11:04 p.m. [2003-02-20]

Yea...eventful day...unfortunately...

I found someone's diary today. And the notes about me were generally in the negative spectrum. Actually, they hurt pretty bad. I don't understand why, I try to see it but I don't. I don't get it.

Decievers, they hurt so much. You think you're great friends with someone. You think you know them well. You think they talk about you as a good friend who's fun to be around. You think everything's fine. But underneath it isn't. And when they don't tell you is the worst part of it all. Because they've tricked you and stabbed you.

So, here it all is. They story of my life is getting thinner and thinner as time passes. Less details, more details, it's all getting to be the general description of a distraught person who is completely lost. Or somewhat. Pretty close.

In happier news...I've used HTML design to manifest my sadness/hate/confusion/whatever. It's looking nicer than I expected: Sleep Now in the Fire. It's a cult movie shrine. Mostly for personal reasons, but I hope to help out people like me that like those movies and need answers all the time.

OTHER OCCURENCES:
:Why can't I eat?? *shoves food down throat* it just isn't going lately
:Sociology test was easy. Didn't need to study anyway
:Uh...I suck at guitar. Just can't figure it out
:I'm alone for the weekend!!! YEY! Only wish some people could come over :/