:: Purposeful Death Overhead ::

March 28, 2006

I think sad thoughts as I play happy music...

Currently I'm in that zone of depression that comes from listening to 60's ballads, eating chocolate, and popping midol every few hours. You ask what the former does to help the latter? It doesen't. The music just depresses me further. But sometimes you need to feel depressed. That, or hugged and/or cuddled with. I just need someone to hold me.

Saturday night Gittel and I went to see Ragtime Black Maskers style. The staging was phenomenal, the show's long but amazing but everyone was off pitch! Ahh! Such a weird experiance watching from the House (and paying $8 to get in!) I was waiting for Crystal to do "Your Daddy's Son," Crystal who had the part of Sarah before they picked the show. Crystal whose been in Mads since freshman year. Crystal whose been getting leads since sophomore year. Crystal this, Crystal that. Crystal sang it terribly. Terribly! She screwed up the words, her tone was just ... terrible. And I got so much satisfaction from it. An indescribable amount. I know, im terrible. Also chatted with Sam during intermission, and ran into John. I didn't feel like an idiot [having come to college i realized how much people in hs despised me]. Who knows? These people (the lunch group im specifically referring to) may one day become my friends once more. But it felt good. Especially afterward, when i ran into Jose and we ended up at Silver Diner sitting with Andrea, Alona, and a few others. It was so relaxing - i can admit, i had more fun at Silver than i've ever... Also ran into Eddie and some '04 ers at the diner. More fun. Truely a splendid night. Truely.

You know, that made feel better...just writing those happy memories. I'm still depressed, and somewhat angry? I dunno. Urg, Stefan's such an ass sometimes.

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