Argued with mom about what she thought was an inappropriate text. I sent her a 'happy MILF day to my sexy mommas' text. Its supposed to be a compliment and kind of . Of course she takes it the entirely wrong way and says I should never talk to my mother like that.
sigh.
Then my grandmother is hospitalized. Abu and I are super close. She's survived like 5 heart attacks and 2 strokes. I'll be devastated if I lose her.
My rehearsal yesterday was extended. I almost cried when he gave us an extra hour of lunch break thinking he was doing us a favor.
And last but not least, something's up with the composer. No clue what going on in his head.
My threshold of stress is at its breaking point. Its starting to wear on me. My manager at work said I've been looking annoyed and serious- not my usual happy and bubbly self.
Three more weeks and it'll be over. I'll have a life again. One more month and I'll see my Abu and my entire family. I just need to keep my focus on the show and the campaign.
and breathe a little.
Documenting the Daily Pursuit of my Dream
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