Emotional Breakdown

[andheaven7th]

So... that emotional breakdown I kept thinking would come during Evita finally came... three days after the show ended. There I am sitting in Anton's Salon and Spa trying to get my hair dyed back to it's original color. Five and a half hours later my hair is completely fried and some kind of mix between brown, orange and blonde. Then, I'm on my way home and I get a phone call from my mother. "Drew... you need to come home right now. A detective just left our house." So I'm thinking, "what have I done?" Well, as it turns out, the last time I went AOLing (picture toilet-papering with free AOL CD's and phamplets) someone threw a book of mine that had a picture of me placed inside of it. Oh... and the house we hit... was Tim Michaels. The big politician. So of course, through some careful detective work (matching my picture to my face), they detrimned I was involved. And I feel bad... and angry about the whole stupid thing. Whether I get a ticket or just have to write a letter of appology is still in question. Oh... and I might have to rat out my friends. I don't want to do that. I would much rather just take the fall alone. Next day-- I'm pretty upset about all of this and my hair looks like shit (and as most of you know... my hair matters to me... a lot.) I'm on my way into school and I'm holding my friend Nick Jelich's white (and clean) shirt that he lent me. Well the lack of salt on our school sidewalks led me to slip, do a nice little dance move trying to keep the shirt off the ground, and mash both my knees into a bloody mess. But wait... it get's even better. I'm sitting in choir about to burst into tears. I haven't cried in a really long time and I think it was just time. I leave to go to block B and I run into Joey Walker. Well about a week and a half ago I rear ended Joey's van during a little snow storm. He says, "Drew! I have the estimates on the damage to my car." I take a look at them... $1,650 to $2,200!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! So... I break down... I just break into tears in the middle of the hallway. A little embarassing... don't you think? Thank you, everyone, for being so sympathetic and understanding. I appreciate having great friends like all of you.
Things are looking up now. I just got a new (and really short) haircut, new clothes, a new cell phone cover to replace my cracked one, new cologne and finally.... officially... got my job at The Gap!! I guess, occasionally, money can buy happiness! Well, time to go be social.
I'm out!
-Drew