D-R-A-M-A

Speaking of...I watched a play this weekend. It was pretty cool. I went to Macon with Drew and Ashley and we saw West Side Story. It was performed at Theatre Macon by the Youth Actors. They were awesome, especially the girl playing Anita. We made eye contact. She winked at me. I blushed. What does that mean?

I had a good time in Macon. Nick is nice. His place is so cool. Ashley thinks it smells nice. I think it smells like my grandmother mixed with death. I suppose that is nice to some people.

I met some cool people. We connected. We talked and laughed and it was fun. YAY! for meeting other people who are into Broadway and reality TV. We discussed important topics such as the Real World, Road Rules, Anna Nicole, Kathy Griffin, Project Runway, and Trading Spaces. We also chatted about the pro's and con's of being gay in a Fraternity, which I am sure will never have relevance to my life. But it was fun!

I took a bath today. I mean I bathe regularly, but I take showers for the most part. Today I took a 2 hour bath. It was awesome. Just me, the tub, and a gallon of apple juice. That's a party just waitin' to happen!

It's sad when people my age loose their parents. I mean even though I loathe my mother to the point of contemplated homicide, if anything were to ever happen to her, I'd be devastated. My father...I'd have to be committed to a home. Honestly. I'm not sure what you say to a person who's just lost a parent. Is there anything to say? I think a hug works best.

I'm really starting to worry about the first edition of the paper. I got to read some of the "completed" articles tonight and OMFG...if they are any sign of what's to come, kill me now! I've tried be the nice, friendly, approachable editor, but I see that it's now time to be a bitch. I can do that. Tuesday will be the start of a whole new strategy: Operation Paper Cut.

I cried a lot tonight. I was freakishly emotional for some reason. It all started with me reminiscing about this program I saw on GPTV about these two old women in a nursing home. It was the saddest thing I have ever watched. Who ever thought of that sad shit should be captured and made to watch it in endless play. Bastard!

Sam replied to my last post. Makes me happy. She didn't have the answer to my question though. Makes me sad.

Am I bi-polar?

I love you all. <--------> Kiss my fucking ass!

Omg...my knees are so freaking hot right now. Just my knees! I don't think this is normal. They are like on fire! Shit! I need to soak them in ice. What the hell?

I'm sure I had something else I wanted to say, but I can't think of it. So, until next time bitches. Pea....goddammit...ce....fucking fiery knees!

Ciao.

P.S. "Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity."