Yeh.

Jan 09, 2006 21:50

I love nights like these. Sitting home alone, shutting the phone off for a few hours, curling up and watching a good movie with no cares and no worries, just your remote and your blanket.

Today was pretty fun. Went over to Kateland's and saw her family, which was incredible. Watched some home movies from when we were fourteen. Holy God. I seriously cried watching the screen. I mean, even back then I was loud and obnoxious and funny, but my God was I huge. The saddest part about it was, back then I didn't think I was *sooo* bad. Which is scary. I was a fucking house.

The worst part about it all is I still feel like that. I still feel like I look exactly the same, and it's weird and it bothers me and it makes me not want to leave my house.

Mike is bothering me and won't stop talking and it's really irritating because I'm tired and I want to go curl up and watch Wildfire downstairs because this movie is making me sad.

Today has been the first day in a really long time that I haven't argued or fought with someone. It's been very refreshing. But the night is still young, so I won't speak so soon.

Yawn.
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