Dear Diary, My head is fuzzy. And I don't mean my hair. Inside. It's all... fuzzy. Colds are so weird. And tiring. And icky. I drove to Idaho Falls today with my mom. It was fun, I guess, but my head was just the TINIEST bit fuzzy still, so... it wasn't that fun. Anyway. We drove up there to pick up my Grandma. She's staying with us for the next two weeks... SIGH. Not that I don't love my Grandma, but... Well, most people have NORMAL grandmothers. I don't. I mean, she's normal, but... She has dementia, so she asks the same questions fifty bajillion times, and then she makes random untactful comments like "you keep your figure slim! i didn't want to say anything in front of everyone, but..". It sounds nice, but it isn't. Hard to explain. Anyway. She's just never been that "loving grandmother" type. In fact, I've never had any "loving grandparent" types. Well. I guess when I was little. But my grandpa died and my other grandpa.. well.. I think of him as "Don" not grandpa. I didn't even know him until I was... 13? maybe 14. Anyway. My other grandma does love me, but she's got problems of her own, so can't really be that storybook grandmother who bakes cookies and calls you up just to chat. I have NO idea why I wrote that all down. *shrugs* I guess sometimes I just wish I had grandparents that loved and had time for me. BUT MOVING ON! Guess what! I start Cache High on January 18th, 2006. And Guess what! I am WAY freaked out. Like seriously. I have NO idea what it's going to be like, or if I'll make any friends, or if I'll like the classes and everything. I'm like 20 times more nervous than when I started SV. Which makes sense, i guess, but still... I think that's all I have to say. I guess. Life is going okay, for the most part. Which, relative to awhile ago, means life is going GREAT. Still doesn't feel like that all the time, but, you do what you can. I hope everyone... is happy... And if not... I hope you can find some way to lighten your burden. If you can't do that, either, well, come talk to me! Love, Lisa Ann