Published by Sean on 13 May 2001
a lot of time, not a lot to say
Its been about three weeks since my last entry. I suppose it could simply be chalked up to laziness. Although, perhaps I just didn’t feel like it.
The fact is that nothing has changed, or happened to me in the last few weeks that has been interesting enough to write about. I mean, I still hate work and it gets worse everyday. I’m single, and I get more okay with that everyday. I jumped for joy when Tina won survivor, because she’s my favorite. Nothing exciting.
I saw Annie today. Not the person, but the musical. Not the movie, but in the theatre. It was actually quite amazing except for the fact that daddy Warbucks couldn’t sing. The lead that played Annie was an incredible singer as were most of the orphan girls. At the end when the girl that played Annie got a standing ovation, I wondered what it must be like to be ten years old and be standing on a stage with hundreds of people who payed $25 to see you sing are chearing for you and are in awe of your talents. I wonder what thats like. Actually, I’ve been in musicals. I was the tin man in “The wiz”. There was no standing ovation, but its a high you will never get anywhere else. Acting. I’ve decided to try and get into acting again. I miss it, and I believe I’d be great at it. If I could get lead parts when I was in school, why not try for something at the community theatre level now. I’m not saying I want to be a professional actor (although its always been a dream of mine), I just want to feel the wind from a hundred clapping hands roar past a blinding spotlight while I take a bow. I have no idea where to start though. My dad directs many plays, however they’re almost always musicals, and I’m not a strong enough singer. I’ll figure it out some day. I don’t even know how to audition.
Anyways, its finally warm here in Calgary. 24 degrees today and hotter than I find comfortable, however, since it was still snowing a week ago its WAY to early to start complaining that its too hot!
I am of course heading out to the bar tonight. Its Saturday isn’t it!?!?! Who knows what I’ll find tonight. Last night I made out with a drunken horny hot guy who was too drunk to know he was grabbing someone at random and sticking his tung down his throught. That was okay with me though…he was hot. I wouldn’t have gone home with him though. Being slobbering drunk tends to turn me off. A black guy came up to me and said “I’m not asking you…you ARE going home with me!” I said no thanks. Of course this meant he had to go on with a huge diatribe about me being a racist because I wouldn’t sleep with him. He called me an idiot too for not wanting to go home with him. He said I was an asshole for judging him. Then he asked, “So, are you coming home with me?” I was nice and said no and walked away. I mean REALLY people! I found the way he talked to me extremely rude why couldn’t he figure out THAT was why I didn’t want to go home with him. Why couldn’t he believe that I didn’t want to go home with anyone. My days of slutyness are behind me. Besides, calling me names wont help. And people…stop using racism as an excuse for EVERYTHING that doesn’t go your way. They’re are some of us out there who aren’t determined to keep you down based on your race….
I’m listening to Rent, my favorite musical. Perhaps I’ll one day star in it!
I wish!
I wish Tony Soprano would fall in love with me…
I wish!





