I thought long and hard about this subject tonight after I saw the aftermath of a mugging in my neighborhood tonight. Hate. It truly is a strong word, especially for an optimistic person who gets along with just about everyone. But I thought deeply about this because I knew it was obscene to think I like everyone. Surely in this galaxy of a world there is someone I at least don’t care for. I thought about the racists. I thought about the sexists. I hate both. But I didn’t want to reestablish my general hate for a mass amount of people, I wanted to pinpoint one specific example and elaborate on why. I wanted to justify my legitamate disdain for one person. Alas, I thought of someone. This person will go unnamed. I hate a kid who used to be my buddy’s roommate. Now, before you wave the wand at conclusions like jealousy or anything, it wasn’t. I hate this kid out of pure disgust. This kid was a notorious man slut who would litterally kick one girl out because another was on her way. He claimed to be a wholesome do-gooder, but in reality he was a slutty eff-alotter. He sickens me. What grosses me out worse is that somehow girls get hung up on him. They are told they are his girlfriend, they find out he cheats on them a lot, but they don’t care. I don’t get it. Girls bitch about all guys being scumbags, but they make themselves exclusive to dickholes like this guy. Fuck that. It irritates me to take the fall because some/most girls are stupid and think all guys are this kid. Fuck that. I am a good, honest, loyal, funny, smart and apparently egoistic guy who usually is a positive person who loves everyone. Fuck that “all guys are scum” here say. Fuck this kid. May he get an STD or find the perfect girl and lose her to a legit guy. I know it’s harsh, but fuck that kid.
Had these feelings bottled up and I needed to express them. This kid fucked over my friends sister, my female friend, almost another female friend and almost my roommate as well as countless others and continues to do so in his current state.
I am writing a super detailed script for something that, if it ever got picked up, i would want it to be improvised around the characters and episodic/seasonal plotlines…oh, competitions, you crazy beasts.
I am completely pro-science, however; if evolution exists, why do feet still sweat and smell when you forget to wear socks? You would think that in the thousands (?) of years us humans have existed, somewhere along the lines feet would be immune to unsockedness and they wouldn’t be prone to sweating and stinking.
Today was great but super hot. I started improv 101 and learned a lot, still seven Wednesday nights and a Sunday noon grad show to go! I am really proud of my decisions and feel it was the right move. My instructor, Ari Voukydis, is phenomenal. We went through a few exercises and ended the session with sine two person scenes to work on “Yes&”ing and he was, thankfully, very giving with his notes. It was so much fun, I have never laughed so much in any class ever. The people in my class are also very ecclectic and unique. A very wide array of characters and I will call it now, it will equal out to a wide array of play styles. I am very excited with this!
Tonight was a blast and I relearned an important lesson: if you aren’t in the mood to be a participant in cagematch, don’t sit front and center. Of course on an eh day, the “king of hearts” decides to use me in his new rules gag…and my responses were terrible. I felt so embarrassed. But it is all good fun. Other than that, talked to sone new people and had a burrito.