I talked to Joe on the phone for over an hour last night, until after 1:00. It reminded me of when I used to talk to Danny really late at night and stuff, but I like talking to Joe better. It's crazy, he just might make me start enjoying the phone again. I guess that's it.

I'm tired of thinking. Every time I think, it just makes me more depressed. I'm getting tired of hiding everything behind stupid facades. I don't know who to go to anymore.

Never mind. I don't really have much to say except: I LOVE YOU (you know who you are). Oh yeah, I don't want to start school next week.

PS. I LOVE THE MOVIE TOTORO.

In half an hour, my wisdom teeth will be gone.

EDIT: They are now gone. I can't open my jaw wider than it takes to talk. I can't smile or laugh. I can't feel my bottom lip or chin. But I'm still a happy camper!

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Yes, I realize that I just posted. But I feel the need to say a few more things.

I wish I could go back in time. I don't think I'd change anything, but I would tell myself, "Have fun, because this is as good as it's going to get." I miss the way things used to be; I miss elementary school, junior high, and freshman year. Perhaps eventually I'll ( Read more... )

I'M BACK FROM OREGON!

ps. OMG I got my hair cut really short and yeah.

My brother and I went to the Iceoplex last night. It was tons better than last time, mainly because I got to see a bunch of people I know. Not many people talked to me and stuff, but that's okay. I talked to the people I wanted to talk to. Tomorrow I'm leaving for Oregon. I'm coming back on Friday. I don't really want to go because I want to hang ( Read more... )

So, today at camp, this girl knocked over a bottle and guess what? THE BOTTLE WAS FULL OF FOOD COLORED COOKING OIL. And guess where it landed? ALL OVER MY PANTS! That ruled. DUH. I'm going to Oregon next week. Ugh. How can I be expected to finish my summer homework? WHATEV'Z. I QUIT LIFE.

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