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| Tuesday, March 21st, 2006 | | 12:30 am |
UGG BOYS
So, my life pretty much is made up of me thinking about a certain boy- at the moment. Which is disgusting to admit in a livejournal, but I’m going to anyway. It’s all so silly because I’m leaving in two months. And I think the only things I talk about on this journal are acting, England, California, and being scared about graduation. Those are safe topics. And now that I even mention that I like someone on an internet site, I feel I have to take it off. I know enough real people to talk to about this situation, do I need to involve the entire free world? Yes. Yes I do. I almost feel like I’m dating someone without the benefits Iwell... 1/2 dating them). Or I’m in a friendship without complete honesty. Either way, it’s a horrible in-between that I’ll have to do something about soon. If I can stomach it, either way. Every time I go into journalism class I get an anxiety rush about film, and my true purpose in life. Everytime I am in film class, I just feel comfortable and a little like an elitist. Michael got angry at his brother for talking too much about making movies and not actually doing it and I felt a pang of guilt. How can I be so sure about something that I have so little experience in? Because everything I’m ever sure about, eventually falters. There are a few things that have lasted for a while now, but how can I tell them apart from the ones that will fail? UGG. That’s how I sum things up. Oh, and I didn’t get into the play… the director apparently said he couldn’t see me being “bitchy” enough for the role! And that I was “too sweet.” I think my excitement for later that night just showed through in the audition. Current Music: my cell phone ringing? | | Sunday, February 26th, 2006 | | 7:44 pm |
let's talk about last night
So... we attempted to celebrate mardi gras in crazy mo style - we drove to downtown stl to catch a shuttle to soulard (me, eric wise and amanda) we found the shuttle at the designated spot (written on a used envelope of eric's?) and I went up to the driver she seemed a little preoccupied, but i thought nothing of it at the time i asked her- is this the shuttle to soulard? (nod) can we come on? (nod) thanks! we got on, sat near the front, and proceeded to whine and chatter about not leaving for the next 15 minutes the bus did not leave for QUITE SOME TIME i made several references to No Exit that got no laughs from the rest of the bus what amused me about the situation is that the whole bus was filled with drunk, ridiculously looking people, and we all were expecting to leave at any moment, but none would set out on their own to investigate (including me) nor would we face the not-so-cold, prob mile long walk so we finally switch shuttles, and get on THE SLOWEST SHUTTLE IN THE WORLD finally to soulard, walk around, get accosted by drunk men, get humped, witness a RIOT, then decide to walk home so we walk in the direction of where we assumed we previously came from- only to NOT FIND A SHUTTLE, and we (not really decide to but end up...) walking from soulard to downtown stl... which i actually thought was the highlight of the night, great exercise, get to see the city (the rest of the group def did not think so...) on another note, john and i have decided to incorporate the word dead into the conversation as much as possible OHHH i'm auditioning for another play- tuesday the same day A FRIEND OF MINE is bringing me to speed dating- which i'm going to chalk up as a great place to find inspiration for the screenplay- you all know how i love awkward situations! Current Music: what i'm trying to say- stars | | Sunday, February 19th, 2006 | | 8:04 pm |
boring updates
I have way too much due tomorrow- which means I, of course, will head straight to facebook and livejournal for procrastination purposes I am pretty sure i had some sort of a hangover today- which, i do deserve after 2 days of drinking last night was fun - WE WERE MISSING A FEW PEOPLE- peter i know you are the only one who reads this- but it turned out well there were the obligatory drink spillages, the obligatory sex toy conversations, and the strange awkward conversations that have no logical progression yet kinda flow anyway i miss acting the playwriting festival was one huge headache but i hadn't had a high like that for a while the closest things to those highs, now, are the times when i attempt to have some sort of a decent conversation wtih a cute boy i hope i didn't miss the auditions for the cast n crew british farce... even though my accent is atrocious i miss acting, i miss the thrill of it all in other news graduation is extremely close, and my plan is still just to go back to sf and figure it all out may be going to iowa soon! i've never been! more midwest travels! and possibly chi town over spring break Current Music: ANYTHING by THE ORGAN or STARS | | Monday, January 30th, 2006 | | 9:36 am |
sex tidbits
