You Okay Honey?

ANGEL
You okay honey?

COLLINS
I'm afraid so

ANGEL
They get any money?

COLLINS
No. Had none to get
But they perloined my coat
Well you missed a sleeve!

Thanks

ANGEL
Hell it's Christmas Eve
I'm Angel

COLLINS
Angel. Indeed
An angel of the first degree
Friends call me Collins - Tom Collins
Nice tree

ANGEL
Let's get a band-aid for your knee
I'll change
There's a life support meeting at 9:30
Yes this body provides a comfortable home
For the Aquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome

COLLINS
As does mine

ANGEL
Oh we'll get along fine
Get you a coat
Have a bite - make a night
I'm flush

COLLINS
But my friends are waiting -

ANGEL
You're cute when you blush
The more the merry ho ho ho
And I do not take 'no'
~*~"You Okay Honey?" RENT

Another song complete! Ta da! lol. I'm so lame I have nothing to do right now... It was a sad day. And a long story, which I now have time to tell because I am lame and have nothing to do.

So this morning I read my horoscope. (I was bored, okay?) It said today should be a 9. Now let me tell you something, right away. I don't have days that are 9s. Well, not really. I've had, like, 1 that I can think of in a really long time. And I'm going to let you tell me what day that was, because maybe you can think of something I can't. Anyway. So I will also tell you what I knew I was going to be doing today: going to the orthodontist, returning the RENT cd, and being around while Sam's friend Zach spends the night. Does that sound like a good day to you? No I didn't think so. And it wasn't.
I went to the orthodontist (missing music theatre and lunch, btw. well that's not true. I was in music theatre long enough at the end of class to know my group isn't doing anything for our project.) and we talked about which tooth he's having the dentist rip out for me. Doesn't that sound like fun? And after school today, I went to the library to return the RENT cd that was due yesterday. I didn't return it then because I was going to renew it. Who would have guessed that there would actually be a HOLD on it? Oh well, I just requested it again. But Hinsdale is the only place that has it, so whoever requested it will have it, then I will get it back! hehehe. For now I have to live with my shitty burned copy.

Anyway. I wish to discuss something I've been contemplating since I found out about getting my tooth pulled. As a people, we are ridiculously obsessed with appearances. And before you say 'no I'm not' I'm saying YOU ARE. Even if you dont' care what other people think (and in general I don't) you care what you look like. I care what I look like, because I like to express myself. Hell, maybe someday I'll wear a lime green and orange jumpsuit to school (okay... maybe not) just to be different. But seriously. I was thinking about how I would look a little wierd because I would be missing a tooth... Even though they'll close the gap (that'll take about 3-4 months), I'll have a wierd tooth alignment. And so then I though about what Johnny said once... He thinks it's good for things to be a little imperfect. He has all his teeth, but one of the ones on the bottom is crooked. And that's okay, and he still made it in Hollywood. No one will really notice right? My teeth will still be straight and I will still look pretty normal. And you know what? If Hollywood doesn't like it, then they can go... anyway. I decided I won't let it be a big deal. Although I'm still not happy, at least I'm comfortable with it now. I'll just bring along my RENT cd and listen to Toay 4 U the whole time, to keep me in a good mood. It never fails. Maybe I'll bring a Johnny picture too, as a little reminder...

Okay well that's my little philisophical lesson for the day. Although I'm in that kind of mood, so you may get more later. Another little episodeon which I must report, because I'm in a complaining mood as well.

I don't have friends that like to call me. No one calls me, except Lonzo sometimes. But no one else thinks of little old Z, sitting by herself at home. That happened today. (Okay, well it happens every day... but here's a story for ya.) I was sposed to spend the night at Molly's (to get away from my brother and his friend) and so she was sposed to call me when she got home. Did she? No. Had other plans, and didn't tell me. (Nor did she know about them till she got home, but that's nothing new either. I know a 4 year old who keeps better track of her schedule) So I call her around 4 and find out about these plans, and... grrr. I'm just tired of it. Can I have a few friends who think about me and invite me to do stuff that acutally works out? I'm just asking for like... I dunno. 3? I guess 1 would be a start. So now you all know...

And in case you can't tell I'm in a kind of pissy, depressed mood right now. Yay! That's always something to celebrate. Anyway. I think I've written enough for you all to take in for now. More later, maybe. *walks away, to no music at all*