Please don't leave me!
Hearing: the hum of the computerWearing: A Valparasio University Tee with paint from my room and pj pants with bras and underwear on them
Feeling like: Someday when I'm awfully low, and the world is cold. I will feel a glow just thinking of you, and the way you look tonight
Friday, May. 03, 2002
Sleep calls to me like an old friend.Exaustion envelops me like a blanket just out of the dryer.
Boredom looms ahead like an erie fog.
Lust flows in my viens like a taunting child.
What I think does not count.
What I feel does not matter.
What I see is not real.
What I hear is silence, nothing but silence.
Sara is coming over tomorrow to help me with my Algebra. Lord Save us all!
I have to put together the drama scrapbook this weekend.
I have to survive this week.
