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I should probably start packing. I just have no idea what to bring. I think I'll take all the stuff we've bought, the common essentials, and my clothes, arrange those, then decide what else I have room for and what else I need.
I miss my laptop.
One week. Maybe. Josh, we need to talk. We have a hiccup. Maybe.
Feeling depressive today. Stupid, and depressive.
I also realized once I was in bed last night that yesterday was the one year anniversary of my grandmother's death. I still really miss her. It's so weird to think she's not around. It just seems like I haven't seen her in a long time.
I'm getting ready to go to my dad's house. I'll be there til tomorrow sometime.
I had three dreams last night. One was about my roommate. It was a guy... Weird... I don't remember the other two. I also think I dreamt I was kissed. I don't remember by whom, but I know I freaked out on him.
I need to go to Walmart to get a planner so I can start remembering all this stuff I have to do. And I need to figure out what kind of budget I need. This sucks.
I need to decide if I'm going to the Chimaira show at the Masquerade next Saturday or not. I might. I'm nervous, though.
I really wish I'd have seen Dream Theatre. *kicks self*
I really need new clothes. Badly.
It's strange how badly I want something, yet how quickly I'll push it away.
The Cross tonight. Dinner afterward? 412 tomorrow. Dinner afterward. Maybe Yoon will come this week. He leaves soon. Pish.
MYV's Date My Mom is a terrible show, completely scripted and badly put together. I hate people.
I miss my laptop.
One week. Maybe. Josh, we need to talk. We have a hiccup. Maybe.
Feeling depressive today. Stupid, and depressive.
I also realized once I was in bed last night that yesterday was the one year anniversary of my grandmother's death. I still really miss her. It's so weird to think she's not around. It just seems like I haven't seen her in a long time.
I'm getting ready to go to my dad's house. I'll be there til tomorrow sometime.
I had three dreams last night. One was about my roommate. It was a guy... Weird... I don't remember the other two. I also think I dreamt I was kissed. I don't remember by whom, but I know I freaked out on him.
I need to go to Walmart to get a planner so I can start remembering all this stuff I have to do. And I need to figure out what kind of budget I need. This sucks.
I need to decide if I'm going to the Chimaira show at the Masquerade next Saturday or not. I might. I'm nervous, though.
I really wish I'd have seen Dream Theatre. *kicks self*
I really need new clothes. Badly.
It's strange how badly I want something, yet how quickly I'll push it away.
The Cross tonight. Dinner afterward? 412 tomorrow. Dinner afterward. Maybe Yoon will come this week. He leaves soon. Pish.
MYV's Date My Mom is a terrible show, completely scripted and badly put together. I hate people.