bubbles!
<< 1:41 a.m. - Sunday, Sept. 08, 2002 >>
i don't really know why i'm starting this journal...

why am i up at 1 am?

I can't find paper..

I'can't find a pen..

I can't find my mind when I need it..

Life feels so circular, i am trapped in some sort of bubble. everything I say and do keeps echoing around me. Its like that movie Groundhog Day, where that dude has to repeat the same day till he gets it right.

School is different. I hate it, but not as much. It just doesn't feel real yet..it hasn't solidified.

i wish i could begin to say this out loud...

more to work on i guess,

me