TWO TIMES. three times.

Hmm...wonderful surprise today. Chisler and her guest appearance, and I was just thinking that it's been awhile since ya'll have been to my house or San Jose, or that I've even been here myself. Or that "home" is here. Or that that's the way I think.

I think the thing about change is that it's hard to accept, hard to do, and hard to think about. It's easy to plan. But harder to execute. When people change, you can only think of who they were, and the image of them as they are now has to grow on you. Pretty tough. Same goes with one's self. Act like I know all the answers. But I don't.

Crazy SVU and crazy characters and storylines.

Damn, don't wanna work tomorrow. Or actually in a couple hours. Fuck. If I sleep early I can get at most 7 hours. Which means not washing the dishes. But it's so messy. So. Another sleepy day ahead tomorrow. I don't even know what time I get off...gah.

I find myself walking around the house scared of my dad...thinkin' maybe he knows something about my grades...which of course will cause me to jump out a window or something, rather than try to explain to him why, because there really isn't a good reason. There really isn't a good reason for anything. So don't ask why...because I don't think I could give you an answer that makes sense.

Tired. But I took a long nap earlier. Well...two and a half hours. Heh. Well goodnight.