Her majesty's a pretty nice girl, but she doesn't have a lot to say.

Well, here it is. It's all so bittersweet. I'm kinda sad, mostly relieved. Feeling under appreciated is never a good feeling. Wanting to be wanted is never a good feeling.

I'm really apprehensive about waking up early for class. I'm just not interested. I don't want to do anything. I wish this weekend could continue to extend. It'd be nice.

Today was just a fog. I was there but not so much. My mind was not at all in one place. I just float.

Hopefully, with classes and such, I can just become super busy and this will all pass much faster than I expect. Well, I know I will become busy within the next week but me getting over this, well...

Diana McNeill: you are an amazing friend and I really cannot thank you enough for speaking truth to me. And for letting me rant and explode. And yell. And cuss. And cry. You're my sister and know exactly how to make me feel better, always. You're a wonder.



This chair is so useful. I want you. Read and go.