Emily Ross

Oh my little star sweeper
I'll sweep the stardust for ( you )

Got my part! Little Red Ridinghood. And omg Chase Birchwood is my Wolf.

So the ice cream and Audrey Hepburn movies are now totally a celebration. I might be willing to trade Audrey for something else, if someone wants to watch with me?

Sooo... Wednesday has been very eventful. Um, anyway! My audition was today, and I think it went okay. I hate that 'we'll let you know' stuff just like everyone else. If I sucked, just tell me and let me move on? Although I don't think I sucked. My audition was for Little Red, but I wouldn't be upset with any of the female singing parts! They're all really great.

( Private to August )

( Private to Jenna )

It's really late, and I don't know why I can't sleep. I've tried everything! Counting sheep, no - just super-boring. Warm milk? Okay, it's too late to be sneaking off to the kitchens - I'm not trying that one. But I read for an hour, I've listened to my iPod, I spent another hour watching Gossip Girl on Hulu. Shut up, you know you guys watch it.

It's 3:30! And I have class in the morning. Ugh. There's no way that I'll be able to stay awake through World Lit. It's hard enough to keep my eyes open when I've slept the whole night! Maybe I can catch a nap during lunch, so I won't be completely useless for the second half of the day.

At least one good thing came of being up so late. All this quiet was a good time to decide on the last things for my Into the Woods audition. I had a hard time deciding if I really wanted a part... but I think I do! So here's hoping, right? Right.

My eyes hurt. Time to try and sleep again. I wonder if I can call out of my first classes sick, and actually get some sleep...

You're kidding, right? This essay for World Lit is going to take forever! I don't see why it has to be so long. As if the readings weren't bad enough. I swear, the instructors at this school are slave-drivers. I already have a ton of things to do for music, people! What makes you think I have all this time to spend writing essays and practicing Spanish? Although the Spanish isn't really that bad. I think I have the hang of the accent, at least. And is there anything better than a nice accent? Maybe I'll work something into my next performance piece.

I was really hoping to curl up this weekend in one of the lounges and have my own little movie-marathon, but that doesn't look like it's going to happen. Unless someone wants to give me a hand with this essay? I'm sure that with a little help I could be finished with it in no time, ready to relax for the evening with a bowl of popcorn and a few good movies.

I know someone wants to wait on join me for a worthwhile flick. If not, I guess I could go into town and actually see a movie there. Hmmm. Someone else would make the popcorn...