Sep. 23rd, 2002

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I would like to preface this by saying that I fucking hate crying. It is not something I do, ever in possible, and never in public. The last time I cried in front of others was when I crushed my elbow in a climbing accident.

So there I was yesterday, sobbing in the theater, surrounded by the blue haired matinee crowd.

I've never been affected by anything like that.

Amadeus.

I don't think I have better words. I simply don't have the words to convey what this was like. Agh. Now I'm babbling.

I had such a lovely weekend. I went to a ska concert, a Kenshin screening, the most amazing theater experience of life, belly dancing, talked to Mac, missed a call from Alli, did my homework with April, and hung around Ko and Bibi who I don't really spend enough quality time around.

Today I woke up feeling sick. Not really sick, but anxious, apprehension-ish, the feeling you get just before you go into a big test you haven't studied for. What's that all about?

I lost my tablet pen at the theater, but they have it, so this is not a big thing. I just have to figure out how to get there before they close... There are times, not to often mind you, when I really miss having a car at my fingertips. How to do this... How to do this?

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