Blechy-poo
Tuesday, Mar. 19, 2002 10:16

I feel physically yucky today. I think I am feeling a little touch of PMS, which stinks. I also feel incredibly nervous about everything. All these thoughts pop into my head, and then I feel like I'm gonna vom. I don't understand why at all. And it doesn't help to be driving a car that is virtually a death trap.

I need to be hanging out with Tiffany! Perhaps I'll give her a call today and see what she's up to. We're going to Bangor on Friday. What's today? Tuesday. Right. Tonight I'm going to watch a movie ("Boys Don't Cry") in Floyd's room. Tomorrow is Survivor. Thursday is "The Laramie Project" in Floyd's room.

It's good to be able to spend time with Floyd. But I want to spend alone time with her. I want to talk. And I guess I'm kind of hoping and praying that Maggie will tell me that she's coming this weekend. But I am not expecting her to. And that means a couple of thing. The first thing it means is that I won't get to see her, which is ridiculous because I'll be here, a half hour from Floyd's house, where she will be. The second thing it means is that I won't get to hang out with Floyd...not like I would anyway. But I do want to hang out with her. Bah.

Things just aren't going the way they are supposed to. Tiffany! Play with me! She's the only one that I really want to see right now, that I haven't already seen.

I have to go to school soon...and lead an activity. I'm not too nervous about that. It's not really a big deal at all. It's all the other shit that gets in the way.

Why am I having such a crappy spring break? I need to fix this.