i am hanging on every word you say @ 3:19 p.m. on 01.09.2003

Yesterday I turned 17.

Tommy came back yesterday, and called me about 1/2 an hour after he got home from the airport. He went to school today, but I was late in the morning (way late). I saw him at lunch, but I kept my distance because I didn't want him to see me. Ugh, not today. I had a real big "ugly" day. So, tomorrow. It needs to stop being cold so I can dress decently!

Christmas Eve was... pretty bad. I spent most of the night crying and secluded either on the bathroom floor or in the car. I couldn't handle it. It felt like when I was in there I couldn't breathe, the pressure against me was too strong for me. So I hardly spent time with anyone. But that's in short, and I don't want to go into detail about something so long ago.

Song of the Day: "17" by Mandy Moore.

the past & the future

past × note × book