woo-who for thanksgiving leftovers! alright, so, thanksgiving break was just like any other week: not bad at all. it was pretty cool, aside from the geeky-ness of it all (playing videogames for a good portion of it). but, yeah...it wasn't bad. like i said, i got together with celina. also, i hung out with my friends for the latter part of the week, which was really cool. i saw eight crazy nights friday after work, then after that, hung out with friends again, and saw brenda, who i hadn't seen in a long time...it was quite pleasant seeing her again, since it has been awhile. it was really cool just hanging out with everyone...it distracted me from the datelessness of it all...that's what friends do.

but, yeah...it's really weird how life can just turn around on you...i mean that in a good way...i get to that later...i'm first going to give an explaination as to why i didn't show up at the cast party for diary of anne frank...in response to barbaraness's tag-note:

quite honestly, i really didn't think i would have belonged there. moreover, as cool as it was to see everyone and the play...it was also, in some remote way, depressing. when i saw everything fall together into this wonderful work of art, and see all the chemistry work out...it started me to thinking: maybe i really f*cked up last year and ruined my experience, not everyone else. i don't know...i guess it was still a repercussion from the year before, all the sh*tty things that had happened between the department and myself...but to see how everything had fallen together and how right the chemistry was...it made me think i was the one who screwed it up...being so pent up and paranoid about something that probably didn't exist...that wouldn't exist in the long run, at least. i mean, i was really happy for the department, and if i felt i could be comfortable at the party, i would have gone...but, there was a big reminder that made me realize that i might have screwed things up last year...it was depressing. after i left the drama room that night, i kinda just stood by my car, looking at the school, just thinking about how much of a bitter geek i was...how i could have done high school differently...how i could have embarked on my senior year differently...i went out dancing at graduation...i kinda wish i could have lived high school with that same energy...the same energy i had on stage...but instead, off-stage i was this bitter little man...but, you guys rocked...that's what matters most.

i'm not so depressed over it anymore...i really haven't thought about it past that weekend.

anyways...

oh yeah, life turns around.

i could elaborate on that last comment, but i've decided not to do so...i'll leave it at this: life is pretty nice right now. my girl situation is more than abundant, if you must know...and in times like this, things can be either really good, or can get sour really quick...but i like the risk that i'm running...there's something fun about it...getting to know different people at the same time, and getting contacted by those you haven't talked to in a long time...life turns around.

if you're that perturbed my the ambiguity of it all, shout me a holla...i just refuse to type it out for the public to see forever.