a day without "i":

slept the day away. felt dazed. went to rehearsal. it ended. didn't wanna go home. went to amanda's. watched monty python. laughed. caught up, felt old, reminisced. she played  amazing grace on the wizened guitar. it was beautiful. got hats back but then accidentally left them there again. freudian? perhaps... they're probably ( Read more... )

i'm just a big copy cat!

A - Age you got your first kiss: *cough* i don't wanna talk about it.
B - Band listening to right now: umm...er-- must it really be a band? i'm really feeling this sade right about now.
C - Crush: everybody!... and nobody all at once.
D - Dad’s name: then-patrick duane boughton, now- cecil rudy rogers
E - Easiest person to talk ( Read more... )

gee whiz! today we went to the post office and sent off some letters and it was grand!

just kidding. today for real, we had rehearsal and it was just a'ight. i was having an okay time and kim, the director's all like "well, we're missing eric and ben for an hour because they had to go support their friends," and i'm thinking psh, probably a halo ( Read more... )

eff the effing notebook. gawd, you try to get your jollies by watching a movie on pay per view and what do you get?: the notebook a.k.a. the load of crap-book.  talk about an offensive combination of depressing and boring all at once. so they die together and that's supposed to be a satisfying ending?-- it definitely wasn't happy, unless you're ( Read more... )

So i woke up feeling morbid, discouraged and ambitious all at once which is a weird feeling 'cause you're all like "what's the point of going on?" but then you're like "well! let's get started! carpe diem, i always say!" *sigh* i went to to school in my pj's, 'cause like i said, i didn't see the point in anything (including getting dressed) today. ( Read more... )

i discovered that i had n's in three classes on the 5-week. wtf? what happened to the good old days in america when you could get an a just by showing up? eff no child left behind.

and i felt bad about that so i was like trying to be responsible-ish, so at lunch i went to the diversity meeting for like the first time in about a year, and then mr. ( Read more... )

In This Life
Let me show you what I’m made of
Good intentions are not enough
To get me through today and this life
You’re in the basement watching the t.v.
I’m on the second floor watching the ceiling
We’ll sleep underneath the same big sky at night
And dream the same dream we can fly
You can run from me
You can hide from me
But I am right beside ( Read more... )

so i just got back from the jazz trip or whatever it's called and i'm left in a pretty manic state-- mind you not manicly happy or depressed, just manic, as in at 0 as opposed to a (-) or (+). i had my extreme highs (e.g. "backstreet's back" chorus and weed at the crack o' dawn) and my extreme lows (cannot be summed up in a pair of parentheses). ( Read more... )

Yesterday was an interesting day, rather yester-night...? I had a revelation about myself and alcohol and weed.  I can certainly do one or the other seperately, though i must say, i prefer the former, but the experience i had on both was out of control and ridiculous.  I feel the need to include my intense anger at kelly for not showing up because ( Read more... )

Sigh. Okay, so who doesn't want someone to confide in who's dear to them, who they can also be dear to? I know I do-- even though it pains me, physically pains me to admit it.  It makes me angry that I care.  I try not to, but what can I say? I'm like 43% human... And I think it'd be easier for me to admit it if the thought of me actually having ( Read more... )