Yes, I'm listening to Michelle Branch. Yes, I'm a faggot, a cockgobbler, and whatever other derogatory things you want to deem me. All I know is, I like the song and I thought this would be a good time to point out my honest, open nature. I've been using this maxim a lot lately: "My life is an open book." It's true. If I were listening to N'Sync or Christina AgqueilieruqguierablebleBLAHHHHHHH!!! whew, excuse me, Christina Aguilera right now, I would admit it...really.
The other day, Jeff said something like: "I told Logan why [you needed money] , I didn't think you'd mind." You're right Jeff, I don't mind. This doesn't mean I don't have secrets, some of which I take to the grave, but it does mean I am willing to be honest and open. Some people don't want to talk about certain aspects of their life because they're embarrassed, ashamed, or just solitary. I realized that really doesn't apply to me.
So what does that have to do with feeling special? Nothing really. This transition sucks.
I just read my friends page and got shouts out in
Jade and
Ed's journals. Sweet.
And Jade, of course I don't really mean the numerous derogatory, hurtful, and mean-spirited things I say about you...or do I?
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"Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there."