Friday:
I'm having a hard time remembering because, as I've said before, I forget things incredibly easily and often don't remember what I'm doing, who I am, etc. But basically, I did the makeup for Rocky Horror and then left to go to the dance show. I met up with Marie and eventually Heidi. It was a great performance and I'm glad I went.
Then, Heidi and I went to That 70s House. We got fairly dressed up because it was a 70s Porno Party/Everyone's Birthday Party. We proceeded to drink quite a bit and, because Brian was DJing (as well as a few other people), we danced a hell of a lot with everyone. I should not be allowed to dance. Seriously. I legitimately suck at it but I have way too much fun doing it, so I s'pose it doesn't actually matter. Anyways, Heidi jumped in the pool at some point and then Nathan brought Heidi home. I went back with him to Leslie's, then Trevor drove me home (I don't recall most of this), and then David came over because I started getting really upset for some reason, to say the least of the situation.
Saturday:
He took care of me, I passed out, and then woke up at fucking 10 am because I had to go to Wes's set (in Long Beach) for a pick up from two weeks ago. The only awesome (read: fucking amazing) thing was that Long Beach CC has bunnies everywhere. Everywhere you look: RABBITS. They ate from our hands and a couple crawled in my lap. SO cute. We were there from 10:30ish to 5, at which point Matt brought me back and Heidi and I got ready for the premieres. We got super dressed up for it; I even wore my prom dress/dress from Rosa's intermediate, haha.
Time Traveler was amazing, of course. There were a few others that were fucking amazing as well as a few that were...well, one of them looked like it was edited using iMovie or something to that effect and another was basically "The Hills"-type people with fake blood. Anyways, we sat in the back for the first two, then came and sat with Eric/Nathan/etc. Afterwards, Eric took us back to our rooms, she and I curled our hair and then walked to someone's house for a party.
It was a really nice time, actually. I got kind of fucked up but not tanked like the day before. Heidi and I met some new friends who ended up being super nice folks. She left at around 2:30ish with Zac, Jesse, Caleb, and a few other people. I ended up staying with Alex until about 3:15 and then we left to walk to Zac's to meet up with them. We wound up going the (very) wrong way for about an hour - almost to the freeway on Tustin. Then some super creepy guy came out from behind the gas station on the corner of Glassell and Walnut and freaked us the fuck out. We basically ran to Zac's, got there at 4:30, and Heidi and I talked for a long, long time. I had to be on set at 6 so I just decided to stay up all night. Alex passed out and so Heidi and I walked back to
Sunday:
I went to set at 6:15, got there around 7:30ish, and passed out after I did the actor's makeup. It was a really cute place; there were literally around a hundred animals (38 cats, 35 dogs, monkeys, a parrot...seriously, AWESOME) because it was a place where they train animals for films, tv, etc. It was a shoot for an OC Register commercial. I was exhausted the whole time, though, so I didn't feel very well. We got back at 7:30 pm and Marie, Heidi, and I went to The Saloon for the Music Conference. It was really nice, fairly low-key, and extremely fun. We danced quite a bit and I saw some people I hadn't seen in a while. It was actually a pretty wonderful night. Afterwards, I went with Bianca and Heidi. Eventually, I hung out with David; we got tacos and burritos and a Slurpee. A peach mango slurpee = fucking awesome, by the way. I couldn't eat half of what I got, though; I felt too sick. I don't know why I've been getting so ill lately. Goddamnit.
Today, I emailed Professor Esdale and Professor Glaser, my American Lit and Intro to Poetry teachers, respectively. I explained why I don't go to a lot of classes and received pretty positive messages (spoken and emailed) back. Thank goodness. I actually really love both of them in terms of their interest and knowledge about writing, lit, etc. and I even like their classes. I went to Poetry today and we watched a film about Langston Hughes. Talib Kweli was in it as well as the co-producer of Def Poetry Jam, among many others, and it was really great to listen to all the people who have been inspired by the Harlem Renaissance and Hughes and others.
I don't wanna cry my whole life through
Yeah, I wanna do some laughing, too
So come on, come on, come on, come on and
dance with me.
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