I cried for hours. I'm really not sure why. I even asked myself Why am I crying? while I was crying. The best I could come up with is because there was nobody there to sit with me and I knew they were sleeping, but I couldn't remember How did my mom find me last time? Should I go up to get her? Is that a bad idea? I decided it was, and I just cried till about 2 AM, and then I just stopped. And fell asleep. I was just so darn lonely. I was violently sobbing. I hung a lot of pictures on my wall. It looks nice. But a lot of them fell because I was hanging them with pretty much a piece of tape each. Heavy pictures.
And so yeah. I was tired, it was gonna be a long day. I napped, I drooled through CA, which was studying recipes. I did my homework. Spanish, who knows? Biology I drew a zebra and we made graphs. History my teacher said people keep asking about my pictures! I'm so ridiculously happy about it. He asked me to write my name on them next time becasue people kept asking about them. And later I was all excited and told steve to go see them and he apparently has a class in that room and today a girl took it down to see if there was a name on it. They aren't amazing or anything, just bold, pen drawings. I've got really nice pens. Signo RT's. I love them. I have a whole basket of them. I am compulsed to draw with them because I just love the way the ink sparkles. Yes. Went to my physical after school, after I played Zelda. Then I went to steve's. We watched UP and I cried like a baby when Ellie died. It literally always gets me. I'm getting sad thinking about it. But yes, it's late.