Oh man...
So schools starting soon. I don't know how I feel about that. Although I am pretty psyched (psyched?.. who says that?) that I don't have school on Tuesday and Thursday this semester. I reeeeeaaaaallllllllllly need to memorize for Shadow Box but I definitely haven't done that yet. Oh well. I had a pretty fucking good break if I do say so myself. I got spoiled at Christmas which is always welcome, but it did mean I had to spend extensive time with my insane mother. I really do forget how irrational and crazy she is until I have to sleep under her roof again. It's kind of sad... I was thinking about this... My apartment is my home. Like when everyone else around me I know says "I'm going home" they mean their house where they grew up with their family and their old bedroom. When I say it, I mean I'm going to my apartment. It's even more depressing because my roommate’s parents adore her and kept her room as a shrine to her and so she spends her nights at her home and I’m here alone... probably watching HBO. (There are only so many times a person can watch Brokeback Mountain and Walk the Line without going completely mad.) Okay well I wasn’t alone too much… Chelsea lived with me for a few weeks… WHICH WAS AWESOME. But anyway… even if I want to go back to the rents house... I don't have a room. Literally the second I stepped out of that house my room turned from my haven where I spent hour upon hour hiding from my mother to a frilly flowery UGLY guest room. The ironic thing is... OUR HOUSE ALREADY HAS A GUEST ROOM. Oh… good times. Well know that I’ve finished that little rant… back to my good break. I got to spend New Years with a pretty freakin cool group of kids… who I am entirely jealous of… because they have so much fun all the goddamn time. And then I got to go to VEGAS (baby… YEA!). Words do not express the true love I hold for Las Vegas. Sex. Drinking. Gambling. Anyway… I got to see Zumanity… which was fucking awesome. If you don’t know what that is… it’s the erotic Cirque Du Soliel show. First of all Cirque Du Soliel is AMAZING and second of all everyone was naked… best of both worlds. Then I got a new haircut.. which I think I like. Even though my hairdresser told me that when I smile I look like a Chevron Car (ya know those little Claymation ones they have in the Chevron commercials.) So I’m working on killing my smile. I'm trying to think of some other way to show amusement. Haven't figured it out yet. So … all in all my break was good… although I have to admit the best part was spending a majority of my days with the most amazing boy on the planet.
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Life’s good.
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Life’s good.