of them! I may see if I can talk to Lindsay too, just out of interest and as an interesting side bit. They all seem so interesting!

Alana was super-sweet too, and gave lots of hugs. She kept blushing and lowering her head when someone told her she was great or inspirational or something. Sterling also told me that if I was interested in doing carpentry(another talent of mine) for a show like this, I should ask the local union for an internship. Cool beans. I'll look into it.

Pretty much, AWESOMENESS. Everyone rocked, and the tour was fantastic. The cast is really sweet, and SO gracious.

Go see the showwwwww.

I don't need 77 friends, I'm getting rid of people.

So, the following people are CUT for the following reasons:

2rulyoutrageous: Um, okay, I tried to comment on an old entry of yours, and it says I'm banned from commenting. We were always really friendly and never had any kind of disagreement, so this comes as a big shock, and one that I do NOT appreciate. If I can't comment your entries, I'd rather not read them at all. Bye bye.

_borrowedheaven: You never comment, we never talk. Sorry, because I really like you!

ava_dreams: Ana, you know as well as I do that you don't read my entries.

beautiful_qtip: You never comment, and I haven't read an entry of yours in ages.

gc4eva_89: As far as I can recall, I haven't seen an entry from you in a LONG time. I could be wrong though. If I am, let me know.

jalola: I have no clue who you are or why you're on my list.

kaireerocks: You never write or comment.

loxy0714: You never comment or write entries, and I don't think you're on LJ anymore.

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weisy: New account.

x_chips_ahoy_x: You never comment, and I don't read your entries, rare as they are.

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