Do you find it weird for someone who's non-athletic to be carbo-loading? Well, that's exactly what I'm doing. Yep, ladies and gents, this whole day (excluding summer school) I've been existing on a high-starch, low-protein, low-sugar/fat diet. Why? I'll need the energy for tomorrow's grand 12 hour concert: Van's Warped Tour! I plan to go with my usual summer concert attire: duct-tape cuffs, blood-red pants, thin-breathing shirt, and with the help of spray-on hair coloring, two red stripes will be going down the center of my head. Yes, I am completely looking forward to the event!

Found the address to friend Andy's blog: andy.unpretty.net (his site has a tracker on it so I don't want him to find my page) Want more detailed accounts of my summer school experiences? Read it there. One thing to note about today's session: met Mica in line to enter the cafeteria. We talked for a little bit before I went ahead to catch up with my friends. On the way out of the room, I waved bye to her.

During the last hour or so of class (when we were basically hiding in the back-room court) we met this really good DJ: Mark. Surprisingly enough, he's the real DJ Mix-n-Glow. Since there weren't any mixing tables, Christy and I plugged in our boomboxes (she wasn't suppose to bring her's, but she did accidently) and he started fading in and out the songs at appropriate times. Good stuff. Half of my friends didn't care for the techno beat much.

::bites lip:: Damn my need for codependence. Trivial as it may sound now (or several years into the future) but I'm falling (again rather quickly) for Matt. Thing is, he's completely straight; we were discussing who was the hottest dancer when the dance class came in to practice in the back court. Despite that though... for about the last 20 minutes of class his head was resting in my lap and he was sound asleep. I couldn't help but draw him as he layed so cutely and in unsuspecting slumber. Starting with the contour of his shirt, his legs crossed slightly at the ankle, and his hands craddled by his head. Then delicately placing all the other small details to make the image startlingly lifelike. Of course, he doesn't know I drew him.

Hrm... Listening to fellow classmate Gerin's cd. Really really good stuff... a bit unusual that a song about unrequited love comes on just when I wrote the above paragraph.

Ugh. If I wasn't such a nice and caring brother, I would've come out to everyone already. But why not, and what's with the brother stuff? Well, in a discussion long ago with my sis, she explained that if I ever came out completely, my life wouldn't be the only one affected. She'd have to handle the banters and insults and might have to defend my name in some instances... and knowing her, she'd break down if that were forced upon her.

Goddammit!

"It's just love! What's everyone so scared of?!" -Steven (from Get Real)