today i feel: suddenly irate
today i'm hearing: urinetown, the musical
today i'm thinking: that people need to stop talking about shit they don't understand
today i'm hearing: urinetown, the musical
today i'm thinking: that people need to stop talking about shit they don't understand
1. I only have four more hours of shop before I'm free for the semester.
2. I am officially the ASM for Urinetown, the Musical.
3. I've been precast in a piece for Jenny Mac, who is the shit.
4. My teachers apparently like me. Sweet!
5. I got to teach my classmates knots.
6. I properly performed my civic duty and voted this morning. And it rocked.
7. The Tummy Impaler is feeling better.
8. Pizza is delicious.
9. I should be able to go see Bozarth over Thanksgiving, much to his chagrin.
10. I am pissed as hell as Matt.
THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE! And it's fantastic! Because I'm saying things that I've been feeling and I don't feel bad and it's GREAT. FUCK! This is amazing!!
I don't know if any of you have ever gone through this state of Le Break-Up. But it's FANTASTIC! I love it! It's great! I'm sorry, but when someone's being a douche, you should be able to say, 'Uhm...you're a douche. In this moment, you are full of douche-ness.' And I am! 'Cause he is! HE IS BEING A DOUCHE! Matt, if you are reading this, YOU ARE A DOUCHE. LEAVE THE DRAMA ON THE STAGE, BITCH! THE DOUCHE STOPS HERE.
MAN, that feels good!
I'm sorry for those of you who do not appreciate me calling my ex a douche on a public forum. I know that it's not appropriate. I know that it's not kind. Chowever, I also know that I've been futzing with the Matt woes for, oh, about three months now and it has caused NOTHING BUT PAIN. I know how many breakdowns I have had as a result of this bloke. There. I said it. Take it; it's true. This guy has...been a douche. To me. About quite a few things. Whether he's done it on purpose or not. And the fact that I can say, 'Oh, yeah, he's being a douche to me'... That says so much! That's such a great sign! I love it! I am in love with my recognition of his douche-like tendencies. They are great! They are the prettiest unicorns! THEY MAKE ME HAPPY, DAMNIT!
Ah. The healing process. How I love you.

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