Because I suck at commenting.

[marianela]

Today I turned on my TV and Girl, Interrupted was on. I popped in a blank tape and hit the record button. I watched it and then hit rewind and started it up all over again. I just finished it for the third time. Angie you are my hero. I don’t know where my head is. I can’t keep a thought. I’ve been sitting here in a daze almost all day. I have no where to go and nothing I want to do. There is so much I have to say but I don't want to talk at all to anyone. Well except Kristin she has kept me sane... never mind that we talk about locking Elvis in my basement. I don’t have a basement. I locked him in my laundry room. It’s worse than Jessica Simpson’s (HA Lacey). But other than that i don't want to talk. Don't take this the wrong way. I don't want to talk to anyone because all they will tell me is how stupid I am and how I am missing out on the best thing that could have happened to me. One thing I want to say to everyone, I didn’t do it for the reasons you think. I did it for myself. I was happy but I wasn’t. It wasn't because you didn’t make me happy, it was because I didn’t want to be. It wouldn’t have worked. I don’t know what is wrong with me I make no sense and I have no reasons. It wasn’t fair to you and that is why is did it. This doesn’t make sense never mind.

I am going to Vancouver soon. I don’t know when but one day I am going to pack up and leave. I will be back by the 14th and I will bring Kristin with me. We have a little bottle throwing to do. Hillarie will be in New York someday and I have to convert her from her MTV loving ways to that of FUSE.