Today I have another audition, a much bigger one. I doubt I'll get it, but it's good experience nonetheless. And no, I didn't get the part in Nightmare. Just as well, I suppose--God knows best, and I do have a tendancy to over-extend myself. Right now I'm trying to keep up with my room, laundry, and gerbils, plus rehearsals, plus allergy shots (which I forgot this morning), plus work, plus writing Chamma with my mum, plus writing a script for Jeff, plus getting a voice recording for my friend's boyfriend for his video game, plus memorizing a monologue for my church, plus volunteering for their steak and motor show...
I've been eating way too much. Seriously. I think I have compulsive overeating disorder, and I'm not being a hypochondriac. My mom agrees, and Jeff's concerned, too. I feel like an idiot. Addicted to food? Of all things to have an addiction to, food? I won't be showing up in any psychiatrist's office anytime soon.
As soon as we open my schedule will clear quite a bit, and I'll be able to blog more frequently.
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