saturday after the show, a lady told me to let her know when i get to hollywood.
freakin sweet right? it was awesome, and now i am taking a monologue class. woohoo. thursday i tuned my guitar and now i play my "black broken heart" out. <<i'm a fake, by the used. i can't feel my finger tips. i mostly play greenday.
i have no clue how to do my monologue. everybody else got really cool ones and i got a sucky one that noone ever heard of. "Quilters" and I have to do ANNIE.
it sucks.
i get confused sometimes, but then i get reminded and its great.
i miss the play. i really liked hanging out with everybody backstage and before & after the show. I made some really cool new friends and now i wanna cry because i miss them. chase miller, stephen mclemore, cejay ( sorry, but i don't know how to spell your last name) but he was always my friend, and many others. i can't wait until i can come see beowolf because it means i see everybody that i miss.
i got my homecoming dress. 
love you guys like an emo loves eyeliner.
i love you jacob.
sarah
