//where_a_am//somewhere_you're.not
//f.eel.ing//half-not-bad + half-played-for-a-fool
//s.ong_in_hea.d//saints and sailors : dashboard confessional

//[this]_is*where_i_say~i've.had(((enough)))
okay...so...last night was karaoke night and all...fun stuff. almost.

let us just say these facts, the good with a [+], the bad with [-], and the neutral with [n]:

[+] i sang two songs: dope nose and peaches and cream (no one was around for peaches and cream)

[+] i relaxed my voice.

[+] chris, sean, thomas, and stacey were there.

[n] audra was there...she used to be my best friend until...

[-] her fiancee was also there...don't care much for him.

[+] sara called me.

[-] still felt weird about the fact that someone could possibly be interested in me.

[-] candace was there.

[n] with a guy.

[-] but it wasn't her boyfriend.

----okay...to clear those last three facts up, i had a crush on candace, but she had a boyfriend that she was semi-serious with...it would have been a better night if i'd seen her with the boyfriend...but, it just felt really insulting to see her with some other guy.

all i could think in my head are these two things:
1//that bitch.
2//i feel about this small ----> .

//[no.one]*should_ever((feel-the-way))_that*i*feel_now
i'm not really going to feel bad about the shit...because it's just kinda stupid to feel anything for some bitch who is going to play me for an idiot.

besides...there is someone out there that digs me, and i'll be going to prom with her later this month...and we'll see how that goes...

i'm just taking everything one day at a time. i don't want to stress anything...i hope she doesn't stress...because, i still want to keep my doors open. but...whatever...this thing just started.

you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor,
and your eyes say the joke is on me.
--dashboard confessional : saints and sailors