posted on June 27, 2002 @ 6:05 pm
sarah playing dave mirra freestyle bmx
it's really cute listening to my eight-year-old sister singing "what i got" by sublime, playing a bmx game. she still listens to aaron carter, but maybe there is some hope. knock on wood. da-amn, she just did some sweet moves. she: "past the train is the only place you can get more than a 520 spin. extreme spin! that's the highest you can get!"
i'm getting sick, allergies with a cough. i feel like crap. this isn't good, considering i already feel like shit in the head. i've also got a headache which was not aleviated by aleve. last time it was, but i guess that's because i fell asleep. i woke up at 7:30 a.m. and cleaned and stuff, took a nap from 11:30-12:45, then got up and finished laundry. i talked to shannon for a bit. she said she's going to warped tour this weekend in houston and staying with her azn luva doug. lol. anyway, i had to tell her who was playing so she could tell her parents when she got back, to make it seem like she had interest in going. since she woke me up and i felt cruddy, i just told her pretty much everyone on drive-thru. she said she'd research it. anyway, the point of that story was (before the shannon antecdote) it's weird getting up at 7:30 a.m. and going about my day. i did take a nap from 3:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. since i feel like dying; it's rainy outside, too, so i don't feel like moving at all.
jon hasn't called me today, nor have i called him. i'm temporarily boycotting him, at least until i feel better both inside and out. his issues make him all distant anyway, and that just makes me feel worse.
sooo, i'm going to try to convince my parents to watch pi tonight. doug asked if it was good, with some interest in his voice, and i said yes. after that, i'll inform them, they need to watch requiem.
i guess that's all for now. i wanted to write something profound about killing myself, but i know i get to go back to austin in a month and a half; i'm just waiting it out. i just wish i could murder someone with a job. i still hate all of them (still except for owen). i need a sugar daddy. lol. gee, i feel like puking. shouldn't have eaten icing...
"please tell me you're just feeling tired because if it's more than that, i feel that i might break. out of touch, out of time."
<3, chelsea.
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