fuck salt
Yesterday yesterday. Yesterday was one of those days where my mood goes back and forth and up and down, transitioning between extremes of being really positive and optimistic and then clenching my fists and wanting to punch walls. I saw College Ave Players perform the last show, or "Drunk night." They threw in a bunch of improv and changed some scenes around, which was fun to watch. Towards the end I got really hungry and simultaneously started this really bad mood. I was kind of going crazy like I do, in my head, because of the certain things that make me go crazy. I got back and honestly felt like exploding. I went to a hookah bar, Sahara Café, with Derek, Sara, Christina, Sharon and her..friend. The hookah worked really well, and it chilled me out a bit. It was raining at this point and Derek and I walked to the CAP party and danced a little before heading home. I got out of bed at 3pm.
There's a show in the basement tonight and I'm really excited, because Marissa and her band are awesome.
There's a show in the basement tonight and I'm really excited, because Marissa and her band are awesome.