Detrimental Entanglement

After Much Too Long

Life is so overwhelmingly boring that it has resorted to putting events between myself and others in the wrong circumstances, vis a vis, my petty argument with James about Amy and Corbin. Ugh.. The name makes my skin crawl a little.
I still don't get what either of them see in her. The jealousy is a tad irrational, but it suits me fine.

Last week was very important for Val! Last Friday were the annual Westview Highschool theatre department A'Cat'emy awards. I was decked out with curled hair, a slinkly black dress, shoes to kill (that did), and glamorous sunglasses. I showed up a bit late and more than just a little flustered. CJ said I walked in like a movie star, and I felt like one too. I waited anxiously for my co-presenter Hari to show up, but he never would. As I was waiting to walk on stage to present, I tripped over Mark Shim, and ate auditorium floor.. I still have the bruise to prove it. Tim Homsley won the award I presented, and he hugged me. The night was a total smash from then on. Andrei sat by me and told me I looked gorgeous.
I blushed through my sarcasm. I was even nominated for an award myself! Best actress of the one-acts. I slow danced with Michael Barnes, and met my wallaby twin (whom I already knew), and found a place I fit into quite nicely. The party afterwards raged into the night, stealing my heart away for another season.

On Saturday, I did some chemistry. Sort of. And hung out with James. Sunday would prove to be the biggest day of my life so far.

I woke up at 8:30 and did meaningless tasks to occupy myself until breakfast. We ate and covorted around, and we were all anxious. Today was the day that my big brother was graduating. Wow. He got his kick-ass laptop, which I'm using right now, and various other gifts, including "Oh, the Places You'll Go!" We stressed out, because we can't stand our grandparents, and waited for Allyson to arrive. She did, Lucy escaped twice, and I found out that Emily is going-out woth Joe. A whirlwind of fear, jealousy, anxiousness and sadness overcame me. I was happy and nervous and I felt sick, so I screamed. And continued screaming until the busses arrived to take us to U of P. I fell asleep on the bus, and cried a little, smearing my make-up. I also ate my hand. My brother was graduating. I couldn't believe it.
I don't know why I was freaking out yesterday. It was an outlet day, I assume. One of those days that I decide to vent everything.
When he got his diploma... My heart lept. Never have I been so proud.

Screw you, Paternal One.

We schmoozed and took pictures, and came home. Stressed out still. I worked ferverously on Chemistry until 4:00 this morning. I fell asleep in Andy's room until 5:50 AM when he came home from gradnight and woke me up. I worked from 6:00 to 7:10, until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer, then went to my room, and slept until 10:30. I woke up, went back to work-ish, said screw it, and took a break until 2:44, when Andy woke up.

I sit before you a still broken Val. Broken because it will never work, but I'm going to try my damndest to make it. Through the selfishness and the insecurity and the disbelief, we will make it.
This is true love. It doesn't happen everyday.

I'm head-over-heels. If I say anything else, I'm lying.

Pi

9:02 PM - Monday, June 5, 2006 - post comment

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Entagled Detrimentally is so much better LOL

Anonymous - 10:40 PM - Tuesday, June 6, 2006

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