I would like to take some time, to rant.

I partied hard last night.
Well...I partied, not sure if "hard" is the best adjective
to describe just what kind of partying went down.
I had fun, that's what counts.

On a side note.

My father needs a job. Like...now.
Why? Because I think it to be a little
pathetic if nothing less, that his
own children and his spouse
don't respect him soley because
he thinks a career is 7 FUCKING
HOURS OF ONLINE POKER
AND FACEBOOK ON OUR COMPUTER
AND THEN BITCHING AT ME FOR
BEING ONLINE FOR 90MINS.

But, i digress.

On a seperate note.
New monologue draft.


A strange new feeling:

I met someone. Someone...different. Someone special.
And just as different are the 100 new butterflies i get
when i'm around him. I get this awful gut feeling
he'll leave me one day and it makes my whole
body ache. It's one of those thoughts, the worst possible
you could think of thoughts, and you tell yourself to stop playing
it over and over in your head because it's just so stupid butthen,
for some reason, it becomes the only thing on your mind.
I guess i'm just a pessimist. The worst part is, i'm not even
sure what this feeling is! It's and amazing disease, with...with
incredible symptoms and as crazy as I feel, I don't want them to
ever go away.

When we're apart it feels like my stomach is in knots.
I hold my hand tight in the other and wonder to myself
if this is what it feels like to hold hands with him.
When i read books I don't even understand the words
on the page because i'm occupying my niave head with
thoughts of him. I doodle his name on my notebooks.

Colours seem brighter, food tastes better, music sounds
clearer, movies seem more well filmed, clothes fit better,
everything is so much better and i don't know why--

[break]

Oh god...[break] it's love. That's what it is. [break] i love him.

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