You will find the gate that's open
2008-05-25 - 9:21 p.m.

"Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die."

I'm finding that to be pretty true.

I've been pretty depressed since Thursday.
It actually happened while we were watching Indiana Jones. I'm pretty sure it had absolutely nothing to do with the movie, or at least there weren't any obvious triggers.

I need a Kathy Griffin marathon or something, instead of Gossip Girl.

I really wish I could live with Libby for the summer. Mainly because I just...don't want to be in this house.
But Libby has neither internet nor cable. This is certainly a problem for me, and probably the only thing withholding from doing so.

I keep typing things and then deleting them.

I keep showing everyone 'my future husband' aka Justin Bowen, and am like "Look! He's such a babe!"
...Pretty sure I haven't even had any direct contact with the boy, but whatev, it's a good laugh.
Well the husband part, the babe part isn't a joke, because...well srsly, the boy's gorgeous.

I actually kind of wanted to go to Margaret's open house today with Da, see Tay and Katie J, but I really need to conserve as much as possible.

I was planning on growing my hair out as long as possible and then getting it cut to shape it and such, but...I'm not so sure I want to do that anymore.
I think if my eye wasn't a deciding factor, I would actually keep it short.
And really, I'm going back on what I wanted because I'm already...tired of looking androgynous.
Like honestly, I'm pretty sure when Da and I were at dinner last night, and the prom kids were sitting by us, one of them turned around to look at me to determine if I was a boy or a girl.
I don't know what to do with it.
I still want it brown, though.

I find that when I'm sad, I indulge in nostalgia.
Well, happy nostalgia.

Sorry this is all so emo.

I need some clothes.

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