I'm walking on sunshine, ooh-ooohh!
You are Shane!
Yeah, I'm so not Shane, I'm probably more like Dana 'cause I'm all klutzy and nervous around girls. I can't believe I even got into this damn show... I'm usually so good at avoiding mainstream stuff. Usually in my oblivious tendencies.
I've been dirty sick and in for the past few nights, and it's killing me! I even left my three hour photo class after thirty minutes- just long enough to finish my critique and come back home to bed. Dayi took pretty good care of me, but I was definitely on a Dayi overload, so she's over chillin' with some friends now and it's great. I'm heading to a party in a little while, and it'll be a blast. I'm ready to have fun, so as long as I'm doing something, it'll be fun, you know?
Spent a bit of time with my boy Diego last night- he's me in boy form. Makes me wish I was bi. Seriously. And now he's like, I could go for a girl... companionship, you know? And I'm just screaming inside, We would be perfect if I could be attracted to you! Or maybe I screamed that outside... Hard to remember, and either is believable knowing me. I need to not be so outspoken. I'm gonna get myself into trouble.
My awesome roommie taught me how to do my hair differently now that it is growing out and in a weird in-between stage... The front gets parted and clipped, and the back is in spikeys. Much more femme, which is nice. Don't get me wrong, I definitely think I should have been born a boy, and I love to dyke it out, but it's nice to have a way to look when I am in a girly mood.
Took a nice long shower today and did my toes and plucked my eyebrows... Look all in all much cleaner.
Saw Flight of the Phoenix the other night, Wednesday. Wait, Wednesday? Huh, guess I've only really been in one night then, but it's still murder. And even that night, I was home and in bed by 3am. Anyway, it was a really cute movie, I couldn't believe that the little quirky blonde guy was Kip from Gone in 60 Seconds. I wouldn't have even noticed it if Dayi and I hadn't just watched the movie earlier that day and she pointed it out and argued for a little while before I finally saw it. Hilarious. He was cool, I liked him. "I'm the boss of everyone!" We all started cracking up when he said that. It's like, And you're, uhm, how old again?
I'm watching some of my friends become so distracted by one good thing that they are letting all the other good things in their life deteriorate, and they don't seem to notice it or care... Makes me so sad. And I could tell them, but it means nothing until they figure it out by themselves. You know? Like those girls in middle school that always thought they were fat and ugly... I mean, some of them were, but the others, it didn't matter how much you told them otherwise, they wouldn't believe it until they were ready to notice their good qualities and stop focusing on the pimple on their forehead.
Speaking of which, I am so ridiculously broken out on my face and chest that I don't know what's going on! Arg. Oh well. Nothing a little make-up wouldn't take care of, if I took the care to apply it. Maybe tomorrow or something. I dunno. Later.
I'm so ready to be out of here! I've been holed up in my room almost all day! I'm set for an awesome night...