*monday, january 1 (2001)
Feel so obligated to write in the "2001". Actually, that's the first time I've written it today! I hate naps. They're so evil. Aaron agrees with me, I think, cause he expressed something about how his nap this afternoon broke his brain. I wish, and don't slap me for saying this cause I LOVE my house but stil, that my house weren't so big. You'd know if you lived here- it's so super-creepy. I always think there are ghosts that are going to eat me on the long hallway down to the bathroom on the 2nd floor. And it's just really... big and open. Take Giulia's house for example, it's so easily navigated in the dark, and not scary at ALL- really cozy 'n' shit- but it's still nice and large. Maybe she actually gets scared too at night, and I wouldn't know. Maybe I'm just lying when I say I'm not afraid of the dark. Plus this faery book, Good Faeries/ Bad Faeries, I'm reading... It's making me go crazy. Seriously, now, I've tried so hard to see faeries. And I almost almost ALMOST got it, once this afternoon. But I couldn't quite bridge the gap. It's rough- it's like opening yourself up really wide and yet erasing all fears at once while trying to connect with the earth... It's cracked out, I know, but what the hell else am I gonna do with my holidays...?
Aliens try to speak through my speakers when I'm at the computer... Yar, cause I fiddle with the volume and the bass and the treble, and nothing works. It just keeps on crackling and getting louder and louder. Diana told me she fears llamas, but I think she was joking. Um, okay, that commercial for the Playstation game with the llama in it is INCREDIBLY SAD. I don't know why, but it makes me want to cry. Um, I miss Julian so much. It's so annoying that he's gone, cause now I have nothing to do. Raah, happy new day, everyone. Now it's the 2nd. I ALWAYS do these at night and they're ALWAYS the day before the clock sez they are. Grr, I dun wanna get up and have to go to my room cause a)i'm not sleepy, and b)i em afraid of the dark. I want some cake... from a box. Box on the run. Fish in the garberator. See, if Julian were here, he'd laugh. Oh dear, I've become one of those freaky people with the weird phrases that make no sense to other people but make me die laughing. Ah well, it couldn't be helped. I just wish I had those with everyone.
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