So Alex and I have had to do biorhythms for precal (something to do with sine curves) and I think it's kind of interesting. According to my biorhythm for this month, I will have a physical high tomorrow (the 20th), as well as an intellectual low--which sucks, cause I have a precal test! And of course my emotional low is approaching, around the 23rd. This isn't going to be a good end of the month. And next month, all of mine have a low around the same time! Not to mention that Valentine's Day will be a "critical" time emotionally and intellectually. Meaning that I'm probably going to cry a lot because I don't have a boyfriend. Yuck.
Spec practice today went super well, I think. Except for when Darius, Ben, and Otto (and later, after I tried to get him to come up to STOP them, Sam....) lit like thousands of napkins on fire in Tucker's kitchen. They were rolling fake napkin "joints" and trying to smoke them, too--with nothing in them. It was really stupid-looking, though kind of funny. Our hour "break" was okay, though afterwards Otto and Miles crashed and were half-asleep doing their lines. Then I kind of fell asleep. But I didn't explode and everyone was fairly nice, except Otto who is never nice and Emily who kept criticizing my Mercedes--uh, hello, I'm not a very good actress but I was kind of doing my own thing.
I'm tired. And I got too many movies at Hollywood Video again--didn't watch Endless Sunshine like ALWAYS (I always get it but never watch it! I have no clue why). And I needed to take pictures for photography but it was too cold outside this entire weekend. I just wanted to sleep. Which, frankly, I really want to do right now. I guess I could have slept in instead of watching three episodes of Keeping Up With the Kardashians, but it's kind of addicting. I am SO middle-America.
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