Cos Your Friends Don't Dance & If They Don't Dance, Well, They're No Friends of Mine

You know, just recently, I thought I had that whole "what is a friend" thing figured out.

Totally not true!

I have no idea what friendship really is and if anyone can really be a friend. I don't think they can. My cynicism is getting higher and higher. Everyone is human and therefore friendship is not a real thing.

I'm the only one I can trust and even that's not a 100% thing.

And I definitely don't really have friends. I have a billion people who usually love me and are sometimes "there for me" and I often have a blast with.

But friends?


I like feeling my wisdom teeth with my tongue. The top ones are just under the skin. I'm excited to see if my goal is reached and I succesfully let them come in without some money-demanding dentist tearing them out. I would feel like I won.

And it will feel good to win something after this afternoon, which was ridiculous and I have mixed feelings about. I shall not be on e-board for Stage Co next year. You know, there's the disappointment and the shock of being rejected when I came into it totally thinking I had it won, but, I think, all in all, I feel relieved because I have 0 responsibility to Stage Co now. I don't have to go if I don't feel like it or don't have time. And maybe I'm not meant for the job anyway. I just want to put on amazing shows - I could honestly care less about the "group bonding" stuff, movie nights, dance parties - I have full-length plays to direct and a Thesis to write next year. This is a good thing.

These are all good things.