backbeat the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out
i'm sure you've heard it all before
it seems to me that an update is in order. i've been avoiding it, but it's a new year and you can't avoid things forever. or so i'm told. so Rita and all you other complainers, here's the best i can do:
i know the Sweet 16 and such is missing, but some things are just too amazing to be put into words. so we start a little more recently...
My christmas vacation was a much needed break. Kicked it off with Polar Express (where Kristen was once again weirdly in the same place as me lol), then the holidays. Went to a shelter with mom and for the first time since i started doing this like 6 years ago realized that these girls are just like me with children of their own. weird. Kate's birthday, a lot of movies, a day that goes on the top ten list with Krista, Matt and Ed in NYC and then doing Soc/making dinner, New Years party hopping and a birthday at Applebee's, a morning in the Met with Rita who remembered my favorite painting, Moulin Rouge Day with Erica, uh... rehearsals in my room?, Finding Neverland which makes me want to cry and fuck Johnny Depp and laugh my ass off at my hysterical sister, sunday morning hang-outs at 10:30 haha... what a week.
Back at school now, a little worried about Ivy and missing my freedom. Homework, Tests, Music that nobody wants to learn. Yay. and all the roles we have to walk are winding. Ms. Engel is getting married the weekend of NYSSMA if anybody wants to crash with me, i had a funny dream about prom, and If I Am is the song of the day since Er got it in my head doing tao-bo. Primetime tonight although i have dance, a run soon, dinner in a few. Trailmix in chorus today. Musical starts Wednesday, and i'm excited for it i think, been thinking weirdly about someone random who i shouldn't miss, and i'm going back to stalking someone who hasn't called.
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now.
Ok, that's it. for now.
(( a little Cornelius Eady for the road, from "I'm A Fool To Love You" ))
This is the way the blues works
Its sorry wonders,
Makes trouble look like
A feather bed,
Makes the wrong man's kisses
A healing.