We were supposed to have a photo shooting yesterday but the director forgot so I went for two banana splits with YD and Utah, which was fun, and then watched Django with them, which was pretty badass. Had my head on his shoulder through the whole film - now that I think of it I have no idea why I did, but it felt nice. Also I now don't know what to do as I always interpret too much into stuff when I shouldn't.
The first play this year was a disaster. Seriously. I wasted six bucks on a few laughs and an otherwise terrible performance. But I've decided to see all plays this year, so I guess it's my fault.
You know, the only thing I miss about Flo by now is the sex. That makes me shallow, and that in turn makes me angry at myself because I don't want to be shallow. But I just miss the feeling of that sexual tension, the warmth of another body and stuff, you know?
Fuck. I want a boyfriend. I wanna be loved...
/P.
dw once the theatre parties start coming we'll go to every single one and we'll own them :D and we can get drunk as fuck and dance with random hotties.
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