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Posse Venting written @ 3:38 PM on January 18, 2002 **sigh** Last day of exams, thank the dear Lord. I think I did pretty well on them, considering I did hardly any studying. I don't know, I just wasn't up for it. It's a small case of "senioritis" I'm sure. I'm not going to talk about art today; writing about it is only going to drive me nuts, contrary to popular belief. No, today I have other bitching and commentary to fulfill, namely about certain members of the Posse. #1 Casey: Okay, very nice guy. How could anyone NOT like Casey? Hell, I used to "date" him-- that's another story to be told when I have an hour or so to kill-- and he's so close to the Posse that he's considered "one of the girls." My dilemma? He starts putting his charm and girl-less life in the display window, writes an opinion piece in the Spark how he's considered the nicest guy and never has a date and actually quoted me by saying he was "one of the girls", and all of a sudden he's got a date every Friday night and he's hugely popular! Well, while this may seem all fine and dandy for him and God knows I don't care what he does, fame has it backwards ways and it's turned him into an egotistical bastard! He tells me all the time how he has all these girls falling over his feet, and I have a feeling he's just trying to tell me in his subtle way how I "missed out" on how wonderful it was to have him as a boyfriend. Uhhhh! Why else would he talk to *me* about it, who could really care less if he or anyone else was dating a mosquito or something?! (And where did mosquitos come from?!) In any case, the other members of the Posse have really been turned off, and we hope he'll get off his high-horse and come back to earth and realize that he should just be Casey and no one else. #2 Christine: It's always been widely known that Christine is a Drama Queen-- I think it's a quality she fine tuned with me, unfortunately-- and she has this habit of being histrionic about anything to anyone who will listen to her. She has this dream of becoming an actress, and it was our common interest in theater and in acting that really connected us and made us good friends. However, she's had problems getting descent parts in the school plays. It's not that she sucks or anything, it's just that she was overshined by other people. Her biggest break came earlier this year when she got the part of Clairee in "Steel Magnolias," and it reinforced her devotion to the theater. And since I was co-starring with her as Ouiser, it really advanced us both. My dilemma? Well, she got Mushnik in "Little Shop of Horrors" and I only got a chorus part. And all of a sudden it's almost like, "Ha, Sam, I beat you out in auditions at long last!" And now it's like she has no time for me anymore since "I'm just a chorus girl" and she has one of the largest parts in the play. That's the problem with actors. They get their big break and are suddenly on a roll, and then there's this whole holier-than-thou attitude. Really! Just listen to the acceptance speeches at the Tonys! I'm afraid my dear friend Christine is falling prey to this, and while many of the others actors in the play have been corrupted by this notion, I refuse to have her go down with it. All actors have to realize that they are not God's gift to entertainment no matter how talented they are, and they are merely in a play on God's and the director's blessings. They have to remember that theater is such a business in which there is ALWAYS someone out there who can replace them. I'm going to have to give that girl a talking to. She snubbed me again today, and it really ticked me off. All I said was, "Hey, Christine," and she was like, "Shut up! Go away! I'm practicing!" No, she wasn't. Sean was fooling around too much for that to be considered "practicing." Yeah, Christine, did you ever hear that famous poem about a farmer who had about a dozen fields to plow but always stopped to talk with a friend if they called? Katharine: Only child. Need I say more? Of course, I think her problem is that she's just too unfocused in many different ways, although the following situation is a minor aspect of her personality. Today I planned to go out to lunch with her after exams, and she said, "Ohhh, I'm supposed to go to the movies at 1:30!" "But, Kat, these were our last exams together in high school and for the rest of our lives-- we have to go out to lunch together," I said. "But Saaaam," she whined, "you left without me yesterday to go to O'Charleys." "Yes, I know! Because I thought you were off with your boyfriend like you always are. I told you before the last exam yesterday that we were planning to go there. How come you didn't come?" **sigh** But Kat in the end went off to the movies anyway... She is ALWAYS with Elliott! Can I help it if she misses out because she felt a relationship with a guy she's more than likely going to dump after graduation was more important? Argh! She makes me so angry sometimes because her priorities are all screwed up, and that is not to say I should be more important than Elliott. I personally couldn't care where I stand with anyone, even with my own family, but I expect some fruits in return from my investments in various friendships. Shouldn't everyone? No, I'm not attention deprived. And I don't expect the world to stop what it's doing for me. But a little consideration, please. I was needlessly disappointed this afternoon. #4 Liz: Poor girl. She just told me today that her parents might be separating this weekend, and I can tell she's been struggling to with hold this information from her friends. I think I was the first person she told. Anyway, I can tell it's really been eating at her, and I feel awful about it. My parents almost went through a separation two summers ago-- they may have yet to go through with it after my brother and I are in college-- and I tried to make her understand I know what her feelings were... How angry, frustrated, and grief stricken one is at one's parents and the entire situation. Apparently this has been going on since the ninth grade, and the separation is supposed to be finalized this weekend. Liz says she wants to move out for the weekend if it happens, and I offered her a place at my house if she wanted to. God, how I feel her pain. Those are scars one never really gets over until a very long period of time passes. But, like other things, that's another story for me to tell later. Well, that's all for now. I have a three-day weekend ahead of me, and I have some work to do on a world history project, among other things.
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