I'm sad. And I'm lonely. Josh is sick, and now I miss his constant companionship. It's only been two days, but i still can't see him for another five. I think I'm going to go to Skrappys with Lilly and Leah tomarrow night. Just to distract myself from my lack of love. My mom says it'll make the heart grow fonder...that better be the case.
I feel like I'm going to die. My bed time is 3 am. And it should be later, as I woke up at about 2 pm today. I found my old scrapbooking kit thing, with all kinds of letters and stickers, and picture frame things. And really UGLY paper. I got really good at designing pages in my business technology class, and my teacher was pissed when I said I had no interest in taking her Yearbook class. But I have fun doing scrap book stuff now....cuz I've gotta little thing goin on.
No matter how much this time-consuming, thinking-of-nothing-but-design thing goes on, I'm still dealing with pictures of me and Josh. Which adds to the severity of my withdrawls. And all he's worrying about is the pain in his stomach. Not that I'm saying he should be concerned about me or somthing...he should be thinking about healing himself right now.... but I feel so alone.... I mean I can hug my mom but it's not the same.
I have more photos and more templates. Good night.
Oh yeah, I can't wait to see the cure! I'm listening to The Cure- SHOW right now, and it makes me want to cry. The cheering crowd. The sexy voice of Robert Smith... Oh goodness I dont think I can handle the intensity!