"Ring out the bells again: Like we did when spring began: Wake me up when September ends."

September.
Hm. Usually means the start of school.
Not for me.
I sadly must wait till spring semester to being learning once more.
Ugh. Life is so icky, yet fun.
I miss all my friends.
But, not miserable.
I hate work
Yet, I enjoy the money
Love hanging with the people here
Yet hate not having the true blues back.


What is a townie teen to do on a Friday night?
Listen to Idina Menzel and blog:
Instead of going to his ex-high school's football game?
Thats a good plan. Not.
I wish I had a more interesting life.
I wish I was having fun right now.
But, hey. I'm content with my life.
Content to be just me.
Content in all thats been given to me
American Idol concert last week: rocked.
Danced like a complete nutcase.
Rocked out to Jordin and Blake
Ugh, damn Sanjaya: I went to buy a t-shirt during his song.
Poor Micheal Jackson must have killed himself when he heard his "Thiller"

Oh. How I long for New York.
Soon.
Possibly Sunday: Broadway on Broadway.
And then next weekend: The Broadway Flea Market! [heck yes.]
Gonna see all my lovely BroadwayWorld dears.
Having a blast and buying all that isn't nailed down.
And hopefully see a show or two.
:-)

Life can be good sometimes.
Oh well.
Right now life is Idina and blogging.
:-)

"God if you're listening would you have a message sent?
Cause I need to be a better lover, brother, and a friend.
God if you're listening would you come up with some change?
Cause I wake up every morning with a penny to my name.

Don't know much about love cause I get the same crap from every guy,
Don't know how to see the grass being greener on my side,
Don't know much about wisdom without being jaded,
Don't know how to take criticism without feeling hated,
But before I lose everything and everyone who loves me...

God if you're listening would you have a message sent?
Cause I need to be a better lover, brother, and a friend.
God if you're listening would you come up with some change?
Cause I wake up every morning with a penny to my name.

Whoa man, I'm everything I said I wouldn't be,
Standing here with nothing, will you help me?

Don't know how to tell a joke without putting my foot in my mouth,
Don't know how to be intimate if I don't have a crowd,
Don't know how to be hopeful, what if they let me down?
I don't know how to keep myself from hurting everyone..."

---Penny by Idina Menzel