well this is it
after a very early drive to the airport on saturday i will have exactly one friend left
well one who is still on the continent
two if you count blair waldorf
but i feel she only like me cause i feed her and build her houses out of cardboard boxes
yes, that is correct
last night i spent a ridiculous amount of time making a house for her
and by house i mean i cut some holes in the side of a box
but they are different sizes to make it more fun
obviously
right now i should be mixing music and choreographing
but i am procrastinating
i feel uninspired
and like i am repeating myself
so instead i am reading blogs and looking up micheal jackson songs
a friend wrote a post recently about gossip and how she has been affected by rumours
and vowing to stop participating in such things
i would like to make such a vow as well since i have recently been the subject of gossip and rumors to the point where i was in tears almost every day and basically refused to leave the house. heres the problem though: this town is too small and there is nothing else to do.
i know, i should rise above it blah blah blah
but heres the truth
i will probably not stop gossiping
and that makes me feel like a bad person
but at least i'm honest about it right?
1 comment:
It's true, it's different when you live in a small town. More incestual with the gossip, perhaps.
However, I'm sick of people clamming up and not telling me things because I am a leaky pail. My leak has a name - [friend's name] - and it bothers me that the gossip runs through me so fluidly. It's not even bad gossip, it's just gossip which I don't have a particular right to spread. I would rather be a confidante than a leaky pail.
It does sound like both you and I have been burned lately. Sucks balls.
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