I don't know, it's weird. with me, I just. I can't figure myself out lately. I don't even know what I'm thinking, feeling, or doing half the time.
Whether you win or you lose isn't going to change a single thing .
Everything just seems really confusing now a days. My grandmother's unceasing yells aren't even sinking in half the time. Even though I do have a reason to be mad at her. Her and her fucking infiltrations of my mind. Ripping out pages from my sketch book. It makes me horrifyingly angry. But.. Yeah.
Tonight I'm going out with friends for dinner and a movie. We'll see Borne Identity, just to remark about how lovely Matt Damon is. -Nod.- Should be fun, I guess. Yeah, it will be. bringing the video camera to capture the funnier moments. Not of the movie, because that'd be bootlegging. Which is wrong.
Soon I'll be going away to that program. To teach little kids how to horseback ride. Up at that camp thing, I should saydown.. down in West Virginia until August 16th.
Speaking of that. Anyone want me to write them an actual snail mail letter? Comment. And I'll email you with my address there, and get yours back. - Nods. - Not that anyone really wants one. :P
Okay, going to go. Life is short.
I miss my mom.