oh my

I hate college.  Two hours and I want to go home already.  I wanted to cry the whole time I was home just because I knew I'd have to come back.

I spilled my guts out to a good, nearly-stranger of a person Friday and I wasn't even drunk.  Gotta stop thinking so much is what I'm going to do from now on.  Think about the now.


And now I want out.

Welp

I'm writing another journal with a title "welp." I GO HOME TOMORROW!  So happy.  Good to see some friends.

Had fun today, used an abandoned classroom with a project to watch Batman TAS.

OH BOY

Blech!  Hangover.  Great great cast party though.  I knew this theatre stuff was worthwhile!  How are all 3 of my readers doing?

GOING HOME GOING HOME GOING HOME IN FOUR DAYS UGUU HURRY PLEASE

Welp,

Today was all right.  Not bad for a Wednesday, busiest day of my week.

huh.

isn't it funny. When we're all little, we have dreams.

And when you grow older, to about now, your dreams have changed. But you still have one and that's all that matters.

and then, this dream that you were so ready to fulfill. Suddenly becomes a burden.

You could proudly declare your future to a stranger but in private or with close friends you dodge questions about what you want to be

This really doesn't have anything to do with what we were saying or even what I want but it just came into my head and I had to type it

such bullshit. I try to make a point about growing up but it was simplified the way a child simplifies things.

 

 

Some stream of conscious I sent to a friend and thought I should share with the internet.

Angry

Wow... they lit up the Grove tonight. I remember when they first started that freakin' show, like 10-something years ago, they did it in early/mid december. Last year it was November 21st, which is at least SOMEWHAT close to Thanksgiving. I hate commercialism. Speechless. And I heard How the Grinch Stole Christmas is already running on TV, too... and would it kill channels to run the credits instead of sloppily SPLITSCREENING THEM with an abridged opening to a different show? Jesus.

 

Oh yeah and theatre is stressing me the FUCK out.  I almost had a breakdown today.  Maybe that's why finding out they lit up the Grove tonight pissed me off.

A Great Weekend!

My father visited.  I had dinner with him and watched Deer Hunter... well, half of it.  I fell asleep... 12 hour tech on Saturday!  It went well(ish.)  The Shape of Things opens Thursday, I can't wait to do this for real.

Doing well but counting the days until Thanksgiving break. Hating the fact that "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" is already on TV. 

The name of this journal sucks

Timesslave?  Jeez.  I should make a new one just because I hate that so much.

Check out my friend's blog, it's the greatest!  His blog is here.  He loves dogs, so check him out.

Hi Guys!

I'm in a great mood today and I don't know why.  But I must say, I'm planning on posting more here.  Just for my personal benefit. 

I've been working on this play called The Shape of Things.  Look it up, it's pretty awesome!  Don't wanna summarize it right now though.  But I find myself relating to the main character in terms of how I'm changing - only, I'm noticing it myself.  And as far as I know, it's not just for somebody!  For my own sake, I'm trying something more free-form with my hair and wearing more happenin' clothes.  Even the keeping a journal part is lifted from it... I'm one cool dude. 

 

Have some music.