People are mad I tell you...
Written @ 11:39 p.m. on 2002-08-09

Writing is waning...

I'm not finding myself compelled to write in this nearly as much as when it started out. I'm sure that's common and what not, and I'm sure it'll only get worse when things get even more busy in my life--which I hope to happen any time now...

I've noticed the decline in entries in my fellow friends diaries as well, I wonder if it's a lack of things to talk about, lack of time or just all together a lack of interest. Ah well, it is just for shits and giggles anyways.

Family, family, family...

Well, my cousin Brad was here for a week a couple weeks ago and that was a great time. It was amazing to see how much he'd grown and changed as a person from his Native American studies and such and I find I feel even closer to him as a family member than ever. It's really nice to have him as such a big brother type figure. We did a lot that week, went to a museum, a waterpark, movies, checked out the campus, malls, etc... I just wish all the family could live closer together instead of on opposite ends of the fucking country.

My Auntie Lou and Uncle Kent came down only days after Brad left. I drove up to Phoenix to pick them up and escorted them around town the next day. They rented a car and drove down to Morenci where my cousin (their son) went missing a couple months ago and are coming back this Saturday. I've been contemplating whether it's better for Jeff (my missing cousin) to be missing or to know that he's dead. He's been out of my life for a couple years now so perhaps it is easier for him to just remain missing...but on the other hand it is annoying not to know anything for sure...to endlessly wonder...I just try not to think about it.

As for the family right here, I find I hate my little brother more and more. He's just one of the worst human beings I've ever known, I don't know how we got related. He's so spoiled and rotten it's incredible. I just try not to think about that as well, otherwise I'd bitch slap the boy every day and that would just hurt my hand too much...

Escape...

In a week I'm leaving for California to visit Shea and I'm really excited! I'm flying out to LAX and she's going to pick me up and I hope to catch Molly while I'm there as well. It'll be so wonderful to escape the family for a week and get back to California. I miss it so much. I'll be there for the last week before school starts, man where did this summer go...???

Speaking of school, I'm still looking forward to the change that it'll bring. I'm looking forward to finding out about my new classes...attending the Theatre ones, ditching the rest...I still can't believe they put me in the honors program...what were they thinking?

I'm also looking forward more and more to my birthday. I've talked to Molly finally and I told her about it and I'm really crossing my fingers that she'll make it. I wont hold my breath because it is Molly, but I'll still hope for the best. It also looks pretty definite that Shea will be able to make it down. I've also told Kirsten and she says she can make it, now all I have to do is tell everybody else in town...I swear, I'll get around to it soon...

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