Atlas

i feel as if a big burden has been simultaneously lifted and then placed on my shoulders. however i am ec-fucking-static about the way things have turned out...not at all the way i imagined them turning out. quite unexpected indeed; things also turned out the way that, while i hate that it has taken this long, i am more than pleased at the way it has turned out. sorry, no more details, but just know that i wil probably drink less (good for healths and whatnot) and i will also probably sleep more (as the burden of overwhelming thought has been lifted). this is so fucking awesome and happy
in other news, homecoming's choice of places sucked this year. while yes, i did drink while at the thing, it wore off after a while, and i ended up more drunk on the bus ride back than i ever was at the event. the high was a shitty place to have a party. first of all i hate when people can watch me dance, because while i do like dancing, im not necesarrily good at it, and prefer for there to be little illumination. also the security were a bunch of pain in the asses. i could not explore. i would have liked it more if it were dark enough for me to just swig openly from a flask, but as it is i killed it in the bathroom. the westin was much better for a party than the high museum, but thats my humble opinion. i much more enjoyed the the pregaming party and the hanging out with friends than i did the actual event, if that makes sense...
z out