Wednesday, October 13, 2004
I feel really... wierd. I dunno. Not bad, but not good, either.
I still can't find my phone. I'll kick the ass of whoever took it, goddammit. That's my phone!
Like I said, I'm feeling wierd.
I may talk to Karen at Buffalo Point and ask her if I can work only Fridays and Saturdays. I think mom's right, I am working too much. I hardly have time for myself, much less anything else.
I got home from Perkins at 12:30am. I did not wake up till 7:30ish, and I had to scramble to get to school on time. And then it rained, and messed with my hair and fucked up what gel I had put in it. Now it feels (and probably looks) dirty. Fleh.
That funny feeling hasn't gone away. I guess I'm antsy or something, but I dunno anymore. I still want to kill Justin, but I think I can finally stay in the same room with him without glaring or snapping or being an overall grumpy bitch.
Maybe. I'll have to see at 7th period.
I still can't find my phone. I'll kick the ass of whoever took it, goddammit. That's my phone!
Like I said, I'm feeling wierd.
I may talk to Karen at Buffalo Point and ask her if I can work only Fridays and Saturdays. I think mom's right, I am working too much. I hardly have time for myself, much less anything else.
I got home from Perkins at 12:30am. I did not wake up till 7:30ish, and I had to scramble to get to school on time. And then it rained, and messed with my hair and fucked up what gel I had put in it. Now it feels (and probably looks) dirty. Fleh.
That funny feeling hasn't gone away. I guess I'm antsy or something, but I dunno anymore. I still want to kill Justin, but I think I can finally stay in the same room with him without glaring or snapping or being an overall grumpy bitch.
Maybe. I'll have to see at 7th period.
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