I should tell you.

I should tell you about my summer.

I should tell you about being in Romeo and Juliet.

About being cast in one of the smallest roles I can remember ever being cast in.

I should tell you about heartbreak.

I should tell you about the wonderful rehearsals for I Hate Hamlet and the wonderful people involved in it.

I should tell you about Ookami.

I should tell you about getting together with him less than two weeks after breaking up with Jessica.

I should tell you how upset she was.

I should tell you about her asking me to come back.

Again, and again.

I should tell you about how stupid I was.

I should tell you about being convinced I was in love.

I should tell you about false promises.

About rebound.

I should tell you about the performance of Romeo and Juliet.

About the pride, and joy, and relief.

About getting yelled at.

Being stupid.

About the two performances of I Hate Hamlet.

About the success.

The feeling of complete accomplishment.

The exhausting commitment finally rewarded.

I should tell you about the second show of R&J in the San Francisco theater festival.

About getting cast in the role I had desperately wanted to play.

About having so much fun!

About Mercutio.

About the noise.

The festival.

Small children yelling.

I should tell you about the breakup.

About being unable to set boundaries.

About being stupid.

About not knowing when or how to say no.

About getting hurt.

Bad.

I should tell you about being too patient.

Too sweet.

Too understanding.

I should tell you about being pushed past my limits.

About getting angry.

About getting VERY angry.

About cutting off someone who would not leave me alone.

About not knowing how to get the message across.

I should tell you about Bizarre Shorts.

About the fantastic monologue I'm doing.

About the scene I get to direct.

About romantic drama among my actors.

Which I got roped into somehow.

About age differences,

and about wanting to put it off as long as possible.

About singing.

I should tell you about Westfinder.

I should tell you about Black Honor

My second ever LARP.

I should tell you about how fun that was.

While at the same time being a bit of a letdown from the last one.

I should tell you about Jessica.

I should tell you about how bad I felt.

How afraid I was.

I should tell you about being conflicted.

About realizing my feelings for her had never changed.

About wanting her back.

And knowing it would be a mistake.

About knowing I couldn't commit.

Too much to commit to already.

College apps,

School,

Performances.

I should tell you about Dog-Ear.

I should tell you about seeing her again.

I should tell you we're back together.

Fuck the consequences.

I should tell you about taking the SAT again.

I should tell you about school.

I should tell you about colleges.

I should tell you about life.

I should tell you why I haven't been to Aikido in months.

About being overwhelmed.

About being overloaded.

About being a senior.

But have to finish my homework. No time to blog.