viiiiiictoria.
so uneventful. i didnt go to school yesterday. accidentally kicked my alarm clock behind my tv. so i didnt wake up until around 10. which would have been a good thing, if it wasnt for someones gerard-ness. so anyway. that thing is trying to talk to me again. it keeps IMing me, trying to make typical conversation. asking me if i ever miss it. telling me that it misses holding me in its arms. telling me all these things i dont want to hear. and it knows it. and thats why it does it. but im too weird-feeling to feel the impact it would otherwise have. i dont care anymore. really. okay enough of this. i feel so....different. not a bad different though. a good one, actually. okay. yeah. and then i was on the phone all night last night. and i watched family guy with my husband, who is now officially Quagmire, and says things like heh heh and oriiight. so funny. heeeelario. okay well im going to go. until next time.