Something...

I was going to update about the day I had, but since I have pictures, I'll do that tomorrow...

I guess right now I'm just thinking.

Thinking about...about...feh...

I'm not even entirely sure what's going on in my head.

I'd been watching a movie after Pam and I came home, and she was on the computer. Matt PMed, and I happened to catch part of thier conversation. He mentioned something about denial. ANd how worried he was about me.

Now I'm worried. Am I so far in denial that I don't even know it?

Today we found a store, can't remember the name. It was like Lane Bryant for plus sized teenagers and young adults. Popular styles, mostly goth. As we were leaving, I thought to myself "I should tell Mom!"

Five minutes later I had to remind myself that I couldn't tell her.

How am I dealing? I don't even know that.

Pam's asleep on my bed. She's leaving tomorrow. Then I'll be here alone agian. Eventually I'll have to move out. Mike might take me in.

BTW...FLCL is offically the strangest thing I have ever seen. Ever.

Eh...so awake...so brain fucked...