Meh
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: I'll Be There For You
Man, I can't wait for Saturday. This weekend sucked and went by too fast. But it would have been better if my DVD player worked.

Work was okay. On Friday, there were only 12 children there, and today there were like 14. That is very awesome. I hope it snows like 8+ inches so the center is closed.

Something in my life is not right anymore. Last night I watched the Academy Awards. That is terrible!! I never watch award shows, but last night was good. Jamie Foxx won, even though I wanted Don Cheadle to win. But that was heavily Elliot influenced.

I'm getting that old unsettled feeling again. I get it every once in a while. It's this feeling like something is going to happen, I don't know what it is, but it's going to shake up my life, relationship wise. I mean like with my friends and stuff. I'm going to start shying away from Marcus and begin gravitating towards someone else. It might be Lisa, or it might not be. I have no idea, but it will happen soon. I mean, the thing with Marcus is that like, I don't know we're not clicking together anymore. Our common ground is thinning out. It used to be wrestling was just about everything, and then the other stuff fell into place. Now it's like totally different. Whatever.

On Friday, I talked to Lisa for a hot minute, until my Benadryll had me loopy. We were coming up with the most ghetto names we could possibly find. We actually came up with some really good ones. And while I highly doubt anyone reads this, I must not post them just in case anyone does. But a funny revelation came about on Friday. Okay, Lisa is involved with all this boy drama, which I would kill to have a fraction of, she told me about the guy I used to fancy in high school. I was absolutely mad about him. It seems that he became her knight in shining armor and helped her out in a situation with some of her boy drama. Anyways, he gave her a ride home, and I don't know if this discussion came up on the ride home or before they left school, but she said that the topic of me came up. Oh goody! I don't know the exact things they discussed, but I do know that he said that he would have dated me in high school if I hadn't been all up on him screaming yeah. But see, I already knew this. My thing is, when I finally calmed down in the 12th grade, I was much more relaxed around him, why didn't he ask? I mean, I knew he liked me. Everyone knew it. And the final nail in the coffin for me was when he got upset that I went to prom without him. One of the greatest/saddest moments ever for me. God, if we could have just gotten over all the BS, we could have been over and done by now. I hate having my "what ifs". I have too many of those, and then to actually hear this just makes you want to pull your hair out. Oh well, I can always use this on my road to him. Whoever the hell that is. But I know who I'd like it to be...

I gotta jet, my 3 hour block of Whose Line Is It Anyway? starts in like 5 minutes. I'm starting to really be addicted to that show again.

I'll try to show up Wednesday, even if it's only one line.

I'm phasing.