Thursday, May 2, 2013
The Lost Journal
In spite of going around in circles and losing trapper keepers and homework being torn up by my history teacher and not having any money for lunch, I did get to see JOHN TUCKER MUST DIE.
Kind of a fluke that it happened. I was with Janine and friends (who I never hang out with, but her Mom used to know my Mom and invited me over..and well, we went to see a movie).
I know what kind of guy I want. The guy like John Tucker's brother, "the other Tucker". Yeah, then I had to think about that guy the rest of the night.
God, I am a romantic. I hate that.
Anyway, the movie was waaaaaaaaay better than I expected.
Dad's still sleeping. I'm creeping around the kitchen. I made waffles, but I doubt he wants any.
I don't know if seeing Janine and her family was such a good idea. It makes me think of Mom, and I don't need that right now.
Anyway, its a Monday off. No babysitting. I should be happy. But at the moment it just feels hard to breathe...even if Jonas' Mom invited me over this afternoon for some picnic.
I want to go, but I don't. I'm not in the best mood, and I don't want to be in a bad mood when I'm there. She's so happy all the time.
I heard the crocodile hunter was killed by a stingray. That really shocked me, and I set there on the couch just thinking about it, shuttering. You know, how fragile life really is.
Man, I really need to snap out of this.