What a strange thing to say

I haven't updated in months! HOT DOG!
Everything seems to be going well. Things that probably would have made me commit suicide in the past just breeze their way on by.
This summer was chock full of plays, school, work, and AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL! OKay, not yet at least. On friday at 4pm, I shall board a plane (my very first) on route to Washington, D.C. I shall wake up at 4am the next morning and wait hours and hours in line at Macy's where the casting director for my favoritest most favoritest show in the world will be casting b-e-a-utiful girls for the new show.
Disclaimer: I am not, nor ever thought I was model material. I accept my faith as an "out-of-work actor", but since this is my favorite show and a once in a lifetime opportunity, I figured I should take my chance. I have just as good a shot as every other girl, right? Probably not.
I'm a little bummed that I won't be going back to school in the fall. I'm gonna try to get my subbing liscence so I can at least do that. I got promoted to supervisor at Applebee's, but I haven't seen any changes. I'm supposed to yell at people when they come in late, but no one listens to me anyway. When I'm America's next top model, THEN people will listen to me.
I know a change is gonna come.
I don't know when or how, but I know it's coming.
And it's gonna be good.
Like the good change that brought us together.
Only this time we won't drift apart.
And things will be perfect, just like they should be.
And we'll joke around and be serious and drink hot chocolate and pick pumpkins together.... and paint them, too.
I can't wait for some things.

I wish the only thing standing in our way was distance. Now it's hate and regret and words that should have never been thrown around the way they were.

My newest Haiku, inspired by the funniest person to ever work at applebee's, Krissy Y. This one's entitled, "Not a brat dog, a HOT dog."

If you were starving,
and if you were a hot dog...
would you eat yourself?