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an awkward picture post...so entertaining. :-D
someone, please tell me...where is deep datta?
i'm so, so sad that i can't be at camp this year... :-(
i've decided to make this into an insanely long post of just talkity-talkity. yeah, ok, i left my real journal in LA on accident, so i'm having withdrawls. shoot me for posting like a psycho.
i can't deny the fact that i am such a theatre kid at heart. i miss that stage so desperatly. i know, every cyt alumni has written that at some point. you go from 3 automatic shows a year to nothing...it's devistating. i've been listening to nothing but musicals as of late. and what? who else...any & everything by jason robert brown. he has been my favorite composer for years. parade has always had my heart, & then songs for a new world...& now the last 5 years. i've had this cd on repeat for the past 5 hours. it's so hilarious & raw & gorgeous & awful. "if i didn't believe in you" ... oh my. i cry everytime. listen to this show. please.
a couple of weeks ago, in my big journal, i did a huge drawing & right in the middle of it in huge letters, i wrote, "i'm not your whore," & i felt like i had screamed it to the world. it was so amazing & made me so free. i've never had so much truth behinds the words i've said than those. i meant that phrase in so many ways. i deserve so much more...i always have & i always will. for once in my life, i'm confident enough to stand up to that & not be the weak, insecure girl that is easily prayed upon.
i don't believe in equality. treat me like the princess that i am. give me the respect that i deserve. make me special, because i am...not because you're supposed to. encourage me to be myself. bring out that spark in me. laugh with me about things that probably shouldn't be laughed at. make the honesty in me shine.
& that's that.
someone, please tell me...where is deep datta?
i'm so, so sad that i can't be at camp this year... :-(
i've decided to make this into an insanely long post of just talkity-talkity. yeah, ok, i left my real journal in LA on accident, so i'm having withdrawls. shoot me for posting like a psycho.
i can't deny the fact that i am such a theatre kid at heart. i miss that stage so desperatly. i know, every cyt alumni has written that at some point. you go from 3 automatic shows a year to nothing...it's devistating. i've been listening to nothing but musicals as of late. and what? who else...any & everything by jason robert brown. he has been my favorite composer for years. parade has always had my heart, & then songs for a new world...& now the last 5 years. i've had this cd on repeat for the past 5 hours. it's so hilarious & raw & gorgeous & awful. "if i didn't believe in you" ... oh my. i cry everytime. listen to this show. please.
a couple of weeks ago, in my big journal, i did a huge drawing & right in the middle of it in huge letters, i wrote, "i'm not your whore," & i felt like i had screamed it to the world. it was so amazing & made me so free. i've never had so much truth behinds the words i've said than those. i meant that phrase in so many ways. i deserve so much more...i always have & i always will. for once in my life, i'm confident enough to stand up to that & not be the weak, insecure girl that is easily prayed upon.
i don't believe in equality. treat me like the princess that i am. give me the respect that i deserve. make me special, because i am...not because you're supposed to. encourage me to be myself. bring out that spark in me. laugh with me about things that probably shouldn't be laughed at. make the honesty in me shine.
& that's that.