so it was birthday on thurday, the 14th
it sort of annoys me how i take ownership of the day on which i was born, when i never asked to be born
just as i take ownership of my family, my ethnicity, my country, my hair color, my gender, my name, all things that have nothing to do with my, and yet they are mine
i dont understand how these things define me when i never even wanted them
and yet, without these things what am i? it would seem that i am nothing. a product of a product of a product.
well, whatever, ive pretty much gotten over that whole thing

so my musical opened on thursday, MY birthday, which kinda sucked
i have to do it again today and then tomorrow
i honestly dont know why i do these things
i mean, why should i wish for the chance to preform in front of a few hundred meaningless products? an individual person is pretty much meaningless in comparison to the world, so why is it, that when you take many meaningless beings, they matter?
im not even getting paid for this
and yet, i enjoy it

ugh, im sorry for all the ridiculous analytical nonsense, i guess i am just in a mood