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It's so very quiet in my house

Dec 06, 2009 - 0 comments
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silence

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waking up

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parents

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jon

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breakfast

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cell phone

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pictures

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ice blue chocolate

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the hunchback of notrephone

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mom

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NV3

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fragile

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Weight

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christmas shopping

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steve

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incense burner

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wii golf

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ocarina

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fruit drinks

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steak

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tummy ache

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fighting

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argueing

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50 First Dates

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ferretes



It was when I woke up, and it is now. I kept waking up and the silence sounded like music to my ears. A sad, sickening music. I had to get up and investigate. My parents were missing. Out shopping, actually. I fed myself and read and sent pictures off my phone. They came home and stuff and then I had to keep sending for what felt like forever, not finishing till we were literally arriving at the mall. My mom's car seems to be croaking again. I am worried for her. I got a new phone. I balked at the last moment and went with the NV3. Not the touch. I'm fragile. Oh, I didn't mention my mom weighed me today. I have this odd feeling it'll become a normal ritual, here. I may start carrying rocks around or something off. It's just awkward. Clocked in at 112, though.

Christmas shopping. Steve got an incense burner, a Wii golf thingy, and got me an ocarina =D. I failed at shopping. I love my ocarina though. Mom got us drinks. Mine was sour, but I liked it anyways. We ate steak, and it was really good. My stomach has a wierd feeling like always after steak, but I really like it. And it was good. My parents started fighting after, and I just pretend I don't hear it, when I'm in the next room with no door. Steve too. Jon always did. What are we gonna do? I don't know. We watched 50 First Dates. My ferrets played. It was a productive day, in my book.

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