"And Smurfy.. stay away from the priesthood."

Even after I made my exit from the auditorium last night, I could tell Smurfy was coming, too. Because I could still her what he was saying.

"Smurfy, you can't just keep talking after I say that, it's my exit!"

Shit.

"Dammit, can't even walk my own girlfriend to the parking lot. You know if she's up there, I gotta turn around, right? I'm scared to death of her parents."

"Haha, yeah.."

"..It's pitch black, i'm wearin' sunglasses.. what the fuck is wrong with me?"

"Haha.. Man, you put yourself down too much. Hey, at least you've been going out with her longer than that skater guy was.."

"No, no, I havent. They were going out for, like, a month."

"Really? But.. he was grounded the whole time."

(Laughter)

"Yeah, that's true."

After all that was done, I did eventually get back here, where I proceeded to collapse on my bed and worry. Without any connection to the outside world, there was no one to put things into perspective. When I woke up, it was 11:15 PM and I was still fully dressed.

As unpleasant as things got after the understudy perfomance of 'Harvey', today was just lonely. I had to get into the other room to write this, and mother says I won't get the computer back without straight 'A's. I swear, that woman can't do anything without proving a point. So I spent most of the day hoping someone would call and tell me we were going to the movies, but no such luck.

I guess i'm a hopeless optimist, after all.

Your sister's gone out, she's on a date..

And you just sit at home and masturbate.

-Billy Joel