My eyes hurt.
A lot. They're stinging. And I bet they're bloodshot. For the past like, 6 hours the only things I did were sit on this computer and read. Bloodshot eyes. That reminds me of Neek. Which reminds me of last night.
And the whole day comes back to me. Look at that..
Last night was kind of awkward for a little while. Until Neek started spazzing and I started saying hi to everyone and Jul started going on about how tonight needed to be a good night and then...me and Neek like danced. And that was weird. But we do that a lot. We tango at least once every time we see eachother. Or our version. I'd like to think we're good! But I'd also like to think I was leaving the house tomorrow.
But I doubt either of those things are true.
This morning was even worse. At least at the beginning. And then after Annie left. That was a little awkward...
Then we all sat down and watched Legally Blonde and Neek and me reenacted "Serious". He was Elle and I was Warner. And then I didn't feel like doing that any more, so I sat down and Neek starts trying to mock the dances and Laura Bell's facial expressions and stuff. So that was weird. But it's Neek. So whatever. And I played with Playdoh and Jul cleaned and Neek danced and Amanda looked through old yearbooks and then Neek went home and all I remember after that is playing with Andrew and Zack spazzing and barking (Zack's a dog, we don't have a friend that barks.) and watching Big Brother and then leaving. Actually. I think that's all that did happen. Without huge explanations. Oh and I ate pizza with Amanda and drank a Capri Sun. That might be all.
Skylar's singing to me. I love him. So very, very, very much. But if you read my posts, you know that. So I'm not gonna go on. But he has a really pretty voice. THAT'S ALL.
My mom didn't like me today. She was like Emo-mom today. She was all sad and she wasn't talking to me and she didn't like me. But a few hours ago, when I was making my Broadway Secret and talking to Martha, she came up and hugged me. So I think we're friends again.
That's always good.
I have two CD's sitting next to me on the desk. They're for Annie. One's [title of show] and the other one's just a random blend of songs. Rock Me Sexy Jesus is on it. Because I love her and she asked for it. And I couldn't throw it in with [title of show] and it's kinda weird to hand someone a CD with only one song on it. So I made her a whole big CD thing. So yeah. I have your CD's Annie. If you're reading. Which would be cool. But I won't get mad if you don't, because it's impossible for me to be mad at you.
So I made a bunch of icons today. I'll probably post them tomorrow. Not now because I'm not in the mood to go on Photobucket, log in, and wait around to upload a bunch of icons. I made some Dan icons. And I made and In The Heights one. But its text. And I made some Rent ones. So yeah. Look forward to them.
I see this post coming to an end.
And since I can't think of a good closing statement, take a look at these pictures from when Rent was GMA.
Until next time, readers.
Okay, just throwing in, how fucking adorable is the first one? Adam's face? And Anthony with the camera? I love them all so much.
Alright. Ending now. Buh bye.