Stupid bun.

My face is caked with make up. My contacts are bothered by said make up. My hair is up in a bun. God help me, it is the most artistic bun I could conjure up, but it is still a bun. I detest buns. I mean if I could do two on the side of my head like Leia I'd be totally fine with it, but it's not allowed.

I have dress rehearsal in an hour. We are so no prepared, it’s not even funny. And I’m required to wear my hair in a bun. I am refraining from cursing.

Oi vey. It’s been crazy lately, and my blog has really sucked. I mean it always sucks, but it’s really sucked as of late.

I’m just going to say, that until my party is over (June 11^th) my blog will probably continue with this ‘sucking’ pattern. As mentioned, I have dress rehearsal tonight, lots of random things until the weekend, and then four dance performances this weekend. And then it will be the week of the party, so yeah.

Oh, last night was weird. My dance studio had it’s awards ceremony, and I got abother tacky trophy for being part of it so long. Heh, I threw the other ones away the year I quit dance, but now I have another. Why am I writing about this? I really don’t know, must be the bun.

Oh, we found a little time to play tennis last night, it was steller. We are getting so much better. We’ve decided, that the day after the party, we’re going to have a tennis marathon. Seriously, we’re planning on eight hours at the courts.

*sigh* So yeah, not like I have many fans, and not like it matters if I don’t blog for a while, but I just wanted to let the humans know.

Enough, time to go put on one of my three wretched costumes.