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I think I made the right decision over GWAR. I mean, obviously, there is no right decision over GWAR, but I still had a good time at the party. And my clothes haven't changed color because of it either.
I also think someone should tell you before you unknowingly drink tequila. Who the fuck makes tequila jello shots anyway? I thought it was strictly a vodka business, or at least it should be, considering tequila makes people act reeeeeal stupid. There were hookups attempted last night that would probably make baby Jesus cry. (Not by me, of course, 'cause I don't go for gay guys.) It only further proves my theory that tequila leaves you feeling sexier than you are.
And someone told me that I have this huge positive energy emitting from me, that I'm a good force for change. I hope she is right. I truly want to believe that I'm capable of making my life and the lives of those I surround myself with better. Maybe if I truly want to believe it, I can actually believe it, and make it so.
People keep asking me if I'm going to audition for The Tempest, and other such questions related to events happening in the spring. My answer is always "if I'm here, then yeah"
'Cause I really really don't want to be. I think I've reached the point where I must force myself out. I've made some really awesome friends by staying, but even they can't stop the sometimes overwhelming wave of hatred I have for this place. It's not even the city itself, it's just who I have to be here, the dreams that are stifled, the questions unanswered. I'm at my limit, if I want to keep growing and moving forward in life(which I always do), I know it can't be done here. Where, I'm not sure.
I have high hopes for myself, and I don't want to be the person standing in the way of those
I also think someone should tell you before you unknowingly drink tequila. Who the fuck makes tequila jello shots anyway? I thought it was strictly a vodka business, or at least it should be, considering tequila makes people act reeeeeal stupid. There were hookups attempted last night that would probably make baby Jesus cry. (Not by me, of course, 'cause I don't go for gay guys.) It only further proves my theory that tequila leaves you feeling sexier than you are.
And someone told me that I have this huge positive energy emitting from me, that I'm a good force for change. I hope she is right. I truly want to believe that I'm capable of making my life and the lives of those I surround myself with better. Maybe if I truly want to believe it, I can actually believe it, and make it so.
People keep asking me if I'm going to audition for The Tempest, and other such questions related to events happening in the spring. My answer is always "if I'm here, then yeah"
'Cause I really really don't want to be. I think I've reached the point where I must force myself out. I've made some really awesome friends by staying, but even they can't stop the sometimes overwhelming wave of hatred I have for this place. It's not even the city itself, it's just who I have to be here, the dreams that are stifled, the questions unanswered. I'm at my limit, if I want to keep growing and moving forward in life(which I always do), I know it can't be done here. Where, I'm not sure.
I have high hopes for myself, and I don't want to be the person standing in the way of those