Heh, random titles are the bomb. I do believe THIS is the greatest movie ever. We should rent it and watch it at the big Oasis girls (and guys) orgy at Ruby's. God, will that surface in all of my journals? Anyway, yeah, I'm very tired and running on about a can of coke at the moment. I'm in tech again, spending long times hanging lights. I love my boss to death outside of tech, but when we're working he is an ASS. Jebus. But he's going through some tough shit at the moment, that I'm not really qualified to help with... I hope he's okay is all I can say.

8th grader crush thing is hormonal and confusing, but she's also a really good friend at this point. Despite the fact that our sleepover had some disturbing similarities to one of my earlier sleepovers with Ghandi the Destroyer (aka Anna, ex-best friend who stabbed me in the back), I do believe that she's a genuinely good person, muchly unlike Anna. With this little seed of doubt and all the second guessing, I still see that, and it's only this newfound paranoia that's asking me if I've looked carefully enough.

Yeah, that's the other thing. There's this girl, Eleni, who was a very good friend. But she's got this weird rebellion thing going on. She lies all the time, although she swears she's never lied to her friends. She took up smoking, although she said she'd quit a few times, most recently right before I found a pack of cigs in her pocket, which she swears she only has because if she doesn't have some on her, she'll want more. And she's just generally become someone I don't want to hang out with, dressing like a whore, hooking up with random guys....... and here's the thing that finally tipped it: she does said random hooking up in the tech booth. In MY tech booth. That booth is mine, goddamnit, mine and tech's, it's one of the things I have at this school that's mine, my place. And she uses it for fucking hookups? I know it might seem petty to put it into text, I'm probably not explaining this fully because I'm tired, but... tech is damn possessive about our booth. Because it's ours, and one stupid person can do so much damage. See, now the gossip has circulated, and now I'm-not-sure-how-much of my grade knows that the booth is a potential make-out spot. We're missing about $1000 worth of microphones (that we NEED, damnit!!!) And it's someone's fault. Goddamnit. See, I knew that Eleni had used the booth to make out, so I made her swear she wouldn't again. Then she did and told m, and this time she swore (as if it was more than last time), and I didn't turn her in because I was trusting her and I was protecting her. Thennnn she does it again and gets caught. And my boss, after flipping out at her, flips out at me as well, for not telling him. She broke TWO promises to me, and almost cost me my job at tech (which I love and need in my life) because I trusted her and was trying to protect her. ARGH. So yeah, we're not really talking anymore. (Apparently she looked high at school today... but see, I've tried to hard to help her so many times before, and she's turned down my help every single time... I've just stopped worrying about it, about her, it's not my problem any more. I've tried a hell of a lot, and she just won't be helped. Argh.)

And I decided I'm going to confront Anna. Eventually. Soon. Eventually. Maybe. And just get all this stuff off my chest. Because I think what I need right now is closure.

Oh shit, I need to choose electives soon.

Woah. OH SHIT. Yeahhhh, I have to be at school in... hmm... 8.5 hours to do tech (YAY) for a really bad show (blah) and a stupid-ass acts-like-she's-seven bitch ho director who tries to tell us how to do our jobs (GAAH *stabby stabby kill kill*). Then dash home with Maddie, shower, find an outfit, and go to a sweet 16. Blaaaaargh.

And I haven't had an orgasm in, like, more than a week. My vagina is sad =( (although, i might add, lacking in teeth.) This should be remedied. Ruby and others, suggestions?