Yeah, you get a choice again.
I thought I might have been hallucinating when I logged on this morning and saw Dan on. But I wasn't.
The conversation we had wasn't much of informative, because of the fact that I was being called off before it went anywhere. Mum ended up taking me with her to do some things. Not that it did me much good, getting out with her. I wanted to just tear her head off for dragging me along to do her errands. I can't help it, I'm bitter. A little.
It really bothers me for some reason when people I don't know offer an ear. I understand they're just trying to be helpful and everything, but I just get the feeling even if I do talk to them, it's just going into one ear and out the other, or they're just listening to be able to gossip over something. Maybe I'm just paranoid over who I decide to trust. I thoroughly confuse myself sometimes. Not much of shocking is it?
I'm going to...do something. I don't know what.
EDIT: Where is the old teddy bear when you need him?