Saturday was amazing. One of those days you want to remember forever. All day and evening in LA with
Jake. Sure, he was still kinda worried about
his sister, and we were both sort of wired up from lack of sleep, but it was awesome anyway. He told me he loved me. That by itself was enough to make it the best Valentine's Day ever. And I'm so lame, I didn't say it back, but a while after I got home I called him on his cell to tell him I loved him too.
Sunday? Not so great. I saw a vampire for the first time, and do you know how damn fast they are? I wasn't ready for that. Jake and I went to the cemetary to find
Carlos and the band's
new guitarist, and I was all, 'oh, yeah, I'm gonna stake one!'. Then when I saw them with the fangs and the snarly faces and the super speed, I freaked. OUT. Jake had to shove me out of the way so he could kill it. Then there was this ugly yellow demon thing, and that would've been badness if these
two girls hadn't shown up and killed it. They both looked kinda familiar for some reason, but I couldn't figure out why.
Maybe it's because I haven't slept since Thursday. At all. I feel like I'm going nuts. I mean, I'm used to insomnia, but I've never gone five days without sleeping before. Started crying in English class this afternoon and couldn't stop, so they sent me to the nurse's office. I'm still doing it on and off. Soon as I got home from school I went to my room to rest with all the lights off and a cold washcloth over my eyes. It helps a little even though I can't sleep. I'm thinking about getting into some of my mom's dope if this keeps up.