Sleep without a dream, as cold as it seems, it's my destiny.
Mm, so I went to hang out with friends. It was a long weekend and I don't feel like typing a novel on it, so we'll just say that it was a nice, comfortable weekend with friends and acquaintances. Very enjoyable, very relaxing, and I think I deserved it.
My step-grandpa (I guess that's what he's called? My step-grandma's husband.) was taken to the emergency room today for a variety of problems. "He's been living on borrowed time as it is," said my dad. The guy really is pretty old and in a bad state, so I dunno what'll happen. I don't know how much it'll affect me, since I don't really know him, never really got an attachment to him, but anyone dying makes me sad, makes me insane. So who knows. I hope he recovers.
School is starting in two days. What a fucking drag that'll be. I plan to get all A grades this year, which shouldn't be so hard, considering I'll only be there for a third of the year. I'm excited to graduate, but I'm otherwise pretty indifferent. I used to get so excited for new school years, for being a year older and a year closer to something good. But now it just feels like the present, and it doesn't feel like much at all. It's just something that I need to do because I need to. I'm not dreading it, I'm not looking forward to it, I'm just going through the motions. So that's okay, I guess. Should be easy enough.
Going shopping for school clothes tomorrow. New school clothes, from a proper store, not some second-hand place that smells bad. That'll be cool. Anyhow, my step-sisters' dad is taking them shopping, and so my step-mom is taking ME shopping. I guess she wants to get me new stuff because I came home this weekend with the sole of my boot detached, taped against the shoe itself. I'm sure that seemed pretty pathetic. We'll get them boots fixed, though, if I have anything to say about it.
I watched Airplane! for the first time today. It was pretty funny. And then my dad came home at about 11pm, and we watched it AGAIN. Still just as funny. I like hanging out with my dad- I don't get to do it often.
I'm far more comfortable with my hair, now. I'm rockin' that shit.
Gotta give up on some of my far-fetched romantic fantasies regarding some acquaintances, though. It just gets me disappointed every fucking time.
Meanwhile, my stomach hurts. Goodnight!
My step-grandpa (I guess that's what he's called? My step-grandma's husband.) was taken to the emergency room today for a variety of problems. "He's been living on borrowed time as it is," said my dad. The guy really is pretty old and in a bad state, so I dunno what'll happen. I don't know how much it'll affect me, since I don't really know him, never really got an attachment to him, but anyone dying makes me sad, makes me insane. So who knows. I hope he recovers.
School is starting in two days. What a fucking drag that'll be. I plan to get all A grades this year, which shouldn't be so hard, considering I'll only be there for a third of the year. I'm excited to graduate, but I'm otherwise pretty indifferent. I used to get so excited for new school years, for being a year older and a year closer to something good. But now it just feels like the present, and it doesn't feel like much at all. It's just something that I need to do because I need to. I'm not dreading it, I'm not looking forward to it, I'm just going through the motions. So that's okay, I guess. Should be easy enough.
Going shopping for school clothes tomorrow. New school clothes, from a proper store, not some second-hand place that smells bad. That'll be cool. Anyhow, my step-sisters' dad is taking them shopping, and so my step-mom is taking ME shopping. I guess she wants to get me new stuff because I came home this weekend with the sole of my boot detached, taped against the shoe itself. I'm sure that seemed pretty pathetic. We'll get them boots fixed, though, if I have anything to say about it.
I watched Airplane! for the first time today. It was pretty funny. And then my dad came home at about 11pm, and we watched it AGAIN. Still just as funny. I like hanging out with my dad- I don't get to do it often.
I'm far more comfortable with my hair, now. I'm rockin' that shit.
Gotta give up on some of my far-fetched romantic fantasies regarding some acquaintances, though. It just gets me disappointed every fucking time.
Meanwhile, my stomach hurts. Goodnight!