that mood

last night i had the urged to just take a glass which was conveniently placed on my kitchen counter, smash it on the ground, and watch as the glass scattered into a thousand tiny pieces. i'm sure that everybody would like to do that too sometimes because we all get into that i'm-so-frustrated-i-just-want-to-break-things mood.

mine happened to be caused by play practice. everyone in the cast, or at least the student cast, sees that the alumni who happen

to be in the show are the focus. it's like they're the stars and we're just the people in the background making them look good. the alumni even get to use our make up rooms which are so much bigger than the dressing rooms we have to get ready. you think that with the 24 female students would get a bigger place to get ready for the show but no it's actually the 3 female alumni who do. there's other things that bother about the show also. like how in a slide show we have for it's raining men we have pictures of the principle and the super attendant, who are current day age pictures and all gross and sweaty mixed in with pictures of past athletes. let's just say all us girls are not excited to be singing about them and when we saw the slide show a collected ew echoed through the auditorium. and how for curtain call the student cast all takes our bows scattered and completely random, which i should think we should bow by grade level since the show is called

dallas through the years, and then the alumni get to go last.

writing that little paragraph i realized that it sounds very ranty. which makes me think i should end this post with sometime that deals with smashing a glass. so let's all pretend that we have a glass in our hand. fill that glass with all of your frustrations in life and then smash it to the floor...or against a wall....it's your preference. but now let the satisfaction of you smashing something to bits lift up your mood. then go out and buy yourself a new glass.