Hello All...
Hello again...Me so bored...My insomnia seems to be getting worse. I couldn't sleep at all last night. I finally took a four-ish hour nap from 8-ish to noonish. I watched "good Morning Viet Nam" and it made me cry, but then again so do comercials nowadays. I am having some issues...within myslef of course. I haven't anyone to tlak to about them. Except for those of you who read this journal. Its sad really, if I knew me I would feel sorry for me. I am not one to feel sorry for myself...that is not what I mean by that. I mean if I were someone who knew me...on the outside...I would be like aww...that poor girl is so clueless... Cause I am. I don't know exactly whats wrong with me and I don't know how to fix it. I am spiraling down a black hole of sleeplessness and sorrow. Its like drowning...and no one is around to pull you out. But hey..I'm an actress right...I can handle fooling everyone into me being ok, and sane. As long as I can lie to myself I'm good. Oh well.
I really miss Mathew. And I haven't been spending very much time with friends. I haven't bee spending time with anyone really. I don't go anywhere, and I don't see people. I don't go outside everyday. The only people I am guarunteed to see at least a few moments a day is my mother and father. And OOoo gosh golly I want to pall about with them. My mom's pretty cool, but my dads just so much older and just doesn't understand. But hey thats life.
My parents are making me go to my younger sister's Volly Ball game. Its her last game and everything but its just soooo incredibly boring. I am not exactly little miss sprtsy chick. I more of an excentric beatnick hippie type. Maybe thats why my friends are all so different. I am a very strange and unique girl. But hey its all good, being strange is fun. My parents would love for me to be "normal." or whatever their perseption of normal seems to be. But hey its all good, I'm still the good kid. Good grades...and whatnot. But I want to be wierd dammit, and I can if I want to. Hehe. So yea, I have to go getready to go. Yay, go freekin team go.
Later all.
I really miss Mathew. And I haven't been spending very much time with friends. I haven't bee spending time with anyone really. I don't go anywhere, and I don't see people. I don't go outside everyday. The only people I am guarunteed to see at least a few moments a day is my mother and father. And OOoo gosh golly I want to pall about with them. My mom's pretty cool, but my dads just so much older and just doesn't understand. But hey thats life.
My parents are making me go to my younger sister's Volly Ball game. Its her last game and everything but its just soooo incredibly boring. I am not exactly little miss sprtsy chick. I more of an excentric beatnick hippie type. Maybe thats why my friends are all so different. I am a very strange and unique girl. But hey its all good, being strange is fun. My parents would love for me to be "normal." or whatever their perseption of normal seems to be. But hey its all good, I'm still the good kid. Good grades...and whatnot. But I want to be wierd dammit, and I can if I want to. Hehe. So yea, I have to go getready to go. Yay, go freekin team go.
Later all.