Yes, that's right! I, Eric Grant-Leanna, am now the proud new owner of . . . a counter! WOOO!!!! Now I can see how many people actually come to my blog!!! YAY!!!!! It probably won't be that many, but Yay! anyway. Thanks to my bud Jenni for telling me how to get it.
So, I asked Scott what I missed in Anatomy and organic today. And he said that I missed two quizzes. Two! That really irritated me. That they would actually quiz us over shit right after a break . . . So, I felt really really dumb for missing and really really pissed at myself. So, later, during play practice I ask Scott what was on the quizzes . . . and you know what he told me? WE DIDN'T HAVE ANY QUIZZES! He just wanted to make me feel bad for missing. I kicked him really, really hard. I think I surprised him. I've never actually tried to physically harm him, and he's been trying to get me to be more physical and punchy and stuff lately . . . So . . . good? I guess. Although it's funny that he wants me to be more rough-housey with him . . . very interesting . . .
Grease is kinda starting to get old. Unlike other productions here, we actually have it all blocked more than 2 weeks before we open. So, we've just been running it and running it and running it. Over and over and over and over and over. It's getting very repititious. I mean, I have to spontaneously come up with ad libs every night. It gets annoying. And I'm not the best at improve, and that's what I'm being asked (told) to do every freaking rehearsal. I suppose that's a good thing. I'll need it when I become an actor, but jeez, enough already. Adding costumes and the band made it a little more interesting, though. And when we actually have the set done, it'll be more interesting still. But I definitely won't be sorry when it's over. Not at all. To a certain extent it's fun, but not when you have to put so much work in and use up so much of your time for such a little, itty bitty part. Yeah, I'm a Leo, and I want all the glory, so I'm pissy when I don't get it, but . . . yeah . . . I'm a bitch . . .
So, this whole costume thin . . . it pissed me off. On Sunday Brandon (director) meets with each of us to make sure we have all our costume pieces. And when he gets to me, he asks me if I have everything. And I say I have no idea becuaus I wasn't there when he explained about costumes. So he asked me if I had a couple things. And I said yes, so he said I was good to go. So, I show up today, and find put I need tight blue jeans and a modern day outfit. I was like, "WHAT THE FUCK!? NO ONE TOLD ME!!!" And of course everyone turns to me and says that yes, I was told, and I should've known. Sooooo . . . I'm supposed to read everyone's minds, and ignore Brandon when he tells me I have everything? And to top it off, I come upstairs and Emily takes one look at me and says, "You and your white socks . . .". . . . . . . . I wanted to strangle her!!!! But instead I just glared and stormed off. So, of course she follows me and says she didn't mean it and was just messing with me. And I told her I wasn't in a good mood and didn't want to be messed with. So she gave me a pouty face that made me feel guilty for being mad and wanted a hug. Oi . . . you just can't win with people.
Anyway, I had to rummage in our costume room for stuff. I found a sport coat type thing and some random jeans hangin somewhere,so I grabbed them both hoping they would fit. The coat fit fine, and the jeans . . . well . . . I think they fit well . . . I put them on, and, well, they were bell bottoms . . . And they were tighter than hell in my crotchular region. I seriously could barely bring my legs up. I'm surprised I got the bitches closed. I mean, half the zipper was broken off. I was soooo relieved when I got to take those off. My crotch was relieved too. Although all the girls said they looked really hot on me and accented my butt . . . and I agree with them. DAMN! I'm too sexy! Unfortunately, none of the guys agreed with them. Well, at least they didn't say so if they did. Tiff and Katrina and Christina all said I should wear those on a regular basis. I would if they didn't stuff my crotch up into a tiny ball . . . tight pants are the devil. You want to wear them so you look sexy, but they cut off the circulation to your crotch, so even if someone does think you're sexy, you don't have the blood circulation to do anything about it.
So, it's almost 1:00 a.m. and guess what I have due tomorrow. My speech! Not only the ghost speech that I was supposed to give last week, but a whole other speech as well! The second one is on why we should have bilingual education. And, yes, I have to research that before tomorrow too. Hopefully I'll be motivated enough to do it tonight instead of waiting until 10:00 tomorrow to do it . . . hopefully . . .
So, I'm having a conversation with Jeff (a friend of Scott's from his hometown) about how Scott is a bastard and has no idea what he's talking about when it comes to love. And how we're also surprised that he's decided he likes ass play. Mr. "asses are dirty and you'll get shit on your dick" likes anal now and doesn't mind it when people stick fingers up him . . . Very interesting development, if you ask me. I probably shouldn't be putting that on the web . . . it is kinda personal and could get him into big trouble with Diana . . . . But Scott doesn't read this page, and no one reading this really knows him; they only know of him. Plus, he deserves to get in trouble with Diana if you ask me. The bitch is probably cheating on him as well. Stupid bitch doesn't know how lucky she is . . .
Ok, on to happier topics! BETHANY IS COMING TO GERMANY~!!!!!!!! She's visiting her old German exchange student during the exact same time that my choir is going to be in Germany and Denmark! That is soooo exciting!!!! We'll definitely have to find eachother. Hopefully she'll get to go to one of our concerts. And then, when I stay behind for a few extra days, I'm gonna try and go back to Germany and stay with her so we can go clubbing and sight-seeing and stuff. OH I CAN'T WAIT!!!!!
