Yo + Hola = Yola. Boo + Yola = Booyola

it's been a long time since i've had so much fun.

I'm lighter. My heart. My body. My mind. Still in love with the same people. How is that possible? At least 1 of them will always love me back. I'm on my way to Vegas again. Let's win big for '07. I've been 'referred to' in an interview with my favorite singer in the world. He doesn't know my name...but he knows of me. And that's more than I can ask for.

Big things are going to happen this year. I can feel it. It's my year...just wait and see.

Last weekend was definitely interesting. Champagne sprayed onto me and my friends. And boy, did it taste good. Of course, I've got a better idea about everyone. Some of the ideas I've already known. But still. It's always something to get used to. My friend always says "I miss you", and I have a difficult time saying it back. It doesn't mean I don't miss them, either. But I guess it just always throws me off gaurd. Time to work, baby...learning new songs to sing along to.

I am so excited for this weekend. We all are.

Ok fine. It wasn't the worst week. But it was getting pretty damn close. I saw my favorite band in the world on Monday. I couldn't have had more fun. I had a realization during the middle of the show. They really make me happy. I'm not fanatical. I'm not 'obsessed'. I don't want to meet them. I don't want to talk to them.

I just want to hear them play music.

Lost some money this week. Not feeling so well physically.

I guess life really isn't that fair?

It's a block party on my favorite radio station..and they're playing songs from my favorite band from Chicago. Thank god they were the only ones who could help me through 2005. Everyone thinks I'm in love with them because of superficial reasons...but little do they know...that the band nearly saved my life. I will be forever indebted to you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Eventhough not one person will ever read this. Ever.

Well. It's not so heavy anymore..1 year ago I'd say it was so heavy I could barely walk. Sometimes friends come in and out of friendships. But the good ones always last long..and just as fresh and new as when they started. I'm going on a wonderful road trips with friends in the next upcoming months...just so we can all see my favorite band in the world. I love the band...and I love my friends. I couldn't ask for a better combo. Can I supersize it?

as I thought it was last week. I think I was just uber moody. But that's ok...I have the right to be, right? Time's a wastin'. Gotta get a move on...!

Some people need to do this more. I love sleeping, and waking up in my dungeon. Found a new song that I'm in love with. But that song will never know that I exist. 3 day weekends are the best. It's one less day I have to hear about you and your constant complaining.

that praying for a friend may actually work. Well, I don't know if I really really prayed. But I did think about them alot. And found out that things might just turn out ok. Now we gotta figure out how to prevent another mistake. Yikes!

to no longer reveal my thoughts to you. Because you take it. And run away with it. You take it up to your high pedestal...and then you slam people down with it. There's a fine line between rude..and being truthful and opinionated. And as much as what you think is just "you being you"...it's truly unappreciated. So please. Leave me be.

stop complaining. Everyday there's a new ailment. I wish I could just log what you think is wrong with you everyday. I guess I don't have to wish anymore. My ears are bleeding from your sicknesses. Please stop. It's 2006. I'd like to start this new year fresh.

There's been so much anticipation for this day/hour to come. But it's passed so easily this year. No drama. No worrying about where to be...who to be with..and what I should be doing. There must be a reason. I(t) must be different this time. I can't put my finger on it...but I must have less luggage on me?

Anger. Pain. Sadness. Superficiality. Hallowness. It's a new year (almost). And I'm ready to start over again. Will you join me? I've had nearly a year to practice what I will do in 06. Just close your eyes..and let it all go. Revisited George Michael's voice this morning. It was grand.

this year has been quite a year. Lots of changes happened this year. Lost a couple of friends..but gained alot more. Even gained some old friends I thought I'd never be friends with again. Things happen so unexpectantly. But all for the better. There's alot of things to be greatful for. Sometimes you lose perspective on things...but it's always something else that reminds you about how good you really have it. Saying prayers for an old friend....the past is catching up...and ready to bite.

I can't have. Oh wait. All I have to do is rest my little head on my pillow. And I'd have it all. I just need to sleep. Too much planning. Not but not well planned. Dinner with friends is always the best. Learning new discoveries about them is even better. I am so lucky to have them. But they will never know just how much they mean to me...

new officemate. new direct deposit. new memories. new (york) fun times (square). new year approaching. what will oh-six have in store for me?

I can't wait. Going with great friends with great hearts. There's a first time for everything...and to me, everything is now. No more wondering about the past. Now is the time to shine with people you care about. I can't wait to work out my abs by laughing so hard...and losing my voice from talking too much. Viva Las Vegas...and may I win the jackpot (of money only...I already won the jackpot for friends...)

finally meet someone normal. Not hung up on shit. Listens to similar music. Agrees on similar issues. Brings new light to old ideas. I love making new friends. We secretly laugh at eachother's comments when we think the other isn't listening. Silently loud. But it's deafening...

was so good. I had a smile from ear to ear for 2 1/2 hours. I smiled so much my face hurt. (Of course that smile faded when I cried like a baby at the end...) When does enrollment start for Hogwarts? I want to be a witch so bad. Now I know what the Catholics and Christians were freakin' out about...I want to do magic! Sign me up!