One day I´ll be here, the next I´ll be gone

Sep 23, 2004 22:34

So my debit card isn´t working. Well, it works only at ATMs, which doesn´t help me purchase a plane ticket online. My mom said some lady called from the bank because they don´t know I´m in Europe. Oops. They think somebody is livin it up on my account. I would like to get this resolved as soon as possible because I found a plane ticket for 27 bucks! Yay!
Then I read Eliza´s journal and it says she hates Hannah. You see, one of my nicknames is Hannah and if she´s talking about me that´s a big ouch forreal. Cause I mean, my bestest saying hate...okay, so part of me is like "get real carrie why would she hate you?" but then another part can´t help but think about how crazy things have been lately...it kinda sucks always having to check my email so late. It´s not only because of the time difference but also because they have dinner so freakin late. This is about the only time I have to check it.
My roommates have gone to Morrocco! I´m at the house alone. Well, with my host family. It should be very interesting. I´m debating skipping school tomorrow. I know, I´m a chica mala. Bad student, baad. I just realized that I haven´t taken my medicine today. I should get on that.
I had a crazy crazy dream this afternoon during my siesta. There were tons of deer in it and I had a newborn baby girl. And her "Uncle Vernon" was helping take care of her. Dreams like that really freak me out. I´ve had quite a few of them. Sometimes I´m just pregnant, other times I´ve already had the baby.
Anyway, this place is closing so I need to wrap this up. Hasta luego.
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