If I had the energy I would type out what I wrote in my journal about tonight- but I don't. I will however mention the idea that there is a point when flattery and "compliments" become uncomfortable. It's true. I can take compliments. It was something that I have learned to do over the years but there is still a line when the words shift meaning in my mind. It all still stems from the many incidents of Raul and the Gift Shop that I used to work at- but where I am today and where I was is completely different now and that shit still bothered the hell out of me tonight. My mid-drift was described using the phrase "white rhino" and I still don't exactly know what that means. I could guess but... But still. The first time when they told me it was sexy, I took that. I smiled and said thank you, as standard. Over the years I have learned it best to just smile and accept. It usually ends the subject if I don't fight it- so I don't but sometimes it back fires. Tonight my mid-drift was complimented by multiple people multiple times and seriously- What the fuck?

But there were a few strange things about the party at my buddy Max's tonight, things to be discussed but not now. Now I need to sleep. I should have been home hours ago, if it weren't for the shitty Saturday train schedules. Tomorrow I walk in my graduation ceremony. I'm not happy about it and to be honest I really don't want to do it, but I will. I guess I kind of have to, for my mother. Happy Mother's Day to her.

So wish me luck. Wish me a non-hangover morning- which will be real for me in less than 5 hours. I'm going to need it.