I just let loose with some fucking fierce skating.

I don't know why I had never noticed it before, but the parking lot at the strip mall around the corner is a really great place to skate. Most of the shops have shut down cause, and I quote "The fucking landlord is a maniac." That was a snippet I heard between to shop owners at the Chinese restaurant that used to be there, a few months back.

Anyway, as a result, their is tons of room to skate at this place, plus it was late so not many people were there anyway.

I don't even know how fast I was going, and I let my inner Diva erupt forth from my chest, belting out the entire Erasure chorus album, um a couple of times over. Yes there I was, skating buy all the queens sitting outside Romano's Pizzeria belting out Chain's of love, Chorus, and Breath of life. I didn't bother to look up to see there reactions, probably one of amusement, or annoyance as I was singing VERY loudly. [Oh yes Peth, I'm quite fond of Andy Bell's Falcetto, of Erasure, Corazon on the other hand is not.]

I don't know where this voice has come from, and this time it didn't go away. It's like I've suddenly sprouted a new set of mid and upper range tenor vocal chords! My highschool chorus teacher would have so loved me.

Kuini, I do feel so much better.

I was so on the verge of NOT being ok, but you know what, all that think time really made me realize that the situation is just NOT worth getting strung out about. I mean yeah I deserve to be treated better. That's just fact, but I can empathize and understand also, and allow some time, and some space. Offer my help, and my ear.

OOOOO wee! {I'm a dork} My legs are all jello-ee.

I called the girls who had asked me out earlier, but hadn't taken them up on their offer cause I had plans with the boy.

They were so happy to hear that I could make it after all, and that felt so good!

You know?