am I too outspoken?

Mood: Meh.
Listening To: "Not Pretty Enough" by Kasey Chambers.
Reading: "Somebody's Gotta Say It" by Neal Boortz.

So, Dairy Princess was last night.
And I won't lie. Of course I was disappointed.
But it was a good experience.
Showed me that I'm not really a pageant person.
And that I'm kinda tired of second place.
And I'm not saying this because I'm a sore loser or anything, I'm just saying that I don't think that the interviews and the formals and the poise are for me.
But it's over.
As Rafiki says, "It doesn't matter. It's in the past."

I'm just brassy, I think.
Blunt and a bit coarse.
Do those words fit together?
I make them fit.

I dunno. I just don't belong in the pageants.
Stick me in the water. I'll beat a couple of people up. :)


New York is in two weeks. I'm really excited for that. And I'm leaving for California on Tuesday.

And that's all, I think.

Ta.

"What's going on? Why aren't you seizing the boy?"
"'Cause I have a big head and little arms, and I'm just not sure how well this plan was thought through. "
-The Bowler Hat Guy and the T-Rex, Meet the Robinsons.