i hate life

I HATE LIFE!

Sometimes...

Sometimes people make me so mad or sometimes people really annoy me.

Mini-van

Remember when I got hit by that mini-van while I was crossing the street last week? Well the bruise kind of got funky... I guess it takes bruises a few days to grow. For those who are curious... here's a picture! That's my left leg you're looking at... the mini-van was making a left turn into me as I was crossing so the front/hood part of the car rammed into my leg. Beautiful, isn't it? I just love life.

The day before was a horrible day: stress with thesis, stress with friends, stress with planning events, etc. I cried my eyes out because I was upset, but I was told that the next day would be better... you know people say, "things will only get better." That's what I thought. I thought things couldn't get worst, but they did.... because little did I know what was going to happen the next day... DUN DUN DUN!

So yeah, I didn't break any bones luckily... but I was so embarrassed that I told the elderly gentleman driving the mini-van that I was fine and walked away. I was going to the video store and once I got inside, I started crying. The video store guy was nice to me and let me use the phone to call someone (I didn't want to walk back to school now that I have a fear of crossing streets). No one picked up. Damn the town I go to college in and their stupid mountains that don't give me reception in certain areas. I left the video store and ended up going inside this violin shop. I started crying when I asked if I could use their phone because my cell phone didn't get reception. The people there were nice too when I explained what happen ("wait, YOU were hit by a car while you were walking? you weren't in a car?") and let me use their phone... again, no one picked up. The one lady, who was one of the owners/workers, said she was going to the store and asked if she could drop me off at school. That was really nice of her.

So yes, I have this lovely bruise to remind me everyday about that crappy week. Sometimes I want to say F U to life, but sometimes life says F U to me. Eh...

my discovery of the Boyz

So some of you know I was doing my thesis on musicals... and I'm almost done with it (don't ask until after I turned it in and after I have graduated on 5/13/2007). But yeah, before doing my thesis I didn't know much about musicals and the only ones I was obsessed with were Avenue Q and the 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee!


I am glad, however, that I ended up seeing the touring cast of Altar Boyz here in LA on a whim. Seriously... I had heard of the show and I was in NYC for New Years (when I saw Q and the Bee)... and I walked by New World Stages and seeing their ads, but didn't really give much thought to it. But I needed to see musicals for my thesis so I decided to see Altar Boyz... and boy, did that change my life.

The show was amazing. I was so impressed by the actors, how they were able to sing, dance, and act all at the same time. That takes real talent. Kudos to the writers and songwriters as well for writing such a witty show. Not only that, but the actors were one of the nicest people ever when talking to fans and to the theater people. I saw them during their last show in LA and it was so touching when I saw them shake hands with the ushers, and saying "thank you" and "goodbye" to them. They're just so down to earth.

I officially become obsessed with the show when I ended up seeing it 3 times (twice in LA and once in SF for spring break) and had the urge to learn the dances. I'm also seeing the regional production of the show here in Long Beach, CA... weeee, I'm so glad I live in California. I started dragging new friends to go see the show with me each time and I converted all of them. They thought I was crazy when I wouldn't shut up about the show and they thought I was weird for learning their dances.... but after seeing the show, they wanted to talk about Altar Boyz, learn the dances, and more.

My friends say that it's a good thing to be into and it's a good obsession... at least I'm not like addicted to crack cocaine or have a "exhaustion" problem. Weeeeeeee.....