so i kinda have a girl crush but i think by girl crush, i just want this girl's breasts to be my own she has large breasts on senior year second semester- i'm trying to be less anxious i wish i could enjoy the confusion of a last semester at college just wash myself in it just sent to me by peter: Amanda says: you'd be much more concerned about being a good lesbian than being in a relationship with a guy - and that makes sense its all so ridiculous when i'm only attracted to guys who are asexual and oblivious Current Music: kooks- david bowie | | Thursday, January 5th, 2006 | | 9:44 pm |
caliornia draming
on the plane to mo i sat next to the nicest elder woman and we talked more than i've talked with others on a plane before but i still got to watch an hour of a recent addition to my scorsese collection- new york new york!!!! anyway, i got to taking a nap, and i woke up with a startle and grabbed elder woman's arm turns out, i slipped in my dream, yet, in reality, i needed a brace as well it was the most absurd i can remember feeling a mixture of reality, dream, and a connection between the two Current Music: kiss off- violent femmes | | Sunday, January 1st, 2006 | | 11:11 pm |
quips
TODAY I SAW SEAN PENN, ROBIN WRIGHT PENN, AND BILL GATES all at the same RESTAURANT!!!! and i really want to use the facebook to tag the very small number of people i have "hooked up with" and then ask for confirmation!! AND i'm coming home the 4th, no longer the 10th! OH!!!! i forgot to update news, I met a cute boy at a dance a week ago and we danced and DANCED and held hands and exchanged numbers! and I think i'm going to L.A. now... in may after i get a job i'm watching Ghost, which is great, but pales in comparison to Ghost Dad Current Music: yet again, starman- david bowie | | Friday, December 30th, 2005 | | 9:55 pm |
new years
I used to think that i would never want to be part of one of those couples that sit together in silence, comfortably, for long periods of time shifting weights and sniffing and heavy breathing - because so conscious of the silence okay, i guess that's just how i would react, uncomfortably but i have decided now, after tonight, that i look forward sitting in a car, with no conversation, with a new, loud, great song playing and both of us would be intent on listening, instead of focusing on not talking and i guess that can be my near years resolution Current Music: starman- david bowie | | Friday, December 16th, 2005 | | 11:35 am |
jesus is magic
Last night i went to go see Jesus is Magic with John and his friends Maggie and Katie before the screening I sat out in the lobby reading Persuasion and the door closest to me opened and the music from the credit sequence of some movie i wasn't going to see played loudly and if i looked down at my book, and forgot that i was at a movie theater, i could pretend that it was my own theme music which was a wonderful feeling well, we go into the theater, and we start acting obnoxious (of course, we are John's friends afterall) and i apologize to the guy in front of us and katie/maggie (they are the same person for i don't know them well enough yet) invite him to sit with us, as a joke he leaves to find his friends, but does, in fact, join us which prompts us to get all the patrons of the theatre (only about 4 more were not sitting with us) to join our compressed clump and they do! we all sat in one row, and introduced ourselves strangers being nice to each other!!!! it was amazing! we didn't feel the need for small talk, we just all revelled in the fact that we were friendly enough to sit without the obligatory open seat between one another (or 15 seats between each other) and the most appropriate part of all was that the movie was based on awkward humor- but we were no longer anonymous patrons, but grunting, and guffawing and laughing together, accepting the awkwardness of the movie, and the geometric formation we all made! Current Music: this one- paul mccartney | | Wednesday, December 7th, 2005 | | 8:49 am |
egaaaaaaaannnnn
Last night i saw, met and talked to Harold Ramis!! And i am still giddy. I have never talked to a famous director before!! Famous writers, yes. Famous producers, yes. But directors? NO. And i want to be one, so it was thrilling. And he's coming back to STL in the spring and is going to meet up with film students !!!! AND someone in line to talk to Harold Ramis bought me a book because the entire family decided that i needed one!!! Oh my lord and to think i almost didn't go just to write a fuddy duddy paper. I MET HAROLD RAMISSSSSSSS. Things are going pretty well. Quadrophenia went awesomely. I think i'll be able to graduate...! I'm taking two journalism classes in the spring! and three flm classes! and one philosophy class EWWWW. | | Saturday, November 26th, 2005 | | 10:07 pm |
sour home tidbits
