I feel considerably numb. A bit dizzy, but it's alright.
The adults left this morning to go and see Nana and Papa up in the mountains. Hay and I stayed home because we're both sick. Her physically, though. I feel bad for my sister. She's been sick for a while now.
This 'new' room feels nice; fresh. Icy colored.
I can't wait to start college. To get out and make friends will be nice. A long needed antidote, I guess. Seeing Mrs. G will be good, too. Such a wonderful lady.
Roscoe grovels a lot. It's like he goes into a state of hypnosis when he lies down on his back. He's a good boy, but a bad boy, too. He's an escape artist; whenever he runs across the street I just let him. No use in stopping him. Maybe he'll get hit like Bella did, survive, and never ever go out into the street again. Roscoe you rascal.
I can't wait to start college...only half a year to go. I can't wait to have a social life again.
I wonder when Hay is starting...since she's done with high school and all.
This long hair is annoying the crap out of me, too. It'll feel great to rid myself of it.
A complete change will be nice.
Hay is cheering me up with these ridiculous videos.
She says this one reminds her of me. For the win...lmao
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Hey! Luv that video! Where on earth did u find it?
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