so my mom is forcing us to go down the shore and stay at my grandmother's for eight fucking days. horrible.

like, i know she gets lonely a lot cause it's only been a year since my grandfather died. so i don't have any right to blame her. but i'm missing so much stuff with my friends next week that i wanna do, and i can't. so i guess that makes me pretty selfish, and i feel guilty every time i think about it.

i guess i care about myself too much sometimes.

whatever... i'll bring my camera and that makes everything alright :] and perhaps my notebook, cause i really need to write. garrett kind of inspired me with his freeform poems, god dammit. uhhh what else. maybe some drawing? i duno, creativity i guess. but samiiiii's coming down so that makes it awesome cause i love her to death. and if worse comes to worse i'll chill with my buh-rother.

tomorrow i'm going to a shindig which should be cool. i'll see some people i guess... i don't know how that's going to go. i think a lot... so i'm really suspicious of people. yeah, i know, i'm an ass. but i go through too much shit in my social life to trust people anymore. its so weird... i wish i was in seventh grade again when we were all one big family. why can't it be like that anymore...

i probably seem angry right now.

yet i'm not. don't have to go to the shore til sunday, so i'm kind of lackadaisical about it right now. and maybe i don't trust people, but that's how it is. but i'm not angry. i promise you.

i had a wonderful last day of class and a wonderful night at the mall with my friends.

did anyone see the "they only come out at night" picture? i really love that one. just thought id tell you all that.

la la la. good night.