Yesterday was the first day of spring break. I went to the mall with my parents. Whoo. Saw Juno, which was cute, got a black and white houndstooth mini, which is also cute, and ate sushi, which came on a cute plate. Nothing worth noting happened at Glories. Just the usual stuff, I guess.

Tonight, though....craaaaazy.

Got there early, as per normal. Costumes was spraying the shoes with nasty alcohol-based disenfectant that my athsma does not like, so I sat on the kiosk upstairs, playing tetris on my phone, and talking to Justen about what will happen to us twenty years from now. Daniel will be a raging alcoholic, Mercedes will be a crazy cat-lady or a crackwhore, Justen will be a lonely myspace creep, and Shawn will have broken the world record for longest hair on a dude, and raised a mini-him that bothers Justen. We never really got to me.

Minutes pass, I get bored with the immense snack spread downstairs, and decide to go for a walk. I found the pretty little garden off by the cemetery, with the waterfall and the statue of Mary Magdalane and the stoners. And gargantune bees. Then, as I was walking back down, I saw Shawn and Justen going up. So I go over and start walking with Shawn and Justen drops off like the good little third wheel he's become, and we start walking all over the grounds; through the cemetary, the garden, the building with the nice bathroom and the statue of jeebus walking across a lake, and eventually a parking lot. He has an inherent hate of ducks. for whatever reason. Raises millions of other birds, but just can't stand ducks, apparantly. He and his friend got attacked at the Heretage Park duck pond by 15 ducks (yeah, he counted). Said he was looking for a peacock, and got assualted by ducks. What I want to know is why the fuck was he running around Irvine looking for a fucking peacock? The boy lives in Garbage Grove, and he came all the way down to Irvine for a peacock? Do we even have peacocks? WTF, boy.

First show was hot. And I mean FUCKING HOT. It most have been over a million degrees celsius. I think I sweated off five pounds. Second show was even worse. I took off my coat during the market scene, and sat with my dress pulled up very far on my legs, and I was still burning up. It was about then that Shawn officially asked me out. Woo! Fucking finally. I liked how he was totally nonchalant about t he whole thing, he just asked me, and that was it. And it's cute that he had absolutely no clue what to do next (and honestly, neither did I), and resolved to search google for advice when he got home. Dork.

I found a gold anklet with a little bell on it. It's cute. :]

Finally got him to watch the fireworks with me during Herod scene. We went back behind the blue curtain, all the was to the edge of the building and stayed there until he had to go kill jesus. Then everything was boring until I got him to help me bring down the lily basket. Conversation ensued, and he is going ot call me tomorrow. Planning something for next Saturday.

My mom was surprisingly cool about it. I thought it extremely bad timing, having just seen Juno yesterday, and you know, but she knew it was coming. My dad's probably gonna flip. Whatever.


Self-esteem level is up waaaaaaaaaayyyyy high, right now.