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My god. I'm so tired. It's probably that I'm PMSing and I'm suffering from that stupid fatigue thing. I don't even want to go downstairs and grab something to eat though I've been sleeping up here in my room all day - it's almost three-thirty. I'm horrible. Haha. So, I've been in a writing mood I just don't know what I want to put down on the paper. I told you guys in an EDIT in my last journal (I just almost called a journal a paper, like a class paper, and then I misspelled journal on top of it... fail) that I'd be redoing Daemon and bringing that back. Lately, I'm just feeling... Idk. My brain isn't working and I can't think of an intelligent word for how I've been feeling. Stupid fatigue. Fuckin' PMS....

Anyway. My best friend is turning into an epicwhore. I'm kind of mad about it but I've also reached the point where I'm just kind of like, "Yeah, fuck you too" about it. She won't listen to anyone and she's convinced this is the only way to get over her "epic love" Aaron. What. The fuck. Ever. She probably wasn't ever really in love with him anyway, but I'm pissed off and a skeptic. It's retarded. So, randomly letting guys put their hands in your pants is going to make you feel better about your damn exboyfriend? The hell? I mean, last night she let a twenty-four year old finger her - which might strike some of you as too vulgar to be saying but note that I'm too tired to give a damn about that. She's being so retarded. She won't listen to me so frankly, I'm just going to let her fall on her ass and then when she's trying to get back up, I might even be mean enough to ask her what it's like to realize you're a selfish fucking bitch.

That's really bitchy but she doesn't even care that she's got all her friends worried sick over her. She's just going to keep doing what she wants, like she always does. So yeah. After a while of having her disregard everyone until the last minute, when her life has gone to shit, I'm fucking sick of it. I'm gonna let her fall on her ass, and I'm not helping her back up this time. She never listens to me, and then when everything crashes, she comes to me and expects me to clean it up. I feel like the fucking maid, watching an epic frat party, and then when it's over, someone just looks at me and says, "Well? Aren't you going to clean it?" It's so ridiculous. So much for best friend. She's being ridiculous and it's pissed me off for the last time. As of right now, I don't care anymore. She can do whatever she wants and fuck up her life however she pleases. After all, like she told me last night - Her body. Her life. Not my business. So if that's the case - it's not my business to clean it up either.

In better news... Mike admitted to Mom in a letter the other day that he misses home. He's even a little homesick for the animals and the dog, especially, got on his nerves. He misses the two older cats, but the baby gets on his nerves a bit. (She was in heat and pissed on his bed. XDDD I still laugh about it) At least now she's fixed and he doesn't have to worry about epic rapage from her when he gets home.

Yesterday, I realized something... I'm barely three years from being twenty years old. I know, I know, three years is still a long time. But I was online, talking to my bestie Rachel (now THERE is a best friend for you <3333) and we both were flipping through channels and we saw Annie the Orphan playing on ABC. Now, I don't know if it was playing for you guys, and I don't know if it's honestly been this long since it's been on YOUR television, but this is true for me. So I IMed her and was like, "Shit, man. I feel old." and she asked why and I told her, "Because I'm old enough to be able to say, "Shit man, I haven't seen this movie played in a decade." I really haven't seen Annie since I was about seven years old - I swear. It's been that long for me. It was a real flashback for me to watch it. How crazy is that feeling when you look at something and you realize it's been as long as ten years since you've seen it, heard it, or looked at it?

It kind of made me realize that... I'm really not a kid anymore. Huh. So, is this what growing up feels like?

Mmm... So, my head is splitting open from the temples so I think I'm going to go grab some excedrine migraine and a big bowl of chicken noodle soup. =] Love you guys. Thanks for reading.

Scaring Small Children,
Kennedy

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