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disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.

note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.

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2004.01.13 9:29 p.m.

so day two of school: verdict: GOOD.

no, really. no, really, really. yeah..i mean, of course, right? except that i a little worried about it. so now i'm not. well, i should give it a couple of weeks, but still. but still.

i love it, i'm not going to lie to you.

i adore my teachers, and all in completely different ways, they all have so much to give i think, and different backgrounds and experiences. oh oh yes. i'm not terribly excited about my humanities guy..but he'll be fine.

i'm excited about learning! and doing school! oh and so much for yoga and pilates and dance and yelling. and everything. and relaxation and massage. aparantly nudity might be required for certain filmings etc. i'm also excited about that.

excited for everything. except boring bits..but..gotta take the sour with the sweet.

yesterday i was lying on the bright hardwood floors looking out the giant windows at the red brick building and dark trees loaded with white snow. i was almost in tears with how nice it was.

it feels like good drama camp for years. or something.

next year they're bringing in lots of agents and casting directors to meet us, and by the end we'll have a dvd of our work in the class as a demo reel. awesome.

okay, so someone just found my diary today with a search for the h u x x t a b u l l s. this could end badly. if they know stanty, and know what he is called by sometimes. this diary is a hotbed of things that could end badly.

i like it a little. well, you know how i like gossip. even if i have to create it.

carlan! i'm looking at you and wondering why you are such a chickenhead. haha.

i miss you all so much! gah. how this city/program be so good, and you all be so good as well? how frustrating. whoever invented love sucks. yeah.

oh, i ran into brutus today in the halls! we hugged. that's bizzare considering i don't really know him. but we're both from saskatoon, so we're best friends now. we went for lunch at a funny cheap place across from the school. it was nice. i like people from home. hopefully he'll introduce me to some cute music boys. haa.

i'm so tired. tuesdays suck my fat bottom. i start at eight and my last class ends at 6.10! gah. gah. i have a few hours worth of breaks in there..but it's still long. you see.

it's happysad happysad here. i'm an undecided girl. missing and missing. you see.

previously - and then

*oh random entry*

all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15

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