"well the world is only a stage, and i'm just a man, with a sound caught in his throat . . . but when the song comes tumbling out, you understand. It's the shell thats been washed about a million times, and if you're there you can see jus
2007-01-19, 10:54 p.m.

I cried when i saw greys anatomy today.
i also cried on the bus back from school. everything was so dreary and i felt like it would be appropriate to invite the wet and cold into my school life with salt and water. what better way to tell it we like the dry, we like the sun, we like our short sleeve shirts and our crochet knitted flats (well, i like mine).

i was going to forget andrew btw, and really i had pretty much gotten there. it wasn't as bad as i thought it'd be. so understandably i didn't plan to see him (and i didn't ask him to wear the cutest sweater ever).

he just arrived. i didn't ask him to invite me to any stupid party, hence why i'm not going.
and i didn't ASK him to be there in the computer lab, or in the Co-op at the same time i was.

i didn't ask him to flash that god damn promise ring.

you know what i wish, i wish you guys could listen to the music i'm listening to right now, and maybe we could all drown silently for a bit.
it's not wrong. to drown for awhile, lay down, give in for a little bit.
what's wrong is not getting back up again.

i really just want him to go away, and at the same time i dont.

what the fuck is a promise ring anyways?

i know i'll get over this. i'll find another andrew.
i can be patient.
but it's like going to the dentist. you KNOW it's going to be over, but in the process it's driving you insane, and you bear it, but in your head you can imagine just punching the god damn dentist in the face and telling her/him to take their goddamn tools and fucking dental hygiene and shove it.

(yes, i HATE going to the dentist. more than i hate the cold).

you know why i hate the cold so much?

there's so much suffering in the cold.
a considerable number of people die in the cold, less so in the heat.

i used to push myself in the cold.
in my younger days, when i felt ready to kill something, i'd do these long walks in the cold cold cold in a tshirt.

it felt good then, not so much now.
maybe if there was a little freaking sun i could take it, but it's so dank outside, and gray.

and im taking an acting course this semester. there's 17 people in the class, and we have to write a 3 minute monologue and preform it. Id almost rather fucking die. and we have to play stupid name games and, blah! I just want the fine arts credit.

on a happier note, i got accepted in the infant devo class i wanted, im on top of what little reading i have to do for school.

im currently reading "needful things" by stephen king. it's pretty good.
i'm listening to the slip and giant drag.
i watched greys anatomy but i mentioned that.
i also saw snakes on a plane yesterday night. what a shit movie, and highly entertaining.

crank is on the TV right now. the music's pretty good.

alright, im outie.

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