I loved your memo, btw...

''It's not a memo, it's a mission statement.''

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

"Breathe"
[Music || Michelle Branch, "Breathe"]
These past couple of days have been, in a word, weird. I'm surrounded by people I care about and I laugh along... but I don't feel right. I don't know why, I need to set time aside for myself but I'm scared.

I'm not having fun for some reason. I feel lost all of a sudden and out of place. I feel like the only time I felt safe was in the classroom, by myself.

Summer school starts next week.

Sunday, June 06, 2004

"Crying Eyes"
[Music || Nelly Furtado, "Try"]
To honor change and get ourselves out of boredom, Helen and I went to buy hair dye. A subtle hair dye. Now I have the same hair color except with a shade of dark brown, espresso.

Today marked the end of something. I don't really want to talk about it. I feel sad and happy at the same time. To distract me, I went to ABC Plaza.