The Punishment Begins

Sitting at the pool at the Holiday Inn. So far, this trip has been really fun, but kind of odd and I guess not really what I had expected. There is insane partying here, though. But night number one I ended up cutting myself and night number two, I got into a fight with ChoirMan.

But, it's all good... We have our first rehearsal tonight and I am looking forward to it even though I have absolutely no voice. (There are so many pens stuck in this fucking notebook!) Whatever... I guess life is pretty good...

Last night Tiffany told me that my sense of style is "a gift." It was really nice. I am going so fucking brain dead from the "renal shutdown" though. I think I'm going to draw instead of write for now...

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Later, and in the Red Fish Grill and I am more and more disgusted with people. BH made some really sickening comment about some girl in choir undressing who had a bad body and how she "didn't need to see it," how fat that girl was, etc. I can't believe how awful she is... I mean, the girl was not flaunting herself in public. She was just changing her clothes in the hostel!

And ChoirMan too... He is still pissed about us leaving last night, I'm sure. He made some comment just now that he has to go arrange "alternate plans" so that he doesn't get screwed over "like last night."

BH just came by here to kiss me goodbye...

Anyway... he has been ignoring me all day on purpose.

I want some fucking real people.