I need an outlet tonight
With everyone and their best friend asking me to be there myspace friend i don't feel safe writing semi-personal blogs anymore. So much has changed this summer, but SO much is still the same. I had great plans that just seemed to follow the rain clouds right through my summer. i have about three weeks left. i let another youth musical consume my life. dcs sucks you in at the first of june and spits you out tired and overly dramatic at the end of july. re-entry into the real world comes at the price of singing those lyrics one last time embarrassingly loud enough for the entire room to turn around and stare or attempting to crack a joke to non theatre people and realizing you are the only one laughing because unless you have the show running through your head every minute of the day you wouldn't find your last comment the least bit amusing. Then there is my babysitting job. Cute children for the most part. They say hilarious things and try to get away with everything. It actually want to make sure i have children some time in my life, which is exciting because i thought it would make me never want to change another dirty diaper for the rest of my life. Nothing remotely new with relationships concerning the opposite sex. Only a broken record of memories that starts out beautifully in my mind and gets stuck on a horrific cord that screams, "You'll never get anything but this." Its lovely. Absolutely.