Ugh. Last night we had a pickup rehearsal for the show. Nobody bothered to call me to tell me we were starting at 7 instead of 8 like I had originally thought. Whatever. I'm not upset about that. I went to go find someone who had a key to unlock the dressing room for the actors (they were told to be there I guess at 6 in order to go at 7; but when they got there, nobody had unlocked the dressing room so they called me at 6:30 and that's when I found out that we were going at 7). As soon as I got down there, everyone starting bitching at me saying that they weren't going to be ready to go at 7...I hate it when people bombard me like that because I never handle those situations really well. Ugh.
Anyway, that really has nothing to do with how I'm feeling; it just added to wood to the fire. So when I was called about unlocking the dressing room, I had to find a key. I was told by our now former stage manager, as I seem to have been bumped up due to the fact that the former SM was not fulfilling her duties, that Guido, our set designer/lighting designer/faculty advisor that was present at the time, did not have a key. I don't know why I believed her when she first told me like a week ago, but I did. I asked her again yesterday and she said that he didn't, that Dina-Guido's assisstant-was the one who had it. Now recently, our former SM has been caught in a few lies that make me cautious about the things I tell her now. So I decide to go to Guido and ask him for the key anyway and he's like, "Yeah, I have a key to everything." That is why I got so pissed. Not the fact that I wasn't told that we were starting earlier than I had originally thought, but that I was very openly lied to by someone who I consider a friend. It sucks. I'm pretty hurt by this. I realize that it was a lie over a stupid key, but there's more to the story. She hasn't just been lying to me, she's been lying to pretty much everyone, and I think that's the suckiest part.
And I'm not just hurt by her. Last night's events got me thinking about how another friend has been treating me lately. Back in September, when I broke up with my boyfriend, this particular friend did not lend the support that I truely needed. In fact, the night of our breakup, she was openly making fun of the entire situation, when she knew how much I cared for him and loved him. At first when this happened, I blamed it on the fact that it was late at night and we were both pretty tired, but then I thought about the fact that anytime she's broken up with a guy (probably a total of 5 or 6 in the two years I've known her) I've never once made fun of the situation right after it happened. And she's never apologized for treating me that way either. It sucks getting hurt by someone you love.
I invited this particular friend to a Halloween party that I was invited to and she had said that she'd go with me. When I got home to change into my costume, it was about 8:30. She had told me that she had a family dinner thing until around 9 or so. When we talked previously in the day, she had expressed that she was tired and wasn't sure if she was going to go with me that night. I said that it was ok, but to text or call me if she was for sure not going to go. She never did and I assumed that she was still at her family thing and that when she was done, we'd go to the party for a little while and then head over to another party at a mutual friend's house. I decided not to go to the party because I was too tired and when I texted her to let her know I wasn't going, she was already at our friend's party! She didn't even bother to tell me that she had absolutely no intention of coming with me to the first party.
I don't understand why people can't seem to tell me the truth. All my friend had to do was tell me that she didn't want to go with me to my party and that she just wanted to go to our mutual friend's party. Is that really so hard to do? I don't even know what to say to this person about her actions. It just sucks that I feel so hurt. I want to go somewhere far, far away right now.
Sorry this is so long, I just needed to vent.
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