i walked down to the mailbox and was a little perplexed by the red flag that stood erect - for a second i forgot the fuction of the flag. four years of using a key to get my mail shaped my physical preparation for it- my keys were being gripped as i opened the box door! i love how even being in california reminds me of so many things that i've forgotton when i'm in st. louis. yesterday i drove past my favorite house, the one i decided was the perfect house from the time that i started to delineate preferences. the sky blue paint, the pointless ceramic boy figurine by the watering hose out front. it looked like the owners have been letting it go a little. today, driving across one of the bridges on the way to the city, at the toll booth, the toll booth worker asked my BROTHER if Iwas HIS wife, and if so, to tell me that i was beautiful. my oldies radio station in ca has sold out and is now playing 70's and 80's in addition to 60's. They have completely forgotton the 50's by the way---- in one hour i heard "Let the good times roll" "If you Leave Me Now" and a phil collins song. Where did the Del Vikings go? Buddy Holly? Dion? No more! They are beyond oldies apparently. there is no room for the 50's anymore. we have become that old. the cars are now oldies. shock. i watched 10 minutes of War of the Worlds and lost interest. I watched 45 minutes of Christmas with the Kranks and fell asleep. i still get a kick out of the fact that Memoirs of a Geisha used Chinese actors for Japanese characters. i have a crush on Ed Murrow. and some things that Mary Maples says. and though i want to shoot ted turner and richard branson, i'm thinking the only way to make a difference is to own your own media conglomeration. back to missouri tomorrow and i am dreading it. i love california, and it took me this trip to realize it. i have known for some time my hatred for mo... well back to ca in a month then... Current Music: ain't that peculiar- marvin gaye | | Monday, October 31st, 2005 | | 11:41 am |
NEWS
I'm still trying to figure out this whole Plame affair thing. Why did Bob Novak leak Plame/Wilson in the first place? And what exactly is being investigated? Who told Novak about Plame? What did Plame do that caused her to be written about by Novak?! How is Rove in this whole thing? Its just very confusing, and i feel awful for plame/williams, but i can't feel too awful because i really don't understand the whole story. Why do newspapers refuse to give you all the information. Sometimes i feel like they are being purposefully snotty in order to make up for the fact that they don't have the whole story. I just signed up for an online subscription to NYT. i'm SOOOO cool. i want to go into journalism now, before film school. that is if i can catch up on all the american history, and current events that i have missed out for 21 years... Current Music: the frug- rilo | | Saturday, September 24th, 2005 | | 9:50 am |
rant rant rant rant
I left WILD last night, like RIGHT before "lil" john came up. I did get to see people humping each other, boys with looks of panic in their eyes (need to find ass, must find vulnerable drunk off her ass ass), and people who thought they were hip- nodding head to music. I smelled a lot of pot. I do like seeing friends, and rocking out to music i abhor (i acutally do! rocking out to anything is great!) but i really had to pee. And i predicted really having to pee 1/2hr after i would take care of the urine the first time. And then, thought of a never ending slew of bathroom trips, and decided, it isn't worth it. And left, and took a nice, slow, leisurely slow, slow slow, walk back to my car. I do like being somewhat buzzed. I like how romantic everything seems. And how funny. But i only like it for an hour, and then i want to go to sleep without drinking 5 gallons of water, and having nightmares. That was an exciting part of england- the clubbing. Ok that must have seemed like an non-sequitor to you, dear reader, but in my head i was just sitting here for a few minutes thinking of what else to say, and that came up. So this is our manual segue. I could dance like a fool there. And i haven't danced here yet, and i miss it. I was talking to Kalisa last night, telling her how much i hate Missouri, and she told me to come back to CA! But i have these fear of L.A. and New York. That is the standard route, filmmaker? Go to CA or NY. Why do i want to go to seattle or toronto instead? It makes to sense. This habit of mine drove me to Washu instead of top ten film school Syracuse. Or even NYU. I came to school knowing i would do film, I'm leaving, with the same opinion, and yet i was convinced to play it safe from the get-go. Get the liberal arts education. Just in case. I guess senior year is a period of regrets. I'm glad i got to know the midwest, but I'm glad i get to leave it soon. I am attracted to the unpopular, to the strange/nonsensical strategies. eh. more later. Current Music: elephant woman- blond redhead | | Sunday, September 11th, 2005 | | 10:10 am |
you just haven't earned it yet baby
i went to an irish pub last night as well (before that horrific movie). i sat there with a few friends just drifting away in my own mind, remembering england. i miss england specifically. I miss the total lack of responsibility i got to enjoy over there. i have completely over extended myself here. and i don't want to, but i think i'll have to quit Family Video. and i'm planning on getting a four point o this semester, something that i really can't do with two jobs. And i'm really upset because i love my employee pick's section. I think i'll go in and take a picture of that before i leave. Current Music: girlfriend in a coma- smiths | | 2:05 am |
OH MY GOD. TURTLES!
