...[Wake up little sue-z wake up]...
11:07 a.m. - 2004-02-16
...[Wake up little sue-z wake up]...
11:07 a.m. - 2004-02-16
Everything felt like a dream.
Nothing changed though. The house still had the same noises. The old wood creaks at night; like its crying out for help. The street lamp outside my window shown through and left the same image lingering on the wall since i was 11. Too feel the oddness of familiarality wasnt quit what i thought it would be.
i didnt sleep until 6am. I dont have a computer at the other place. So i was in my glory day last night. Im going to try to convince my mother to let me come back here and go to sleep, then maybe i can get more internet access. I hope.
My throat kills.
You have no idea what the pain is like.
Side note: the good thing is that im barely eating anything due to the fact that i can just about swallow my own saliva.
+sigh+
I cannot wait until i get my own place. I will really deserve it though; considering all the living arrangements i have had to endure.