Heaven knows I've tried to let you go;

I can't help myself,
I think I'm losing control~

Ohmygosh.
So there's this one very flamboyantly gay kid in school, right? I swear to you, he is so damn cute with eyeliner on. D: He's alright otherwise, but with eyeliner? Jesus. Can I get a hetero one that looks that magnificent? Haha; that'd be great. Get him to play dress-up or something.
Eh. Sorry. Just randomly remembered that today. I smiled at him since I know him and everything, and then proceeded to swoon once he could no longer see me. Deidre and Meghan laughed at me. Then again, they like their men to actually somewhat resemble men, as opposed to myself.

Ah, leave it to me.

So in a last-minute effort to look nice for Saturday (or at least feel a little more confident about myself), I wound up playing Dance Dance Revolution for two hours solid last night, and then I hope to do so again here very shortly. At least for an hour. I also wound up eating a salad for lunch today and have sworn myself off of overly junky foods for lunch and am praying we eat decent things for dinner tonight. I also banned all naps this week unless they're an absolute must.
I know I won't lose anything at all, likely, but maybe I'll at least feel good. A little too little, a little too late.

I shall have Sakurai croon at me for a while, and then I will proceed to further my futile attempts.

This weekend was pretty good. The picnic on Friday, and then on Saturday, I gave Mom her present. She was pleased (although she seemed more fond of the half-assed card than the painting). I hope she likes it, really. She didn't show quite as much enthusiasm as I had hoped; merely asked what the character thought of being in a painting. I guess I shouldn't have hoped for much, though. She never seems particularly interested in drawings and such. Just say they're good and move on, which is suitable. It'd be foolish to ask for more or expect high praise for something I do only as a past-time.

Sunday I went to see an old friend of the family that I hadn't seen in a few years. I was quite happy to see him again, albiet a little bored. Get-togethers never really interest me; I'd much rather have someone stay over and allow life to go on as usual and perhaps do things with the person rather than set a date and spend hours doing nothing but talking.

And somehow, I've managed to get cat-hair all over me already and I haven't even been home for forty-five minutes. Wow, Buyo... Wow.

Weather's supposed to be nicer than I thought it was on Saturday. Awesome.

... Yeah.
Dance-Dance time before I roll around in self-loathing. xD Bah.