Sep 23, 2002 19:53
I was suppossed to go to the game tonight but my mom doesn't wanna take me so I'm not going.
We went to Target and I got the card I wanted, and we came home and she called the hospital and got Jack's room number. She said I should call there and talk to him and I said no. I'm too scared.
I was thinking of what I was going to write on the card and my mind went blank. The day I found out I had about 3 pages worth of writing and now I've gone blank.
I'll think of something tomorrow during school while I waste away my day. Tomorrow's also open house. My mom doesn't wanna go. So I doubt I'm going. I feel like she doesn't care. She keeps turning me down with everything and putting me down like a lot of people seem to be unknowingly doing.
... Anyway. We got a new mouse today at Target as well and I hooked it up and it's pretty cool. Works better then the last one. Clicker clicks, and the rolly thing is silent. Wah hoo.
And I had an urge to look at the picture on the digital camara so I figure out how to get them on there and then I found the one my mom took me Gary, Brittany, and me at my brother's birthday party. I print screened it since I couldn't figure out how to print it, and put it into the paint shop and cropped it and junk and printed one onto special picture paper. It turned out off center and we need more ink. And the second one was on regular paper. Still off center, and we still need more ink. But, it's a good picture I think.
I hear a plane o.o
And yea. No guitar tomorrow. The guitar teacher was gonna give me a Saturday school today because she thought I was eating something (I was, but I'm not a slob and I wasn't gonna get it all over the guitar... I don't like her anymore) and I said no and stuck my tounge out at her. Luckily, I swallowed quickly. If she said I still was anyway, I would have said I was at the orthodontists the other day and they got tightened and they were bugging me. And if she still don't like it, then she can kiss my ass because I'm not gonna go to a Saturday school.
Yea, I'm really... WOW. I was not aware Billy Idol made Dancing With Myself. He's on VH1 right now. ...Yea.
I don't know what to do right now. I feel like a certain friend of mine is doing something on purpose... but I can't figure out why. Maybe this friend of mine wants me to be hurted. Or maybe this friend... dear God. What the fuck are you doing friend?!?
And you! OTHER FRIEND! Yea! A different friend then the one I was talking about up there! I don't know what to do with you because you're confusing the shit out of me with you "I want you to do this" stories and the "she did it but I REALLY wanted her to do that" stories.
Both of you must be like... joining forces to make me miserable! I mean... COME ON! You act one way one second and then the next your making me feel like total shit. Why? Do you want me to?
And you, other friend, I don't eve know about you anymore. I don't think you like me. No. No I don't. I'm sick of you acting like I'm doing something wrong when you're doing the same thing. And I don't know what either of you want me to do or say now.
Whatever. I don't wanna talk about them anymore because their just hurting me and by talking about them it just makes me madder and I don't wanna be mad at them. So canging of suject now...
I apparently have heard a lot of Billy Idol songs. ... My curser keeps spazzing and like having seizures or something. It'll start shaking back and forth. Ookay... as long as it goes where I want it and click like I wnt it to and stuff, and I can see it, I'm fine...
I'm gonna talk to Julianna now. Bye.