Listening to: Tchaikovsky's 6th
Reading: A Study In Scarlet (fdkjadg yesss)
ok, seriously, nobody actually has to read this, I just needed to vent, because I'm laughing so hard out of sheer incredulity at how incredibly juvenile my problems are, and how much like a comedy of errors my life is. Also, how I want to chew my phone in half out of sheer nervous energy.
Turn back anytime.
so the guy who asked me to prom just texted me asking what we should wear so I started blithering about matching outfits and we chatted a bit and then he asked "Does this cost anything" and that was when I was like "hahaha oh fuck" and so I was thinking maybe he meant Ice Age which is a lot less formal and is actually NEXT WEEK as opposed to IN FREAKING MAY but apparently he meant prom and was like "I'll cover it, but I'm a noob at this too, we COULD go to ice age" and I'm like wtf does that mean, ok should we go to ice age? and agh prom is expensive, am I even comfortable letting him pay for it, and my bff Maria wanted to go dress shopping this friday but then Mike is all "should we go shopping together" and IDEFK BY THIS POINT and Maria's like "that could be awkward" and so I'm like "bring Kevin" and she starts grumping about how he's busy all the time with his freaking drumline, so if we went shopping it would be THE ESTROGEN GANG plus Mike, which WOULD be awkward and Mike just texted me saying "ok let's tackle Ice Age first" and then was being really sweet and kind of "hey, did this-or-this bother you?" and stuff so does this mean we're a couple or WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH MY LIIIIIIFFFFFEEEE
AND I HAVE A PORTFOLIO WITH UNCERTAIN SPECIFICATIONS DUE FOR CIS TOMORROW
AND AN IN-CLASS ESSAY ON DOCTOR HORRIBLE'S SINGALONG BLOG FOR AP LIT TOMORROW
AND DIVA DOZEN WHICH MEANS I'M WAKING UP AT 5:30 TOMORROW
AND I CAN'T DO MUSIC FOR THE ONE ACTS BECAUSE I'M SO DAMN BUSY
AND I HAVE FINALS THURSDAY AND FRIDAY
AND THE COMP ONE-ACT GOES TO REAL-LIFE COMPETITION SUBSECTIONS THURSDAY SO I WON'T BE HOME TIL 7 AND ACTUALLY HAVE TO ACT WELL ON NOT ENOUGH SLEEP BECAUSE IF WE DON'T GET 1ST OR 2ND PLACE WE DON'T GO ON TO SECTIONS WHICH WOULD MAKE ME SAD
And now I'm just laughing my ass off, because I just don't know what else to do with myself. Apart from headdesk rapidly and without pause, or gnaw my arm off.
P.S. Yes, I have been taking my medicine, thank you.