First Wednesday
This is the first Wednesday of my Summer Break, 2006. It's nice. So far on my break, I have seen a Broadway show, applied for jobs, and gone to a memorial.
I've applied for jobs at Kroger, McDonald's, and Chik-fil-a. I hope I can get a job at the latter. I wouldn't have to work Sundays, and, when I am working, I'd be among friends (pretty much everyone I know with a job works at this Chik-fil-a). Plus, I'd get there early enough to have breakfast, and on my break I could eat my favorite fast-food item ever created: the chicken sandwich.
I saw Wicked on Saturday with Amanda, her mom, her grandmother, and her friend Sarah. The three kids sat in the fourth row and the adults sat in the sixth. It was awesome! I had heard the CD plenty of times, but to see it live is something I will never forget. After the show, Amanda and I went to the stage door. We got autographs from all the principal performers except the guy who played Fiyero. I saw the understudy Elphaba perform, but I never would have know she was the understudy if it wasn't for the slips of paper in the program and the sign in the lobby (Equity laws require that such things be announced, plus it's just a good idea to announce it anyway).
Uncle Tom's memoial was really nice. It was held at Lake Lure, North Carolina. This is the same place where they filmed Dirty Dancing and some other movies. I got to see some relatives that I haven't seen in a long time, and all of them were clearly trying to figure out how I went from the little kid they all remembered to...this.
I'm going to some acting/modeling audition thing June 8th; wish me luck! (Clearly, i will not be there for the modeling aspect of it all...)
On a less upbeat note: I don't remember if I wrote about this or not, but here it is: janet bought me two third-row seats to see Chicago at the Fox for my birthday. However, her mom recently found the tickets, and took them and sold them. Did she give Janet the money? Of course not. It really amazes me how some parents can be such shit-heads towards their kids. Keep in mind, this isn't the only time Janet's parents have completely screwed up. Janet didn't even know she had a sister until a year ago (she had had a twin, who died, but she didn't know anything about her 30+ yeard-old sister living in New York). I hope Janet is able to get the hell out of there as soon as she graduates, because it's really ruinging her life living with these people. Her father never went to school, and her mother is old as dirt. Why even have kids after a certain age if you know there's a risk of serious problems for both you and the kid?
Whatever.
I've applied for jobs at Kroger, McDonald's, and Chik-fil-a. I hope I can get a job at the latter. I wouldn't have to work Sundays, and, when I am working, I'd be among friends (pretty much everyone I know with a job works at this Chik-fil-a). Plus, I'd get there early enough to have breakfast, and on my break I could eat my favorite fast-food item ever created: the chicken sandwich.
I saw Wicked on Saturday with Amanda, her mom, her grandmother, and her friend Sarah. The three kids sat in the fourth row and the adults sat in the sixth. It was awesome! I had heard the CD plenty of times, but to see it live is something I will never forget. After the show, Amanda and I went to the stage door. We got autographs from all the principal performers except the guy who played Fiyero. I saw the understudy Elphaba perform, but I never would have know she was the understudy if it wasn't for the slips of paper in the program and the sign in the lobby (Equity laws require that such things be announced, plus it's just a good idea to announce it anyway).
Uncle Tom's memoial was really nice. It was held at Lake Lure, North Carolina. This is the same place where they filmed Dirty Dancing and some other movies. I got to see some relatives that I haven't seen in a long time, and all of them were clearly trying to figure out how I went from the little kid they all remembered to...this.
I'm going to some acting/modeling audition thing June 8th; wish me luck! (Clearly, i will not be there for the modeling aspect of it all...)
On a less upbeat note: I don't remember if I wrote about this or not, but here it is: janet bought me two third-row seats to see Chicago at the Fox for my birthday. However, her mom recently found the tickets, and took them and sold them. Did she give Janet the money? Of course not. It really amazes me how some parents can be such shit-heads towards their kids. Keep in mind, this isn't the only time Janet's parents have completely screwed up. Janet didn't even know she had a sister until a year ago (she had had a twin, who died, but she didn't know anything about her 30+ yeard-old sister living in New York). I hope Janet is able to get the hell out of there as soon as she graduates, because it's really ruinging her life living with these people. Her father never went to school, and her mother is old as dirt. Why even have kids after a certain age if you know there's a risk of serious problems for both you and the kid?
Whatever.
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