Ben Folds was hella random. That’s all I have to say about that. Oh, and the rows in the balcony of Foellinger Auditorium were NOT designed for people with long legs. And a thousand people harmonizing sounds really incredible, whether they’re doing it right or not.
I, on the other hand, am feeling really lame and emotional. I started crying when Ben played “The Luckiest” and couldn’t stop for a long time. I feel really mixed up inside, and I don’t know why that is. My day at work was shitty, and while Aleksondra’s husband’s opening at Aroma was cool, I felt way out of my league. I don’t feel like I’d ever fit in with that crowd, even if I could get into the program. I feel a great fit of self-loathing coming on, and I’m trying to fight it off – I just don’t know how. I’m trying to bite my tongue to keep from saying a whole slew of dumb things that I know aren’t true that I would say just to get attention. I hate feeling like this.
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