Cry again, oh, cry again-- Moment of toil, moment of toil
I am horribly unmotivated to update right now. So... lots of stuff has happened, but nothing too important. Wimberley was Friday. Our play was absolutely disastrous. The worst one that day. It was painful to watch but rather funny at the same time. The other plays were all very good. The rest of the day was fun, but I got the feeling that I really had no reason to be there and shouldn't have come at all. I felt useless. And... eh... I don't feel like explaining the rest. Long story short, lots of little things happened, but I kept my emotions inside, then on the bus ride back Ms. Rosenbusch pissed me off, and it wasn't even entirely what she did, but I had so much hate and anger and depression inside of me, I didn't know what to do. I broke down and cried the whole way back. I just couldn't help it. I couldn't stop. And it didn't help that everyone in that bus was practically screaming and kept playing their stupid bullshit "would-you-rather" game. Sorry, I made it sound like I had a really horrible day. I didn't. I had fun. It just ended badly. (No wonder people don't understand me. I don't even understand myself sometimes. A lot of the time.)
So yesterday, inspired by one of the better plays at Wimberley, I went to Half-Price Books and bought 1984. I started reading it last night, and I'm about fifty pages into it. I had forgotten how gorgeous that book is. It's amazing. Whenever I start reading it's as if everything else falls away and the pages are all I see. I can't put it down. It's just...incredible.
I suppose that's all for now. I woke up this morning with a sore throat. I hate sore throats. I was supposed to go to Forrest's, but he called and said I can't come and it sounded like he was really upset. I don't know what happened exactly. Something with his parents. He didn't explain. He sounded pretty upset, though. Barely said ten words and then hung up. I hope everything is okay. Looks like I'll be doing homework and Half-Life 2 today, then. Well... mostly HL2.
So yesterday, inspired by one of the better plays at Wimberley, I went to Half-Price Books and bought 1984. I started reading it last night, and I'm about fifty pages into it. I had forgotten how gorgeous that book is. It's amazing. Whenever I start reading it's as if everything else falls away and the pages are all I see. I can't put it down. It's just...incredible.
I suppose that's all for now. I woke up this morning with a sore throat. I hate sore throats. I was supposed to go to Forrest's, but he called and said I can't come and it sounded like he was really upset. I don't know what happened exactly. Something with his parents. He didn't explain. He sounded pretty upset, though. Barely said ten words and then hung up. I hope everything is okay. Looks like I'll be doing homework and Half-Life 2 today, then. Well... mostly HL2.