|This is a story of a cunt....
||[Feb. 14th, 2005|11:02 pm]
Well, tonight was the last day of the Vagina Monologues. It was def. a great experience. I enjoy having the power to make hundreds of people shout out "Cunt", and being able to shout out cunt over and over. Its a such a great word. I have come to appreciate it, without a doubt. I have a feeling that my "cunt" days are far from over....
I'm coming home this weekend. I need a nice relaxing weekend away from here. Ugh, sidenote: I just ate chinese food and I feel like a septic tank. Never a good thing.
Anyway, on Wednesday I am going to audition for "Noises Off". Its a really funny play. If I don't get in it, I will die. Die, drop like a big log. It will be so sad. The night of the play I would picket outside of the auditorium with great big signs that say, "MSV PLAYERS KILL KITTENS!!!!" or something like that. I will, I promise.
Wow, a year ago I liked "he who we do not mention anymore". the Fucka. Oh well, he is dead to me!!!!!!! lol (Actually me and melanie pranked him a few days ago. The man is like Jesus, he was resurrected!!!) That was horrible. Forgive me. jesus was far more attractive than he was , is, ugh.
Any way, I can't wait to see all of you Toms River people, because this Toms River person really misses you!!!!
Ciao.... the cunt