In a matter of hours I will be back in the city that never sleeps. My excitement is beginning to overcome me. I want to feel the kind of alive that New York is. There's still much planning to be done.

Matthew Vigil, call me. We'll discuss such topics as life, religious philosophies, and how I will get from the airport to you.

it's relentless.

RENT the movie was supposed to open November 11....

and it will....

but only to audiences in NY, LA, and Toronto.

for the rest of us, we must wait until November 23rd.
and so it goes.

i am devastated.

I finally have technology in my life again. The power of knowledge at my very fingertips. Still don't have too many TV channels tho. That will change shortly ( Read more... )

...which, considering the circumstances of not having television, internet, radio, or books in my house yet, is rather disappointing. you'd think a girl with that much time to think on her hands would be able to muster a sensational post. but alas, as sung best by my idol, somehow i keep going on just settling for this mediocrity ( Read more... )

the marlins lost to the cubs..... twice.... without the help of d. lee......

i am livid.

i am very nervous about my audition tomorrow.

i love when old friends come to the rescue. when you go through your entire phone book looking for someone who will count down from 100 (because you are too dilirious to do so) while you nearly hyperventilate over something you are supposed to enjoy. it's not that people in your present don't suffice ( Read more... )

Baseball and auditions give me aneurysms. I need to not live in Boca anymore. I need to be in Orlando, in my townhouse, with people I love and adore. I have to figure out a way to add more hours to a week so I have time for a full-time school schedule, a part-time work schedule, auditions/rehearsals/shows, dance classes, and voice lessons. I need ( Read more... )

I have the prettiest dog on the planet. She is the raddest dog ever. She's about all I'm going to miss from Boca.

i have so much thought streaming through my head right now.

no organization. no categorization. no prioritization.

this poses quite an uncomfortable quandary. that being, this lack of articulation prohibits my ability to express myself, her go, eliminating a fundamental avenue of relief.

maybe i should just break stuff.