je veux disparaitre
yeah. that was the decorating plan for my room sunday evening. materials inculded red marker and my walls. i guess i kind of went crazy. the past week has been dumb. every week is dumb. wednesday night i went to the hospital. i was there for a lot of hours. i went back friday. then a show saturday night. half fun half not. met sam and greg. i can't remember the name of their band, but they're nice... i met them for 2 minutes. they live in boulder. i might go say hi to them some time. dustin was being dumb and not taking me home until 2. he didn't want to leave his girlfriend. she's... too young. it was okay to see all the s.c. people again, but not fun or wonderful like going home and seeing the best person in the world again. so sunday came and i wasted the day until i wanted to do stuff. then my mom drove me crazy and i had to redecorate. then i talked to james and realized once again that there's no reason for me to be here. *there is no happy here* more realization of the rediculousness of me being here came yesterday after my mom threw a 10 gallon jug of water at my brother. i came home a few minutes after and no one was around, but there was about an inch of water on our kitchen floor and my mom was frantically cleaning the upstairs bathroom. i didn't really understand what was going on... she said, "do you mind cleaning up the kitchen.." then she left. i told her that i did, in fact, mind, but still cleaned. it took a while and i almost broke my back, but you know... it had to be done. later i drove my mom to the airport to pick up her friend. that took too long and then they went to the grocery store forever. bell's ringing. i'll write more later.
- posted by angela @ 2:25 PM