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Apr. 17th, 2004 10:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolFeeling vaguely better. Seen to have reeled off a lot of writing, phoned Liz, panicked re: RADA but it turns out that as long as I wear black both days then I should be okay. And, like, learn my speech. Tomorrow, I am going to practice. I will shout at my mirror, I will babble at my parents, I will take over the spare room and I will DO it. It's a scary thought, thinking that I probably have an exam on Monday at an unspecified time. It would be just my luck that it's first thing in the morning. Have sent out pathetic messages to Lucy and Jess to check if they know the times.
That was a really, really big mistake of mine, looking back. Please, god, let the bus be on time on Monday. I'm not forking out for a taxi again.
And now I'm all nervous and panicky again. *breathes* Because I suddenly had the nasty nasty thought that it might start before nine.
I am a a stupid fucker and now feel worse. As long as they don't start until after nine I should be okay.
Hate myself at times. I'm going to go and quietly hyperventilate in the living room now. This is worse than dancing, performing arts festivals, and various other exams put together.
In an effort to think about strange, nitpicky thing, I have to ask: do you know where I can find decent pictures of models/actresses that look as though theyve had a decent meal or three in the last week? They're all skinny bitches and I want to find a decent photo for Tuilenn to fit her profile. None of my fandoms are being helpful, either.
No, worrying over nitpicky things is not helping either.
*facepalm*
My language really is atrocious, isn't it?
[EDIT: You know what DOES make me feel better? Listening to The Ballad Of Bilbo Baggins and shouting at the mistakes. "You fool! Wasn't a cave! No caves were mentioned! Mountain! Erebor! Damn you, Leonard Nimoy!" I also went far too fangirly over the fact that Thranduil gets a mention. Hee!]
~Hathy_Col~
That was a really, really big mistake of mine, looking back. Please, god, let the bus be on time on Monday. I'm not forking out for a taxi again.
And now I'm all nervous and panicky again. *breathes* Because I suddenly had the nasty nasty thought that it might start before nine.
I am a a stupid fucker and now feel worse. As long as they don't start until after nine I should be okay.
Hate myself at times. I'm going to go and quietly hyperventilate in the living room now. This is worse than dancing, performing arts festivals, and various other exams put together.
In an effort to think about strange, nitpicky thing, I have to ask: do you know where I can find decent pictures of models/actresses that look as though theyve had a decent meal or three in the last week? They're all skinny bitches and I want to find a decent photo for Tuilenn to fit her profile. None of my fandoms are being helpful, either.
No, worrying over nitpicky things is not helping either.
*facepalm*
My language really is atrocious, isn't it?
[EDIT: You know what DOES make me feel better? Listening to The Ballad Of Bilbo Baggins and shouting at the mistakes. "You fool! Wasn't a cave! No caves were mentioned! Mountain! Erebor! Damn you, Leonard Nimoy!" I also went far too fangirly over the fact that Thranduil gets a mention. Hee!]
~Hathy_Col~