Ok i just saw Cannibal Holocaust. And i feel i have to share this. OH MY GOD I JUST SAW CANNIBAL HOLOCAUST. Done. I feel i have to share this anecdote as well. So at the SPLICE sign up table at the activities fair, a cute GUY signed up and put his favorite movie as CANNIBAL HOLOCAUST, and I, AN IDIOT, decided to one-up myself in order to impress him and not just say that i've heard of this movie (which i have) but rave about how good it is. Immediately, a glint in his eye appeared. I mistook this glint for flirting, unbeknownst to me (and have now information gleamed from seeing this "film") that glint was the look of fear in his eyes. Current Music: paint's peeling- rilo | | Monday, August 22nd, 2005 | | 4:56 pm |
handbags and gladrags
Ok a few rants. I just talked to Jessica, and she had just attempted to make a shirt for her dog. I just wanted to lay down the law. Dogs should not wear clothes. Pets should not wear clothes- point blank. On another note, i talked to FOUR people recently who did not remember that fabulously tacky show Perfect Strangers, I decided not to mention My Two Dads after this admission of forgetfulness from (what i thought were bright) friends ... ! These are classic moments in pop culture history! Anyway, i guess the reason for me being maudlin can be attributed to the 21st birthday in a few days. The first birthday i can remember ever being excited for. Other than 10. 10 was a big one. I was so excited about being double digits. So i'm turning 21 in illinois, amongst customers and another Family Video employee whom i hardly know. Usually i dread the birthday, but this year seems to be different. 1) I get to drink alcohol in public. Okay, thats the only reason. I'm really excited for everyone to come back into the lou! Christina's already here and Emily's coming soon! And Ryan is coming soon too! I better "bounce." Work soon. Making the moolah never hurt my feet so much. But its worth it! Plus its in Missouri today!! Current Music: shellshock- new order | | Tuesday, August 16th, 2005 | | 11:52 am |
why i hate america and why i might go into broadcast journalism
Ok, so its not just america. Its media in general. Not just trashy movies or radio programs, because i do value freedom of speech and fluff. But the news has a responsibility to educate. Today i turned on a major news channel and saw that three people were debating Jessica Simpson's Daisy Dukes. HOT SHORTS. This is what we talk about at noon on a tuesday? They had a quick blip about the gaza protests on a few stations at the time, but chose to focus on short shorts. It pisses me off. I love movies like Broadcast News and Network, but they only skim the surface of an attack on the media. Arguments say that there is a need/a market for trash, for True Hollywood Story and for biography. The world needs to stop worshiping celebrities and start respecting people who try to make a difference in the smallest of ways. The Cindy Sheehans and the John Ashcroft. At least these people are making educated decisions based on emotional reactions to how they feel. Why do we praise celebrities for making a movie? And if they do become/are good samaritans, why do we never hear about it? Can't we use celebrities for positive purposes instead of infusing low self esteem into teeny boppers, and extreme/fast forward sex drives into tweens? So a film major is starting to really hate the media? I love movies, i love trashy movies, i hate censorship, but movies aren't responsible, or have the stigma attatched of informing. Movies were created as a spectacle, and developed into an escape. The news needs to educate people on what is going on. No wonder america is so isolationist, because we hardly know whats going on outside the usa. And in the event that the news sources broadcast something important, something worthwhile to listen to, they never fully explain themselves. Its like you're walking into a movie, or picking up a book 1/2way through. If american journalism were to lucidly and simply summarize events, that have occured. I know theres no easy way. I know bias always comes through. We need to hear from both sides, and not unevenly weighted both sides. Even Bush's speeches are fully of Jibber Jabber. They sound eloquent, and they sound beautiful, but they are full of empty hopes and promises, vague statements, and oblique assertions. UGG. I hope and pray for a news source that aims itself to educate the all, not just the already informed. That can hide from political bias using facts and avoiding value judgements. I pray for an america that doesn't report about the common cold or Clay Aiken on the 10 o'clock news, but uses this time to teach American what is going on and inspire them to action. That is the purpose of the media- to reach the masses in a positive way. ARG. | | Thursday, August 11th, 2005 | | 10:45 am |
Wilt Stillman
