Oct 24, 2007 13:29
Mike's brother Jared is awesome! He burned this Charlotte Martin cd for my mam because he really likes my family for some reason and my mam, himself, and I all have very similar taste in music. It's called Reproductions and they're all covers. They're amazing though. She does Massive Attack's "Angel" and (?'s) "Urge For Going" and The Cure's "Just Like Heaven". There are more but I like those three the most. I talked to him at church and told him that she was a great artist and we talked about her and he was like "Well I'll burn you some more of her stuff then". I was really happy and my voice cracked when I said 'Thanks' so I felt retarded but...what can I do. Really. He's a cool guy.
I hope he never sees this...he'll think I'm a stalker or something 'cause I was asking him when he worked at Java's and stuff but really I was just wondering because I was there with Nick and didn't see him. I'm not a stalker. That's Kasumi's job.
Ari are you readeh?! Let's costume ourselves!
I cut out a part of my costume last night but decided to stop because the rest of my family was watching Stargate: Atlantis and I was sick of having to concentrate on not cutting the pattern and missing the visuals to only get the plot. I'll do more today.
I'm not 100% on this but I think it's possible I have a chemical imbalance. I really want to get it checked out because it's really effecting my relationships with everyone. I accidentally insult people that I don't even know now. It's getting worse adn I don't know how to explain it to my mam without her dismissing me as a hypochondriac. I have extreme mood-swings that I'm only half good at covering up. It's better around people who aren't my family though. Last night for example. We had auditions for Guys & Dolls and I was in a pretty good mood for them. After I left I was in an awesome mood. I felt awesome and life was cool and I had great converstion with my mam and all. Then she left for Pilates at Breathe. By the time everyone got home I felt extremely angry and ready to snap and f-up anyone that irritated me. It was all I could do to stop from taking the wall down with my fists. It made no sense and there was no reason for me to be angry. I barely controlled it with my mouth and rode a fine line all night with my parents. I hate it. I didn't want to fight with them or be rude. I just was. It destroys me to have suck a lack of self-control. I'll figure this out I guess.