Well, That's That

So, it happened. I had my first kiss.

Now, don't get me wrong, it was just a stage kiss. And I think the casuality, or casualness I suppose, of my speech shows that I understand this. I'm not considering this a big deal.

Except for the fact that I have no kissed someone...that's pretty cool.

You were all right, nothing to be nervous about. Afterward, we both just walked away, without saying a word.

It wasn't even technically on stage. We're advertising for the show, so we had to kiss for the picture. But it still happened.

So, the show is 5 days away...very nerve racking...not really, i just want to get it over with so I can get back to my normal busy and hectic life, rather than this busy, hectic, and unbearable life.

Anything else? Umm...my first stories for the magazine were ripped to shread...it was sloppy writing on my part...hopefully I'll get better.

I interviewed Jim Tressel the other day, the coach of the Buckeyes, who beat the Wildcats 48-7 today...woof. Apparently, no one has really ever interviewed a coach before for the opponent feature, so that was exciting...it could have been better though.

If it seems like I'm laxidaisical and uninterested in anything...I am.

Random Factoid: According to mental-health-matters.com, I have 8 of 10 symptoms of major depression: sadness/anxiety/"emptiness, fatigue, loss of interest in usual activities, oversleeping/insomnia, appetite changes, feelings of hopeless/guilt/worthlessness, difficulty concentrating/making decisions/remembering, and chronic aches/pains.

Okay, so I'm not really depressed, but from time to time, I feel like my life is characterized just by going from one place to another with no purpose other than that.

Meh.

Pip pip.