It's what? Sunday morning now, past midnight. So it's the 19th.
Yeah, well yesterday, the 18th...a couple hours ago.
Another awkward experience, not wishing to elaborate in an online journal. Kinda can't elaborate anyways.
I need to get off of Gaia for a day or two or...something. My mind is just totally messed up beyond...anything, and there's no one to talk to about it, especially at 12 something in the morning.
Well...now I am in pain. No pain pills, I'm at my dad's house. Lumpy futon and all. Later today I shall have to clean, for the guests are going to arrive tomorrow at my mom's house...or...Monday, whatever.
I'm waaay out of it right now. And I don't get it. If I am not ugly then why do I feel so bad right now? Oh yeah. The awkward experience s**t.
I need to go to bed, or get hit by a hammer and then tossed in the river.
And then fall into an eternal slumber, never to bother anyone again. Never to wait stupidly for something that's never going to happen.
Bye Journal.
Iklbug Community Member 
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