Thursday night was incredible. I had so much fun, that if I told you, you’d never really believe me. In fact, I’d probably not believe myself, had I not been there.
And yet, despite everything I feel for that great time I had, I really can’t seem to put into words what I feel about it. Sure, I enjoy the laughing and immature jokes, but is that really it? Honestly, I don’t think that it really is, but what is hiding from me, is frustrating me. I can’t put my finger on what I loved so much about that night, and I can’t seem to get it out of my head. It certainly wasn’t my best performance of anything, let alone the new show. It really wasn’t Justin making witty jokes, or Jeff making some witty comment about Scott and his future family (on a side note, that is a funny topic.)
Have you ever been so impressed or awed by someone that you want to spend every waking moment with them? I know this sounds a little too much like Mr. R, but I think I’m just starting to get that from PIT, and the people in it. This is the first year I really feel part of it, I guess, so I’m starting to fit in, I guess? Enough guessing. Let’s assume that what I love so much are the people that play with me, the people that hang out together too early in the morning, and the people that all know who I am. I can’t get them out of my head. That’s it, I’m lost, I’m in the Band.
Friday was fine. Just fine, not overly fun, or terrible. I had a few good laughs in German with Kaitlyn and I enjoyed English… At lunch, I worked at Chop Sticks with Jocelyn — a memorable experience. I even know how to work the register now, I feel special. I also found out that you learn some interesting things by talking to people. I also found out that I’m now addicted to chapstick, partially because Kaitlyn made me listen to the song and partially because I’m using it too often. I also found I use ‘I also found’too much.
On a more recent note, I saw Napoleon Dynamite today. It was really funny, and I pretty much enjoyed all of it. Sure, I heard a lot of it during PIT rehershal, but it was still pretty funny. Sure, it lacked plot, didn’t involve any blood, gore, or SciFi battles, and it was rated PG, however, overall it was worth the money, and the frantic drive over to AZ Mills to get in. (Psst. — if anyone knows why it wasn’t playing at Harkins at Chandler Fashion Center, comment away!)
Right now, it’s pretty late, and I am getting pretty sleepy. I dread tomorrow, and Monday. First off, I have to study for the first math test of the year, and second, on Monday, I have to take it. Damn.
That’s all for now folks. Thanks for listening to my humble waste of time.
Live Long and Prosper.