Last night... I literally cried myself to sleep... Not a very manly thing to admitt. If you have a problem with that, go fuck yourself square in face. But anyway, I don't know what was wrong with me... I knew she was "going out." So I knew she'd be busy. I guess the idea of what I might have to go through in the future just breaks me down. How long will this last? Will she come back? If she still loves me then WHY is she doing this?... She's told me many times she needs to do "this." I've forgotten what "this" is and why... But I mean... If she needs to do this, then I'll let her do it. I will step down, hold back my feelings, bite my tongue, and let her do this. I'm only hurting myself, it seems. Many people say I should move on. HELL NO! I'm not giving up that easily. That's just retarded. Why throw away these strong feelings?

Been a while since I've written on Xanga. I will try to once again record and share my life...

Prom is in one day. ONE day. I picked up my tux today. It looks nice. Everything's the right size and length. Haha, Doug probably thinks I'm whipped or something for getting a pink vest and tie. Well, I was sensing those vibes anyway. Doug's great though. He's a good guy. Well I think he's funny. Etta defended my case though. Well, it was the truth too. Dani and Etta pretty much picked out my tux. I didn't really care when I ordered it. I was sleepy, stressed, and I wanted to get the thing over with. Danielle's going to look SO BEAUTIFUL! I'm going to post some pictures if and when I can. I'm mostly excited to see how stunning my girlfriend will be. Next, I'll be with her MOST of the night. A change in plans. It ends up that guys can't stay at Brittany's, which is cool and the reason is understandable, so Danielle and I are just going to do our own thing. We were going to go watch a movie and chill at Brittany's house, but instead we're going to go to Waffle House with Jay and whoever else. Then I'm going to bring Danielle home and we'll just chillax there, maybe watch a movie, maybe take a nap... well I'd be the one taking the nap because I can't stay there. But still, that's one thing I wanted to do, be close with Danielle. Fall asleep in each other's arms. And I know some people out there reading this are thinking naughty things, but I'm not. I just want to hold her, fall asleep, and dream that she'll be mine always. Afterwards, probably when Danielle is extremely sleepy, I'll make my way home or to my mom's house. Either one. Maybe dad's. I feel like he's lonely... I feel like a bad son. It saddens me. Hm... Wish I knew what to do. Anyway... completely different subject. That next morning I get to wake up knowing I have rehearsal that whole day! Super fun!

Speaking of which, The Miser is going well. I suggest seeing it. It is funny. I'm not the comic relief this time. I look so cool in my costume! Colonial. I wouldn't mind owning that costume. Hah, I wouldn't have minded living in the colonial times... well, in fashion anyway. GO SEE THE PLAY! We all worked real hard and we've pulled it off in three weeks. It plays for five days, but seating is limited. Only 110 chairs. So at most 550 people can see The Miser. Don't miss out! It'll be worth your time. And if you don't come, then it wouldn't be worth all the time we've out into this play! SEE IT! Please? Haha.

The only thing I hate about girl scout cookies is that you have to crave them before you eat them. Even when, after you eat them, you get that sick feeling in your stomach. Blah. It's not fun.

That's all for now. Sorry so long. I haven't written long entries in a long time.
Chris Floyd.

PS- I'm using Abbey's idea... or something similiar. I'm going to recognize somebody in every entry just for being cool and great... Hm... we'll see how long that lasts though.