just returned home from a kindergarten performance of the 3 Billy Goats Gruff. it was quite beautiful, and the troll stole the show. with his little miked voice and w/r substitutions, he truly gave his best. improvisation from a person so young is quite worthy of a call to hollywood. he came out to scare the audience, he was keenly aware of his hit-ness.
along came tuesday. i wonder sometimes if it's ok to want what you can't have. i mean, no possibility whatsoever. not even a...well if this and this happens, then yes, i can have it. guess that's what dreamin is. i gotta quit dreamin. but then that's death? isn't it? a type of death anyways.
i need to be more content with what i have. i asked my mom if i ever seemed content. she said no. i've always wanted to excel and surpass expectations. so now, i don't feel as if i am excelling at anything, and that's why i'm so prone to negativity. she said i never sat still, either. go figure.
i need a big hug.
a massage would be nice.
i'd really like to jack-up my jeep. oh so badly i want it big and full of potential.
shrek is on.
donkey is such a funny one.
i'm rambling. it's what i do. ask anyone that knows me. sometimes i'll go on and on and they'll be looking around like when the hell is she going to shut up.
i'll go.
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