Everything You Wanted Will Be Falling Down Like Castles In The Sand
Well, I'm tired. I want to go to sleep. I have to go to the Nuerologist tomorrow. I'm kinda nervous. I've never been. I'm sure it'll be fine. I gotta work from 1-7 tomorrow...yippee...:) School is coming up. I'm kinda looking forward to it in that...walking that last walk before being executed...kinda way. I don't know what to write in this stupid thing. I don't even know if I should anymore. Seems I've got nothing important to say lately. Or maybe I do...and I can't bring myself to say it. Who the heck knows. I hate when I psyco-analyze myself...