all over the place.

My eyes feel dry. It's 9:26 pm.

 I feel alone.

Alone because my friend has my phone, probably still over in Kennewick with her boyfriend. She has made no effort to get ahold of me what so ever in regards to my phone, and it makes me mad that I've had to not have it all day. I can't help but wonder who has texted me. Is this cell phone addiction? probably. I want to talk to Jacob but I know that I'll probably be talking to him a lot in the next week or so, so it doesn't matter. I wish Katelynn was here. She's still at wal mart. I hate wal mart.

Time seems like it's going by extremely slowly. I look around me and realize that this is the same place that I've been spending most of my time my entire life. That dining room is the exact same dining room where I had a birthday party in Kindergarden and everyone was running around wearing paper cat ears. The same dining room where my family all had Thanksgiving dinner shortly before my grandpa died. That ugly chandaleer has always been the same. There's one light that is noticeably brighter than the others. Under it is all of my scrapbooking stuff. I hope to get my scrapbook done by the end of the night.

But I doubt I will....

Tonight I'm going to do some pilates. Try to simultaniously exercise and relax. I hate exercising. Seriously, I can't help but wonder if other people are as obsessed with exercise as I am. Like I have to do some a day or I get depressed or irritated. I almost feel anxious. Like if I've been laying in one spot for a long time, doing some homework or studying.. my body will seem to tell me that I need to go do something

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This video has inspired me to maybe start making clay charms to sell. They're really adorable. I don't know if I would have the skill/patience to do so though. Still, could be a fun thing to do.

I don't want to write anymore...

yours
Emily