Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Problem.

My parents- I like my mom. A lot. She's great, she's funny. She doesn't like to boost my confidence, at all. So that kinda hurts. But she's really great. Then, there's my dad. Um. Yeah.

My brother- He can be my best friend in the entire world. He'll talk about anything and everything with me. It's great! But he gets really mad sometimes. To the point where he doesn't seem to be able to control himself. And it's scary. I would also never accuse him of this to his face, but I think he's gay. And I'm not trying to be funny in saying that. Overall he's really fun.

Theatre- I have 0 confidence until tech week. I wouldn't consider myself completely untalented. I have really good days, and the rest Are bad/normal days. I let everyone else get to me and make me feel small. If its a compliment, I find ways that they actually hated it. I'm like Jo dating Danny. Give her a script and a pencil and she can make magic. But him, on the other hand, Is an amazing singer and actor that makes her feel horrible a lot of the time. Proud, yet embarrassed.

Friends- Im stubborn. Really stubborn. In the sense that I know I'm right. Ill budge eventually. IF you give me a valid argument. 

Dating- I'm still afraid of my boyfriend. I don't believe that anyone could actually like me and knowing about his last relationship, I always doubt that he does. Everyday. And it sucks. He also does lots of things to make me think he doesn't then when is accuse him he sends messages that are really sweet. I also just suck. Really bad. 

Writing- I hate showing people my stuff. This obviously doesn't count. But like, I showed my script to my teacher and he shot it down but sure as hell picked up Ann's really quick. Hers was terrible. Had no character development or anything. I didn't even show it to him to READ. Because he just doubts that I have scripts when people talk about them. I had no intention of doing it because the last one was awful. Bleh. Oh and I trust no one since my journal was read out loud AND I found out the other day the girl who I thought was my best friend in my class wrote all over every page... Meaning she saw them and didnt tell me.


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