LEMONS.

wow. its my third post today. i amaze myself. but then again, i always have the urge to post at the oddest times. like now. when im supposed to shut down.

anyway. im not going to bitch about LEMONS. im just here to. complain. HAHA. no difference in a way. well. semi-bitch.

LEMONS. james and bird... haha. formally lemons was known as Vicky. my ingenious idea. but everyone i dont like seems to be called 'Vicky'. haha (sherry!)
anw. LEMONS. is. stunting my artistic growth!
(ok that was grammatically wrong.. 'lemons is'. but in this case, lemons, is a NAME!)

yeah. tomorrow. im scared. well i cant believe I am SCARED of lemons. i feel quite. annoyed. pissed. intimidated. yes! intimidated of all things!

LEMONS worries me.

im scared. im dreading tomorrow. lemons is going to be like what, telling me WHAT TO DO AND NOT TO DO OH ABIGAIL PLEASE LOOK AT THE AUDIENCE WHEN TO TALK EMPHASIZE ON THE WORDS YOU WANT TO BRING OUT OOH LOOK I AM LIKE ARTSY FARTSY AND I HAVE PERFECT ENGLISH THAT IS REALLY A FAKE ACCENT GOING ON THERE BUT YOU THREE TEENS SHOULD LIKE IDOLIZE ME BECAUSE I AM LIKE THE COOLEST AND I CAN ACT LIKE JULIE ANDREWS SO LISTEN TO ME AND DONT GIVE ME THAT FACE ELIZABETH YOU ARE INCORRIGIBLE AND ABIGAIL IS SO TEACHABLE SO LET ME HARRASS HER MORE COME ABIGAIL DO THIS AND THAT AND THIS AND THAT SO THAT YOU CAN PLEASE ME AND I CAN GO TO HOLLYWOOD AND DIE.

well. maybe not too dramatic. but you get the gist.