I was so annoyed...at everything.
I was easily annoyed.
I mean it was 5 days before opening night but still.
I was so freaking annoyed.
I was annoyed when Talia kept telling everyone that she hadn't eaten anything since "yesterday's lunch".
She kept telling us about how she was anorexic.
It felt like she was competing.
Like she was making a joke out of anorexia.
Maybe she was.
Maybe she wasn't.
But still, it felt like a joke.
I was also annoyed at the freshmen boys in the musical.
They would sit in the corner blaring Classic by MKTO and make jokes backstage.
And then there was when Payson would pretend to know everything about music scores, and conducting, and solfage, and minor thirds, and accidentals, and...and well, music.
I wish there was a pause button.
When I'd press it, everything would stop.
Time would stop, and I could just be free to explode without anyone listening.
That's why I have this journal.
But then I realized that this affected my character.
When I was acting all bipolar like Raina said, I became dull on stage, lifeless, in between.
But it wasn't just everything else.
It was also you.
Like always.
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What I Meant
Teen Fiction(Completed but not edited) Everything lies within tangled webs. Feelings, thoughts, truth. You can try to lie. Fake a smile. But you can't fake your feelings. You can't fake how you feel, and even if you try, it never works. Or else you explode i...
