You'll have no idea what I'm talking about here, I'm sorry
Thursday, Dec. 13, 2001 23:19

Generally when I'm really emotional, I tend to not write anything right away.

I'm really emotional.

I don't know what is going to come out here.

I'm very very frustrated, slightly disgusted, teary, disappointed, lost...

This doesn't need to have an effect on me. Tonight was not something that happened to me. And I hate that I'm doing this, and defeating the purpose of a diary, but I'm going to respect her privacy.

I tried to leave...she wouldn't let me. I could have left. She didn't do much to stop me really. But, I didn't want to leave. Why should I have? I didn't want to leave when I did. I wanted to fall asleep, so perfectly comfortable, after laughing about silly anectdotes with a good friend. I wouldn't have stayed anyway though. I've only slept there twice, I think. And with her next to me, I wouldn't have slept.

There's a good song on the radio. I don't know what it is though, since I've been without my CYY lately. Boston stations suck. Portland is where it's at.

The voice of reason spoke tonight. And it came as a thorn in my side, but I welcome it either way. Now that it has had time to fester a little.

I got more hugs tonight than I can remember in one night. Damn, I have missed that so much!

I want to go to Gorham next week. I hope that I can do that.

Lunch in Floyd's room tommorrow *BIIIG SIGH* (good sigh)

TJ Maxx, and concert.

Don't want to work...but is necessary. Must keep positive view. Must stop sounding like Bridget Jones.

I want to be apologized to.

I feel like I'm owed an apology. I'm not going to say whether or not I really am.

"My Sacrifice" is on. I like it.

CYY is back in my life! :-)

I don't know what to do with myself now...