Current location:	hunter
Current mood:	complacent
Current music:	Escalator humming

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I'm at hunter on some rinky dink computar trying to not fall asleep.
The offical showing of african booty scratcher is next saturday. Thats cool right. Uhm only problem is,its at a bar. Wow! Thanks Nikiyatu! thats so sweet of you! . Bars are definitely places to show a movie about high school students! In other words... i cant go see it because i'm underage. So in order to get in this is the plan...
wear a really really realving shirt. that usually sloves all my problems.

In other news me and my dad are kinda uhh.. I feel like im dealing with a teenager. I'm definitely raising him. Its so funny. Last night when he came home from north carolina, i was so excited to see him and hugging him like crazy and asking him about he's trip blah blah blah..and like a typical dancing queen my dad is. "Ok, sofie, i need to breathe. Sofie please im tired. I'm gonna go lay down."
"oh why are you tired"
"I Dunno, I'm going on the computar"
"you want me to make you anything?"
"No"
"How was your trip?"
"fine"
"How was the weather?"
"ok"
"you want to go to republic on tuesday?"
"watever"

So at this point i realize my dad is on the rag. So i leave him alone.

yeah my dad gets the whole preteen agnst thing.

And im on the verge of seriously quitting loccitane.

I went on an audition about a month ago and it bombed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'll keep the story short. The director sends me information to go to venue of the audition. He sends me an attachment with the script. I didnt open it because my comptuar was acting up. I call him and tell him that i cant open the email, but i'll just get an extra copy when i see him. I always do really well on cold readings anyways so i didnt really pay it any mind. I go to the venue. meet the director and he seems nice and i could tell he liked how i looked for the part. He hands me the script and tells me that i'll be up next right after this gurl wearing a black shirt. He asked me about a week before if i spoke spanish. I told him yes because i do. If i practice my spanish it's bearable. so, i sit down next to josh because he took me there, read the script and my jaawww droppppeeedd..

seriously 10 pages of nothing but spanish text.

so after i pissed my pants.. i asked josh if we could leave. josh said no sofie try it. i read it the text i understood it, but i couldnt speak it well. I was trying to hard to say every phrase perfect that i couldnt emote any type of feelings. and just to add the text was sevre "novella text". When i saw the girl with tthe black shirt come out the room smiling i just sighed, looked at josh and trecked on. i shook hands witht the director and my scene partner. I told the director this was the first time i saw the script and i had no idea it would be alllllllll in spanish. He said ok, well lets see what you got.
So we performed the scene, TORTURE. not only did it remind me that i lost my sppanish speaking ablitily, it was prolly the most awkward situation for sir. director to sit through. it was pain staking.

so after that ordeal was over. I told the director if given time i could memorize all text and words. I would practice it over and over again. All my family speaks spanish my boyfriend speaks perfect spanish and he's family, theres plenty of people i can practice with. I would be able to knock this character out the water. To even prove to him that i can speak spanish, I gave him the 1, 2's and had a lil impromptu bilingual chat with him. He said that he understands where i'm coming from. and ended it there. he thanked me for coming tonight and escorted me to the door.

I saw josh and we both had that "yeah it didnt go to well" look on us. and just went home.

So, that takes the cake for the most embarrasing moment of my life. Which is nice i guess cause i didnt have one from before that night.