American Diddle and mis.

Tonight went really well, but before I get on to it I’m going to talk about this morning.

The lady who gave me a massage said I need to exercise more, which is really true…^^; But it was nice to get all that stiffness out. X.x Blargh.

Play practice was canceled, so the next eventful thing was going to Jenn’s, where I met Kelsey and Brittany. They were kinda cute, especially when Jake came over to help P.B. with packing things for A.D. Though, their older sister, Aimee, told me to “try living with them.” XP That’s probably so true, but it’s not too bad for a first impression…

Okay. Got to church with Jenn and Aimee and reheated Jenn’s chicken noodle soup with Penne pasta. It wasn’t too bad at all.

Got “prettified,” thanks to Jenn and I had put on my kimino. Zoey-kins threw up a little on the women’s bathroom carpet, but all is well…:D

P.B. was hi-LARIOUS with “Ice, Ice, Baby.” Aimee was cute on stage with her little wings, too. After Aimee was done, though, I was thinking, “crap, when am I on? Oh man…I’m getting so nervous.” So, I started praying to God, asking him to “help me sing well on stage.” But it really wasn’t helping…Then I finally realized, “What am I asking for? He’s already here with me and will be with me up on stage. That’s comforting enough!” That helped immensely. Confirming a truth rather than asking for something that may or may not happen is a better route. At least for me.

I did pretty well. I surprised myself and I was one of the few people to get a compliment from ‘Simon.’ “You’re the only one so far who seems to have made a lot of improvement from last time,” I think he said.

Yeah, so, tonight was pretty sweet. The only downer was when Will harassed me after the band played. The conversation was like this*:

Will: Are you Chinese?
Me: (thinking it was supposed to be a weird compliment?) Actually, I’m mostly Germen.
Will: Oh, well, you look Chinese while wearing Chinese clothes. Is your name supposed to be Woo** or something?
Me: (ignores the name comment) It’s actually a Japanese kimino.
Will: Is your name Jackie Chan*** or something?
Me: …Jackie Chan is Chinese.

All the while, P.B. was staring at us. I know I distracted him because I wasn’t paying attention. I just put my head in my head and sighed, since I was discouraged/annoyed with Will. Then P.B. started speaking. I apologized for speaking with Will while P.B. was trying to speak after he was done with his announcements and thingies.

I mean, I know it was partly Will’s fault, for harassing me…But it was still my fault, too. I could’ve ignored him or cut the conversation short. I could’ve not gotten so annoyed because of my “Asian knowledge” or whatever. At least what P.B. said was comforting. I can’t remember exactly what he said at all…Darnit! >.o; Oh wells.

Later tonight: Shower and bed. Brief talkings wiff the Andrea.

*The conversation is paraphrased.
**I can’t remember the “name” he said there, the jist of it was that it was a stereotypical “Chinese” sounding name.
***I do know that he actually said that.