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12 August 2009 @ 02:19 pm
"you're not talking to patients. you're hallucinating."  
Sooooooo, my screening is tomorrow and the panic hasn't set in yet. I'm just really, really excited. Woke up at the crack of a quarter to six and scurried off to KFRU for our intense radio interview with Emily and Fiona. Despite the fact that we got locked out of the building and didn't actually get inside until after our interview was supposed to begin, it went really well. While I was discussing the idea of pimp culture, I realize that there's no possible way to say the word "pimping" without sounding like an absolute ass. When I got in the car, the first thing my mom said was, "PIMPIIIIING."

I spent a while texting almost everyone in my phone about the screening. And got about 4 replies. THANKS, EVERYONE I KNOW. WAY TO SUCK.

ETA: And here comes the stress.  Basically, none of my actual friends are going. Kelsey doesn't think she can go because of some senior mentor training thing, Carlyn's going to be in Chicago, Ellen's going to be in St. Louis, and Sarah (who is actually going) is mad at me. I was supposed to hang out with her on Friday and then go to her friend Allison's pre-opening party at her new job or something, but since my dad is flying in Friday morning, I can't.

I mean, it's not like I'm ditching her, am I? She was one of the people I texted this morning about the fundraiser she just sent back, "when I say I'll go to something, I go," which I think is a bit uncalled for. Yeah, I'm a horrible person. I apologized like 3 times. JFC I CAN'T HELP IT.
feel: super excited
music: house repeats