Am i a bad person?

Last night Mallory introduced me to the most incredible hollywood undead song. It is probably the worst thing to make me happy, but i was really put in a good mood. The end is kinda sad whenever the approx. 5 year old is singing. It makes me almost feel guilty about listening to it, but then i hit the replay button what i think was about 12 times. It was a really pleasant night after that. While i was being happy to the song, i also ate cookies my mother and i made last night. They made me SO SICK but It was worth it. No kidding, the feeling afterward was awful, but at least they tasted like jesus.

Thats about the only interesting thing i have to say. Maybe except for: during the play, the guy that was a character in the play's play that was dressed in drag, was my absolute favorite character. When he wasn't in the play's play, he had awesome green shorts, tights, and a funny irish looking type ball hat. He honestly looked like peter pan. . . i wanted his shorts. . . .