Sunday, August 27, 2006 // 9:28 PM

everyone loves amelia jane. says:
yeahh. they're going to be whiny. don't hit them on the head okay.

jeannette doesn't think i should be a psychologist.

i'm not unhappy, i can genuinely say that. so i should stop talking like i am. i've had a gloriously wasteful day. i've lost steam, and studied close-to-squat this entire week. today i played soduku, and a lot of piano, and sat around listening to music in the conc cells in church, with the lights out, trading barbs and guitar riffs with marcus. with marvin babbling half asleep, in the corner, hurhur.

my dear you've become. something i do.

today i choked back all the stuff that i felt had no place, in between us. wait a minute, let me forget, let me. let me try to feel absolutely nothing.