I have SAT's tomorrow at TJ (let's go osmosis!) which is depressing. I'm not ready, I should've taken ass loads of practice tests this weeks but I didn't, I got lazy.
I had another fucking nightmare, god dammit. I don't know what to do, they're driving me insane.
Rehearsals were all right, for work problems. I hate that, "Stop...why are you here?" No Smith, Zaal was right...that method of directing absolutely sucks. I'm supposed to "bond" with Mrs. Beaver...Beatrice, gah, shoot me now.
My sinuses hurt, I'm going to bed.
