051308 - Batteries and their shit lives

Today I had a very good cry. I was very relieved after it all happened, believe me. It wasn't even something I could plan. I didn't wake up thinking: "hey, ho. Gonna cry today." Just went for a drive to run some errands then BAM, tears. BAM, sadness. BAM, you are gonna cry.

Again, it was good. I think I needed it more than anything. I thought I was going to cry right after Johnny left. Or maybe even that night when he wasn't around to watch the most random ass movies with us. Or maybe even the next meal when he wasn't around to make some asshole comment about something one of us said. Single tear, that was it. I thought it was done, but I guess today's waterfall extravaganza proved me wrong.

Big girls do cry. They cry about a lot of things. Life problems, mostly.

The fam is great. I miss my siblings. They're hilarious. I make "that's what she said," jokes with them.

And speaking of family .. excuse me but can someone tell me why there is a rice shortage? Isn't that .. impossible? I didn't know a rice shortage was even fathomable. Who decided that mess?

So just talking to some friends on aim, we realized that we are so bored without each other. The nights, well, they're lonely. Here is a beginning list of things to do at night that I have determined, on my own:

1. Make a list of the most random objects you could possibly think of and proceed with an intimate scavenger hunt around your house for these so said random objects.

2. Write the script for a movie based off of the events that occurred in your life that day. Compose the score that will be used in this film. Lastly, grab a camera to film and star in your first motion picture. Everyone's gotta start somewhere.

3. Raid the refrigerator. Grab some key ingredients, set up shop and host a cooking show. You can even theme the show, i.e. halloween treats, bat mitzvah hor doeuvres, easter desserts, etc.

4. Write a letter back to your secret admirer. Make sure it's in cursive. Feel free to substitute so said secret admirer for your middle school physical education teacher, or your cell phone service provider.

5. Plop in a movie you have never seen in your life. Put the audio on mute and insert your own script. If you want to make it difficult, change the rating of the movie, whatever it is, to either G or NC-17; the extremes. Record the script either on video or on paper. Watch the movie but this time with audio and see how close you got to the original script.

6. Learn the lyrics to all the Backstreet Boy songs, even the obscure ones. Feel free to substitute Backstreet Boys for Nsync or Dreamstreet.

7. Drive to your local 7-11. Go inside, stand in one aisle until you're escorted out.

8. Grab a stack of blank index cards, whatever size of your choosing, and write inspiring, uplifting and cheesy notes to yourself, i.e. "you can do it!," "keep going!," "it's not yours!," etc.

9. Make another list of things to do at night when you're bored.

10. Two words, strip solitaire.

Haha, so there's this kid at my school, Reid Faylor. He is, without a doubt, the funniest kid I know. He is very reminiscent of Demetri Martin, who if you didn't know, I'm in love with. Reid is actually competing in a national comedic competition in Aspen later this summer. He is competing against a student from UVA, student from UNC and student from Duke. Xavier is basically going to win. Reid is obviously going to win because he is definitely the funniest of all of the candidates. Hands down, genius.

Take a Bow - Rihanna. New song that I am currently addicted to. Listen to it, you know you want to.