Oct 04, 2004 21:34
Well, here's the story that I will tell you. As of late, some of you have noticed a slight downward spiral of my mood lately. and i'm going to be as informative as i can in this: First things first, Play Production Class: Me, Myslef and I just finished a doorframe that Nikki and ourselves have been working on for 2 1/2 days. Mr scott comes in and says "oh Rico(by the way I F*****g HATE WITH A BURNING PASSION WHEN THAT MAGGOT OF A MAN CALLS ME BY A NAME RESERVED FOR THOSE THAT I RESPECT)I don't like this door, use that one." so I put that one on, ANOTHER day wasted Myself says to I, and Me concurrs. Then, I have some deep seeded feelings that We have to work out, and Myself and I want so badly to tell Jenna and Holly, but me is saying "well, Jenna might think MUCH less of me, and say "get the f*** outta here It's not gonna happen" and Myself says "no way, Jenna wouldn't do that", and then Me turns to I and says "but i wanna go talk to holly" but Me says "I NEVER have Holly time in school, and as we have told some of you, holly's mom is a little weird about my interaction with Holly, so I can't really call her at her house or hang out with her too often (one-on-one time) because of the whole "mommy factor" then Me says "Myself, I, what the heck are you thinking. that's not a possibility, and like jenna says, it's not gonna happen" so i'm torn up inside because i can't tell anyone, and frankly, Myself is kinda scared to tell Jenna, and Me is sitting there being a pessimist and me says "Hey, lets tell andy, or gaddis, but I says You guys will get an even worse reaction out of both of them than from Jenna and Holly" and i'm stuck here with nothing but old notes from holly and Jenna, and Me has a half-pound of mike-n-ikes and Myself has eaten a half a bag of spicier Nacho Doritos.
And that is all we can say for now.
Love from all of us,
Rico
P.S. it is soooo hard to write like I'm 3 different people, give it a try and you'll figure out just about how long this took to write.