Hampstead Theatre

i so so wanted to go to the drama audition at the theatre today. so so terribly. it was from 5-8pm. i could have made it but:

but my aunt said that it finishes too late (8pm) and seeing as my area is freakin dangerous (drugs, knives etc)...

they're going to the airport today so they can't pick me up either..

i reluctantly came round to her way of thinking. i forget a lot of the time that i have much to be thankful for i get so petulent and spoilt sometimes...

as a compromise, she said i could get violin lessons again if i wanted. or piano. but jeez they're so expensive!

btw, i found the perfect similie for me.

a sloth they sleep on average, 20 hours a day. big up sloths, man

so many things happened that night.

in a way its a good thing u didnt go

WHAT?! what does that mean? tell me. i won't spread it.