Another entry.
So here I am, once again, killing some time... I'm waiting for Billy to come get me and Ben so we can go hang out at his place with him and Stephanie. Pretty lame night as usual, but I guess someday it'll get better. I'm looking forward to leaving this coffin of a place for Venezuela. I'll be able to clear my head, think about someone other than Rebecca, hopefully. But I'm doing a hell of a job being miserable until then. I think seeing my family and being away from all of this for a couple of months will do me a lot of good as far as my sanity and happyness. I've stopped talking to Elyse, been thinking about that every once in a while... It's a shame, she was a rad person and I fucked it up royally... mainly by involving her in my life with Rebecca, and secondly by letting my emotions get the best of me... I wonder sometimes how things could have played out differently, who knows.... I can never say what I really feel on this "everyone welcome to read" journal. I guess I've killed enough time, I should probably go put on some half-decent clothes to go kick it and what not... maybe this night will turn out a little better than what I'm thinking... can't help think about the bad though... wonder if Rebecca's at some show tonight... humm.... wonder if I should even be wondering....