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BYEBYEBYE.

BE BACK WAYWAYWAY LATER.

Yesterday was a good type of busy. My mom re-dyed my hair black, which I'm so thankful for, because it was beginning to look horrid and embarrassing in natural light. Before that, I went for my usual run outside in this amazing weather we've been having this weekend. I wish it could last ( Read more... )

I JUST woke from having this dream: everyone (sister, brother, mom and dad) were either in bed or going to bed. I come into the house from our garage and lock the door behind me. Then the knob begins to shake and turn erratically like someone is trying to get in. I step back and crawl from the Florida Room into the kitchen (why? There aren't ( Read more... )

I went to sleep around 7:30pm and took a two-hour nap. I had a dream involving Paula, Michael, Shawn T. (he didn't talk and was just there) and myself. All I can really remember is that it involved selling adorable, black bunnies. Michael wanted one, so he drove to Stockton where the two small cages were set up in the parking lot directly on the ( Read more... )

Ok some sobbing is going to be written down. I might delete it later due to realizing that typing things down in lj out of compulsion isn't a good remedy. You know what? I'm going to leave it at that. Oh, and this: I am veryveryveryvery upset ( Read more... )

Jealousy is a horrid, selfish emotion. I rather be depressed for the rest of my life than hold this sort of jealous dissatisfaction ( Read more... )

I tear up when watching TLC make-over shows. Ten Years Younger. While You Were Out. What Not to Wear. Trading Spaces.

Crycrycry.

I need to meet these new people. I need to make these new friends. I need to experience how they live their lives since it is obviously so different from my own. And maybe I will like it? Or maybe I will find a reason to become more than just a mind running in small circles. I could possibly see ahead of me if the turns didn't happen so sharply and ( Read more... )

I'm not sure how this happens. I barely get in eight hours of sleep, but now I've become accustomed to a mere six. It's almost 3am. I'm breathing quite clearly. My body is exhausted. What's happening? Why am I so upset?

( Bah. When all else fails, here's a survey: )