June 16, 2002 :: 6:35 p.m.
she's fallen from the hall of the mountain king
I was in a rather good mood when I got home (about 15 minutes ago), but now I just want to cry. Reasons will not be dispersed because I don't wish to expose my utter patheticness to the entire universe. *sigh* I wish I wasn't so dreadfully
me.
Hawk Mountain was pretty. Lexy (Carly's daughter) is a very sweet kid. I mean, I can actually take being around her; I enjoy it, even. So there's the heart attack-inducing statement of the day.
I'd intended to write quite a large entry, but now it seems pointless. Everything I wanted to talk about has either been forgotten or deemed unimportant. I'm going to count the dots on my ceiling or something.
back & forth
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