WONDERLAND

CALLED.



I am skipping with joy and I don't even know what this phone call is for...
FINGERS= CROSSED.

There is a summer-job god.

Sour liquid centre.

1:30 pm- scheduled time for REHEARSAL to begin
2:00 pm- jazz class STILL in auditorium
2:34 pm- high on pixie sticks
2:53 pm- sudden loss of energy, 7 minute nap
3:45 pm- lunch break (rush to the caf for survival nutrients)
4:30 pm- cue to cue (yawn) get yelled at for not extending MEATLOAF
5:50 pm- high off pixie sticks
6:30 pm- dinner break, morph into huge nerd.
7:30 pm- They have a St Huberts in ETOBICOKE? BRILLIANCE.
7:35 pm- 2nd act cue to cue and full run through... EXHAUSTION.
1:00 am- HOME? I sure hope so.

UP and down

Just one of those nights...

I want to crawl under my sheets with you.

Francis, you get a kiss.

Thank you Francis.
The thoughts of me living in your hair bring back the fun memories of last night. I'll gladly accept that teddy bear flower next time we meet.

I tried something completely new at Yuks last night. I improvised a song on guitar according to an audience member. I (of course) used familiar chords and I think it went over pretty well. I believe I'll try that again tonight @ Spirits. Come check me out.

Sketch show cuts were made today. One of my sketches is on the bubble... I want it in the show so bad! I was casted into 16 sketches during pitches, and 9 of them got cut... two of the ones I'm in now are on the bubble as well. You can never be too sure of anything at this point.

Oh well, tomorrow's another day.

Things not to do before a Renée set.

1- Look through old letters (emails) that you shouldn't have kept in the first place.

2- Think about leaving the boom box at home.

3- Drink chocolate milk.

4- Post up on this.

Reality tears me up.

I just spent the last hour weeping... I was truly touched.
Hooray for Extreme Makeover Home Edition.

You do one good thing for someone and it'll double it's way back to you.
I'm a strong believer in good Karma.

Saturday was probably one of the most 'real' days of my life.

I woke up, well rested, completely prepared for yet another audition. I could have slept in, I could have said 'ah forget it' and I could have stayed puzzled about my future. But I know what I want, where I'm going and that's Wonderland. I was remembered. I made an impact. I was important. I am lucky. I am blessed. I am looking forward to having the best summer of my life. And hopefully Geoff will be my favourite pirate!

Everything happens for a reason. Listening to Damien Rice,after watching a sappy reality show and writing a few meaningful words can really choke a girl up...

I'm so emotional. Geezus.

I got to spend a wonderful evening with my dad too... talking about family, goals, the circle of life, how the world works, why some things happen and fun stuff... I really missed him. I'm glad we got to hang out- and that he met my special someone, it meant so much in so many ways.

Thank you for being amazing.

Ouch.

No call back.
Their loss.

Hello Saturday-
What's that? Another opportunity? Nothing is stopping Chantale from getting an awesome summer job this year. I still hate you MONO '04.

I busted my knee on my dresser delivering the portable phone.
FUNNY BONE CENTRAL.
My gut busted too as I collapsed to the floor.

Somebody help me. I hurts but I can't stop laughing. Phoebe get off me.

I don't want to be a _______

LIFER: "Lie-ph-her" (definition) Someone who will remain at the lowest end of the employment chain, settling for minimum wage for THE REST OF THEIR LIVES. Someone whose life only revolves around 'work' and therefore tries to relate everyone elses' stories to their own 'work experience'. Someone who uses company lingo outside of the premises and who is only in contact with those who share the same interest.

Can you tell that I'm just a little bit peeved at something?

My hours got cut. AGAIN.

Oh, I'm skipping with Joy.
I hate job hunting, I love interviews.
I just wish money came to me.

Had a wicked interview today, so I've got motivation to quit the shoe house soon. Let's hope.

What ? No gun?

Howie, Howie, Howie.

What more to say? What an episode today... it was a sudden cry for help and we're all genuine people, so we gave him the best we could. I'm finding, that as the year is slowly finishing up, everyone is bursting into some sort of fit to stand out. That, and we're all becoming close friends whether we like it or not. Face it, theses people are family! 2 years (of unforgettable college experience?)is coming to a quick end.

Thank god no one pushed Howie's bad button, I was sure he was going to kill himself, or someone else in the room.

Thank you Camiel for giving me shelter when I couldn't help but snicker under the chair.

Things like this scare me.
I wish I were a better person under this circumstance too.