Just got back.
Had fun.
Lindice took us on a tour of the school she teaches at,
and it's just amazing.
I wouldn't mind going to school if I could go there.
Sure, there's uniforms...
but soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
many hot boys.
And a pool.
And a tennis court.
And an amazing view.
But of course, there isn't really anyway I'll
ever get to go there.
Kind of sucks, but that's the way it is.


Today was a good day.
I didn't have to think much,
just kind of fluttered around and
did mindless things.
It was easier today.
I thought about Tany,
and it didn't hurt as badly.
Maybe I was just out of it or something,
but IDK.
It's weird, but I try not to think of it that she isn't my friend.
I just kind of think about it like, she's just gone.
Which I probably shouldn't do,
but I don't know. It wasn't so much a thing I decided to
do, but more something that just came about and stuck.

I got a lot of good shots today.
I'll post them later, maybe.

Read Dollface's blog before writing this.
It ties into what I was thinking about last night before
going to bed when I felt a bit better.
I was just thinking like: "I wish all the blog posts except for
the one that matches how I feel at this exact moment could just
be deleted."
Because I'm not hurting all day.
Only frequently, in small doses, sort of.
Lately, anyway.
Sometimes I get those big awful spots,
but those usually come later.
I feel sort of happy, almost.
But then I just read that over, and I
really don't.
This is all so confusing,
it's no wonder I keep getting headaches.