So I've been working hard. And I've been getting to see a little more of Missouri and Illinois. I like Missouri better i think. Or maybe its just more familiar. Regardless, I am so tired of the midwest. And very ready to move to a coast. I love WashU so I'm really looking forward to senior year, i just wish i could move the school left or right. Oh and get ready to slap me: I decided that I'm going to take another Pier class --- I know its the worst thing to do, but it'll also make me stronger, and i really need some cinematic balls right now. I'm taking every other film class that the school offers that I haven't taken, as I have dropped my psych major and have decided to go head on into film. I also have basically written another screen play, i think that's two going now, and hopefully will begin casting soon, after i smooth out some rough edges. Current Music: Since you Stole my Heart- Saturday Looks Good to Me | | Sunday, July 17th, 2005 | | 1:42 am |
vomit internet dating vomit vomit
So i discovered something today. In the summer i pick a shoulder to lean on- usually a cult like or general scary creepy shoulder/hobby to occupy myself with. Last summer it was the Unitarian Church, the summer before it: Los Angeles, this summer it is internet dating. No, i have not met anyone, and have only talked to two people through aim, but i wanted to broadcast the fact that i'm doing this OVER THE INTERNET (UGGG) because if i'm not obnoxiously upfront about it, then i'm evidently ashamed, and i don't want to be ashamed of any hobby i take up. I think the whole thing is ridiculous. I almost want to post the conversations I've had to show you how absurd the whole thing is, but i also don't want to implicate those two boys in the matter. Does that make sense? I almost sound like a character in law in order except i have no conviction. Ok so i sound like an actor in law in order. (fans of law and order reak havoc here). The point is, the people who hit on me lately are mentally ill. The people in england who hit on me, well two people who developed crushes on me for some god forsaken reason were very very decent, but all the others were mindless/borderline retarded/or very very old. So because i can only talk to people that i see as non-threatening, i find the internet an easy way to meet people. Actually i don't find the internet anything right now as i haven't fully thrown myself into this thing yet. I did talk to "some guy" today and i'm sure he was a nice person but the whole thing was this awful awkward interview. I'm much happier getting to know someone and then developing something with them, but i've become so neurotic lately that even that is an unsuccessful strategy. Anyway, i'm just trying to explain why i'm embarking upon this embarassing journey. I think its flattering if you can just click a button to say you find someone attractive and they can just click a button back. Its flattering when strangers find you attractive. But the more i analyze this, the more i see how awful it is. The whole point of dating is that it is hard and you have to interact personably, not through a keyboard. And isn't it exciting when you run into someone, and you giggle when you talk to them, and they look at your breasts? The impulsiveness and nervousness of it all? I want to embrace that. I guess i shouldn't really buy into this thing. But i'll keep my profile up and my options open. Current Music: girl-anouk | | Saturday, June 18th, 2005 | | 9:37 am |
more whining
so to continue on from before karaoke was great i ended up asking acquaintances and as many friends as i could to dedicate songs to me so as many people as possible would hear my name in the bar before i left kristian (christina's swedish beau) acted really strange about the request, i could be misinterpreting it because i never really understand what he says and he very annoying laughs at EVERYTHING everyone says, even if its serious, perhaps its a swedish thing? I think he's just a jovial guy, just the laughing makes me understand him so much less. Anyway, when i asked Kristian to dedicate his next song to me, he said he couldn't because everyone else would get jealous, and when i pressed on he said he would dedicate it to me and the other americans. I know its ridiculous but this bugged me a little. I do love to hear my name, and i was leaving the country the next day, and I'm pretty sure Kristian was worried that Christina would get jealous. Kristian seems to be over sensitive to that kind of thing. WEIRD. He ended up dedicating it to me and christina and the other americans. at least my name came first! FAME! so kalisa did her amazing weezer song, and kristian sang, neala/eleanor and girl i dont know signed up too late, but corinne sang "bitch" for me!!!! and then acquaintance simon dedicated his song to me as well. so karaoke went very well we got home and kalisa and I made cds of her radio show, and ate pasta, and watched the second to last episode of bbc's hitchiker's guide (we'd been stretching it out for a few weeks now... and i was way too tired to watch the final episode, i'm sorry england but you make me tired). and talked and listened to music till around 5-6am. my plan was to stay up all night so i could easily sleep on the plane. while making cds, emily's ben (and ben and ben and glenn fame) called me to yell at me for something. i really don't understand it! emily was upset and ben blamed me. but there was no reason. perhaps i just couldn't understand him through his cloudy british accent and he was really complimenting me for my beauty and wit. no clue. anyway, later i have heard that ben is upset for yelling at me so i guess all is well? bizarreeeee. anyway, i say goodbye to everyone that morning and head off--- for the WORST 16 hrs ever. well it wasn't that bad but here we go, internet journals are for rants so i'll fulfill all expectations at around 8am i slipped out of norwich house as quietly as one can with a giant suitcase and a loud door because i didn't want to say goodbye to everyone again. thats the thing about goodbyes. you end up needing to hide if you say them too early. so i clunk my extremely heavy suitcase down the stairs, step by step, as softly as one can with an extremely heavy suitcase and embarassingly wimpy arms. i end up outside the building and prompty ask the first person i see to carry my suitcase down the adjoining stairs. mission accomplished! and now its raining. i turn in my keys and pull my suitcase/laptop case/backpack/and giant psychadellic tote bag across campus to the train station. THIS WAS NOT EASY. blisters formed on the mounds of my palms. not there anymore though. hurrah! but thats not why the day was so bad. i was visibly upset and rattled by the whole thing. i LOOKED like i was having a hard time. AND NO ONE STOPPED TO ASK ME IF I NEEDED A NON-BLISTERED HAND. that was when i started to see britain for what it is. I KNOW it america someone would asked if i needed help. thing is, they probably, no certainly, would not have wanted to help. they would have asked out of obligation, "to be nice" but then again, i would capitalize (for i am american) on their "nice" upbringing and take them up on their pristine palm offer. i almost slipped once, passing a girl, in the rain, nothing said by her. at the train station i would run to the platform and attempt to pull up my enormous suitcase in front of unsuspecting train passenger (on multiple occaisions) where anyone could see i was having a hard time, and no one helped me. GOSH! when i finally got to the airport though, everyone was amazingly nice. everything went pretty smoothly at the airport and the ride, and i eventually willed the plane to turn around on its way to dallas. -don't land don't land don't land-. i'm happy now. i'm happy to be in the states. i'm happy to be "home" or whatever. still don't know really where is home. i guess san rafael. so far i have seen my nephew and spent tamar's last day with her before she went to israel. she's probably on the plane right now? or in an hour i think. i don't miss sussex right now. i miss linda and kalisa, knowing i wont' see them for a very long time, and probably anirban and corinne too, but i dont' miss the way i ate there, the way i slept there. I like eating fruits! I like eating healthier and having dessert being a treat. i am looking forward to going to missouri and having my car, OH HOW I MISS MY CAR, and my computer and my dvds and books and hopefully a job more later | | Thursday, June 16th, 2005 | | 6:01 am |
blah blah blah home blah blah
I think i'll have difficulty explaining how i feel right now but i'll just go ahead and attempt because i know i want it recorded. Aside from physical ailments, and general tiredness I am not overwhelmed with any feeling. Its more like underwhelmed by - what is it? regression? anger? rejection?- time travel. Underwelmed by a feeling of time travel. I got in last night around 9pm/9:30 so i was really too tired to call friends (TWO.), announce my arrival, or stay online for very long either. I kinda didn't even want to celebrate the fact that i'm "home". Not that i think England is my home. It definitely isn't. In fact, because of yesterday's events, leaving England was MUCH easier than anticipated for i think i began to see England's character on the day of my departure. I'll start at the very beginning and then hopefully, at the end of my recollection, and i can list random british words that i can think of because i'm starting to fear that they will slowly disappear from my vocabulary. Tuesday night: Karaoke Night. I invited as many of my friends as i could to go to weekly Karaoke because i decided it would be my goodbye party. The usual girls (dutch girls, christina, kalisa) and boys (three- Filipo (sp?!), Kristian and Bjorn (yes a swedish guy named Bjorn, please pronounce the j, it is much more fun to say his name then), and extras: the three british drama gals- Neala, Eleanor, and their friend (I THINK her name is Claire, regardless, she was very nice!), Corinne, Ben and Glenn, and Lindsay. It was a nice group though I missed Emliy and Emma and Claire. Kalisa said that i could choose any song i wanted and she would sing to it for me. I chose Buddy Holly by Weezer and she rocked so hard! to be continued Current Music: MOD! |
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