I'm going to stay in bed all day. Its necessary.
Last night was not pathetic, it ruled. except for the part when you were bumming hardcore.
I suppose that my obsession with almost famous has become a bit much. but its just because I relate.
You know, I only talked back yesterday because I think the silence is stupid. and I think you two are both freaked because now I'm not going to be the mediator next year. sucks.
here is an overdue apology to more than one person: I don't know why I do the things I do sometimes. Perhaps my moves seem calculated but they aren't. I just know people, and for my own entertainment I test the boundaries. which would explain the trail of wreckage I seem to leave in my wake. maybe I do it so I know how to pretend to feel something. maybe its a selfish ploy to further my acting training. whatever that bullshit reason is I apologize to at least three people. possibly four. possibly five.
I think its time to grow up a little bit, go downstairs, and make pancakes.
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