don't you worry, we'll all float on

So I haven't written these past few days for a very simple reason: I literally had nothing to write about! This was the most boring week possible, not even kidding. This was the most boring week in the HISTORY OF MANKIND. And my People magazine didn't even come today either. Just my luck. That's the first time in months that it didn't come on time. I'm sad.

Just to digest I am taking a night off and nerding it up at home. The alternatives were to go to a movie or to see The Coop, neither of which appealed.

I took most of the day off on Monday due to a bad set of cramps and a severe case of laziness . So I left after first block and that was all fun and good. I sat in my room w/ popcorn watching movies, while all my peers were stuck at school. I also painted a new piece (entitled "Aida" since I painted it with Aida in the background and also because with the exception of the hair it bears a resemblance to Heather Headley) and whenever I get around to taking some pictures you will see it!

I am still stuck in that dumb Wizard of Oz play and I still don't know my lines. Dress rehearsal is Tuesday. Oh, and I still have no costume. Shit. But our scarecrow is British and it rocks! Hehe.

I thought about a lot of things today. I am a very thoughtful person sometimes. The things I thought about include death, religion, whether people would be sad if I died in a freak accident, my grades and how I should probably have tried a little harder this year because I kinda screwed my class rank, how life is mostly luck-of-the-draw and no matter how prepared you are things can still get fucked up, and how no matter what happens, I don't really care because I know myself and I know Jesus and everything floats on. I have nothing to prove to the world and I'm not going to be someone who spends his or her life striving for something and then when they get there they realize it was all for nothing, and that they were a total asshole for their entire lives just for a nice house and a Jaguar. Though my very own law practice in Manhattan and a beautiful Napa Valley vineyard to retire to would be nice.

The good thing is that I am so multitalented that if all else fails, I can become a starving artist and be damn good at that too.

I also thought about how Donald Trump could literally save the entire third world from hunger and disease because he has so much goddamn money. But instead he chooses gold-plated toilet seats. What the hell.

In other news, I lost four pounds this week, whoo.

Oh yeah, I got inducted into Tri-M (which is a rather pointless and stuffy but college-application-friendly honor society for outstanding music students, complete with a chapter president who very much resembles a stuttering Ben Stein in need of a haircut ) on Thursday. The yearbook pictures for that took longer than the actual ceremony and it made me laugh.

Our choir concert at the Raue in Crystal Lake was on Tuesday. It just made me look forward to next year even more! Madrigals, jazz, and varsity, here I come!

Don't worry, even if things end up a bit too heavy, we'll all float on!