Dec 16, 2005 22:50
And it's Friday. After the party. What a catastrophe! No, I don't think it what you think it is...
My dad got a dislocated finger, but my mom thought it was broken. She didn't know how long he'd be in the ER so she came and got be from the party at least an hour before it was over. I didn't get to give my gift, or get my gift.
And then in the car, with my dad in the front seat, groaning in pain... And i started crying. For me, because I had to leave the party early and Jane has a boyfriend... For my dad, in so much pain... for myself because all I could think about was Jane, and my dad was hurt... I felt so selfish and self-righteous at the same time. I'm so mixed up...
Jane has a boyfriend... part of me is like empty, and it hurts, but I'm not sure if that's the cause, or maybe its my dad, or...
Damnall.
I miss her.
That doesn't make any sense. I was in the same room with her for an hour and a half, and I feel like I miss her.
JANE!