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04.23.05 - 12:42 am Was I actually at school today? Why does the pizza party, chatting with Sweeney, and reading poetry in spanish outside seem so far away? Work wasn't work, it was just a block of time that's blank in my mind. Even tryouts seem distant. I guess that it's just been a long day. I used to think of myself as being the least random person in the world. Tonight showed me that I've got a glimpse of un-normality in me. Voodoo Donuts, walks around the block, the Marriott hotel parking lot, Dross driving, Riley being extremely scared, "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!," going to the land where dreams come true, re-visiting that land in Dross' car, serious conversations, breaking the law, pulling out staples from my law-breaking, wanting to liberate a flashing sign, more hatereation, the end. Riley, you effectively controlled our insanity. Dross, we never talk about this, but our drives keep me sane. Thank you so much. I'm really glad that my homies are home from ODS. Although I probably wont see them, seeing as LaxWorld and more tryouts will consume my entire weekend, it makes me happy that they'll be around again soon. Hat, Rebecca, I'm glad that you had such awesome times! Today was K. 16 days of school left for me. I'm diggin' it.
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