location//some.university.in.orange.county.that.isn't.in.irvine.nor.orange
muud//alive.and.well.damnit
music.in.head//songs.from.the*ataris' : so long, astoria
garmamentations//faded.denims / baby.blue.hollister.tee / grey.jacket / white.tan.vans / glasses

salutations y'all.

so, like, yeah. i kinda half-pussied out yesterday, but half-didn't...more like 1/4-pussied-out, and 3/4 didn't...anyways...so yeah, i sort of kept a commitment with the job that i hate because i am actually getting the hip-hop class that i wanted to teach...so, there's that...kind of a side job. i went into disney yesterday, and i have an interview today at 1700 hours. so...wish me luck, damn you, wish me luck.

so, i compromised, because i'm a pussy, kinda.

i think i'll give up sex for lent. i don't know if it counts, seeing how i've "given up" sex for the past four years. well...truthfully, i just plain haven't been getting any.

i went to high school yesterday. i chatted with beth, my junior year english teacher, for a little bit, which was quite pleasant. our conversations are always nice. it was really good to catch up with her. i was somewhat disturbed to hear this might be her last year, but, it's understandable and i support whatever decision she'll make.

it's saddening, because a lot of good teachers over at canyon high are going away after this year, and really good teachers are very difficult to come by...i guess all good things come to an end...but these were the good teachers...seriously.

it was pretty cool walking through the halls yesterday because quite a few people knew me and said hi and gave up a few hugs...i felt popular, kinda....but, geeky for coming back. i was still dressed up nicely, looking all GQ, because i didn't know if i'd get interviewed at disney that day.

the drama kids were fun to hang out with...i hung out for a little bit during their rehearsal...i fucked around the whole time, but it was fun. there is a part of me that misses them...because i'm a dork. annie is in the musical, i didn't get to talk to her, but i did give her back her cd. it's not like i didn't want to talk to her, because i did want to talk to her, but, the opportunity never came up...so...oh well...next time, i'm not going to beat myself up over it.

yeah...a part of me misses high school theatre and choir. i've grown up now, kinda.

being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up:
these are the best days of our lives.
the only thing that matters is just following your heart
and eventually you'll finally get it right.
-- the ataris : in this diary