Don't go away.
i've been listening to this white stripes song on repeat for the past two and a half hours.
it reminds me of jaki.
i've also been scanning pictures since i got up.
they're all in my photo gallery.
i woke up 'cause i didn't feel good.
'cause i ate a lot before i went to bed.
i went to bed around 4:30 or 5.
i was listening to matchbox twenty and writin' and guitarin' and such.
it was okay.
sleeping alone is lonely.
i miss sleeping with dan.
last night i had a dream that i was sitting at school with kyle and meg and a female friend of meg's and a male friend of meg's (meg my sister.)
i forget the majority of it.
we were watching a movie, i think. there were people skateboarding in it and i said that one of them looked like my friend, matt (lynch.)
and meg's female friend said it looked much like her friend, conor.
i looked kyle and his head was down, and shaved, and then he looked up and at me, and he had sinead o'connor's face.
i told him he looked good bald, and he should stay that way.
it was all very strange.
yesterday dan and i watched a lot of television.
that's all we did all day.
television.
but it was okay, because i had bad cramps all day.
it was a drag.
but okay.
my mother broke her ankle.
so, oh, um, i'm home again. jiggity jig.
waiting on her.
last night she made me take out the garbage. ugh
i guess i don't mind it though; i actually secretly really like taking care of people.
if i'm not in a lazy mood.
it makes me feel important.
the night before last i dreamt that jamie picked me up for school in a truck.
and we listened to sum 41.
i remember the song specifically, but don't recall the name.
it's on.. all killer no.. whatever.
she parked in the lot andy was talking about parking his car in this year.
yeh.
andy drove me home last night, which was kind of cool.
the first time i've been in a car with andy driving, without an adult.
i still feel kind of sick.
and i miss jaki.
and stuff.
it reminds me of jaki.
i've also been scanning pictures since i got up.
they're all in my photo gallery.
i woke up 'cause i didn't feel good.
'cause i ate a lot before i went to bed.
i went to bed around 4:30 or 5.
i was listening to matchbox twenty and writin' and guitarin' and such.
it was okay.
sleeping alone is lonely.
i miss sleeping with dan.
last night i had a dream that i was sitting at school with kyle and meg and a female friend of meg's and a male friend of meg's (meg my sister.)
i forget the majority of it.
we were watching a movie, i think. there were people skateboarding in it and i said that one of them looked like my friend, matt (lynch.)
and meg's female friend said it looked much like her friend, conor.
i looked kyle and his head was down, and shaved, and then he looked up and at me, and he had sinead o'connor's face.
i told him he looked good bald, and he should stay that way.
it was all very strange.
yesterday dan and i watched a lot of television.
that's all we did all day.
television.
but it was okay, because i had bad cramps all day.
it was a drag.
but okay.
my mother broke her ankle.
so, oh, um, i'm home again. jiggity jig.
waiting on her.
last night she made me take out the garbage. ugh
i guess i don't mind it though; i actually secretly really like taking care of people.
if i'm not in a lazy mood.
it makes me feel important.
the night before last i dreamt that jamie picked me up for school in a truck.
and we listened to sum 41.
i remember the song specifically, but don't recall the name.
it's on.. all killer no.. whatever.
she parked in the lot andy was talking about parking his car in this year.
yeh.
andy drove me home last night, which was kind of cool.
the first time i've been in a car with andy driving, without an adult.
i still feel kind of sick.
and i miss jaki.
and stuff.