Who thinks seven dance classes is too much? I don't. I am taking 7 dance classes. I am taking ( Read more... )

You know, it hasn't ended yet, but I do think this has, in retrospect, been a pretty fantastic semester. It was tremendously difficult, but I feel like I've grown up, I hope, a lot, and I've come to realize that sexiness comes not from the quantity of men who find me attractive, but from the inside . . . and the quantity of women who find me ( Read more... )

This is so petty. On my facebook, which I have now, I wrote "Pamela Wess is copyrighting her choreography." I mean, I guess it's a real world lesson that people will steal shit from me because I guess it's worth stealing. At least now it doesn't matter. But that's just so scummy, is it not? Like, if this were the real world and someone used a ( Read more... )

I sent Stephanie the plot outline for my movie. The best thing the guest said today in musical theater class was that she does not want to know what the character is feeling, but she is instead interested in what they do in order to get what they want. That makes so much sense. It would be really lame if I make my character say, "Yeah, I'm only ( Read more... )

It's amazing how long it takes a genuinly broken heart to genuinly recover. Seriously. How long? Too long. No, not too long. There is no such thing as too long. It took as long as it needed, and I'm a human who is learning how to find herself, so she needs as much time as she needs to figure that out. That's the truth, but now that I let it ( Read more... )

I am on facebook again.

So I am at a point of my life where things are starting to make a lot of sense and I am starting to realize who I really am. Rather, maybe I am starting to realize more of what actually makes me happy. I will never know who I am, and I will never know what I actually want in life. But being alone, well, being not with dead weight emotionally and ( Read more... )

Spring Fling! Fuck yes, what now? I am in my room now and spring fling is happening. I am sick in the most technical of ways. I am excited to go to bed. I should be excited about many things in life. There is much to be excited about ( Read more... )

I came up with two more characters for my film. Their names are Trixie and Roxie. They represent Fosse. They come in flanking Serafin who represents the 1940's musical. The trick I have now is to take the role I intend on playing and making sure it's as awesome as Trixie, Roxie, and Serafin. If I make my role too "real," then I won't act it ( Read more... )

Good friends have sex with three different women on their best friends' bed . . . in one night . . . one girl was passed out . . .

I don't know, I wasn't there. I was watching Fred Astaire make Rita Hayworth look okay.