so the last couple days have been okay. thursday was lamey. i just went up to teenscope. dad got me my boots so that was pretty damn kickass. yesterday really was a good day. Written yesterday at 11:11 PM: Friday, March 24, 2006 Okay, so it wasn’t that Bad. Today was pretty good actually. They made a deal with me last night that if I go to school Monday and Tuesday that I could stay home today. I don’t remember if I wrote that down last night or not, but I don’t really feel like scrolling back up and finding out. So oh well I guess. But I got to sleep in a bit and woke up around 9:30 or something I guess. Randomly hung around for a while… ate some chocolate and played on mom’s guitar. It was okayishly in tune… and I can almost do the chord transitions smoothly. Emphasis on almost… Around 11 I guess, mom came in and told me to get ready and that we’d be setting off soon. So we got all ready and all that jazz and we set off for our voyage to park city. We stopped at Conoco to get a carwash. They sold me an expired limeade so I got a free exchange for a vault. Muahaha! Go us. I sat up front and played dj the whole time. we drove up Parley’s canyon and it was a lovely little drive. There is a shit load of snow up there still… we got off the freeway in Kimball Junction and drove around a bit looking for somewhere to eat. We ended up at a JBs in the lobby of a best western hotel. It was reallllly shitty, let me tell you. we made a conscious mental note that we would not be spending time or money there anymore. When we were done there, we went down the street to the factory stores village thing… I’m not really sure what else to call it. VANS was pretty easy to find, which was nice. So we walked in, and first off I asked them if they had any Kyleys in stock. The girl said they didn’t carry them anymore which kind of made me sad. So I wandered a bit trying to find something decent or that I I liked at all. It wasn’t easy. Some of them were cool but I didn’t like the color or they didn’t have my size. One of the cool ones were black and “gargoyle” gray. I liked them but the sizes went… 7 ½ and the next size was an 8 ½. I was beginning to get annoyed when I was looking at the clearance sale wall or whatever it was and there still wasn’t much cool there to go for. So mom came over and watched me in my frustration and then called the girl over again and asked what would be closest in style and fit to a Kyley. She recommended either Bashas or GIas. The bashas were pretty comfy, they just didn’t come in totally black. Then she found me a pair of the GIas in size 8. I took one shoe and compared it to one of my vans ones. The bottoms match PERFECTLY. Same contours and design and everything. And they really are quite comfortable. I didn’t like the bashas as much so I decided to take the gias instead. There were these really cool red and black checkered slip ons that I liked so I took them and tried them on. They fit wonderfully as well and made me happy. So I ended up with two lovely pairs of shoes and Tony got one too. Then we left and drove around, nothing really to our liking, so we went across the highway and looked at what was there, same kind of thing. Mom decided we were going to actually go to PARK CITY, so we got on the highway and headed for main street. There’s a mount aire café there. I thought it closed. The one in Kamus did anyway. So that was kind of weird. Main street was cool. It brings back memories, although mom says I haven’t been there since I was only a few months old. That makes me laugh… because I usually have a pretty damn good memory. We went back to Kimball junction and got starbucks and sat outside in the gorgeous weather and drank our coffee and watched the skiers come down the slopes, moving at what seemed a speed of which paper would glide through the air. It was so beautiful outside. We decided we were done there pretty soon after, so we left and headed back down the canyon. The runaway trucks scare the shit out of me… or the story that mom told. The drivers in utah are fucking stupid and I hate them usually. I also don’t particularly care for going down the canyon. I hate when my ears need to and or wont pop. Airplanes too I guess. But they are funner than streets and inclines so yeah. There are so many good memories of travel up the mountains and stuff. I really hope we can go to Seattle for spring break. I don’t think its going to happen, but you never know. Miller thinks it would be good for me to get out of the state. So if we don’t go to Seattle, I hope we can go to like Vegas or something fun like that. Tony wanted to go to Hightland cyclery to get this kit, and I watned to go to best buy to get cd things. They didn’t have the kit there that he wanted so he was all put out. So we went down to 21st and down to the best buy. It smells so strange in best buy stores and I can’t quite identify what it is or why it smells and feels like that. I immediately headed for the cds. I grabbed Hawthorne If only you were lonely, Heroine (FFTL), and Life on the murder scene (MCR). I wandered… had it in my mind to buy Peter, Paul, and Mary, but they had nothing in any of the places I expected it to be, which made me mad and sad at the same time. I found Weezer, even though they didn’t have the rob zombie cd with foxy foxy on it. I felt like kind of meh about most of it. I found a couple soundtracks, and Hinder was on sale so I got that. I chose Chicago over grease. In retrospect, lovely idea. Mom found me and I showed her what I found. I ended up with Chicago, FFTL, mcr, and hinder. Almost got the sixth princess diaries instead of MCR. But I knew that if I got it now I’d read that instead of reading Wuthering Heights which I am supposed to read at least an hour of each day. Tony got another game for his computer. Mom bought bedknobs and broomsticks, aristocats, princess bride, and something called the gnome mobile. I am curious but frightened at the same time… oh well. We checked out. Blasted Chicago on the way home. Mom is glad I got it too. We stopped at sev and got food. Watched aristo when we got home. I finished eating and just sort of went, “sigh… I should probably go do my homework now huh?” mom agreed, so I did everything I’d planned on doing today. Except the second hour of reading. I had planned for today, the tobacco ad, both journals, thermo-chemistry illustration, two pages of math, and two hours of reading. I did all but the second hour. I was so exhausted by the time I finished the first that the thought of doing the second one and reading until 10:30 disgusted me and made me want to roll over and close my eyes and just fall asleep. I listened to Hinder. It is good. Yay! Hung in the living room for a while. Took awesome pictures of myself holding the labyrinth orb on my wall. Hhehe. It makes me laugh. Iris went inside when I took my shoes out to try them on and make sure they were all good. She just started attacking me and the shoe box. I love that cat so much. We goofed around. I got extremely tired, so I took a shower and took my meds and came in here. I watched part of the murderscene diary, which is really good, but I decided that I really did need to write about today.. And the fact that even though today was insanely fabulous, I still feel kind of down, I’m still incredibly more satisfied when I can bleed and feel something besides emotional turmoil and pain and all that siht. I don’t get to go back to teenscope until Wednesday. It kind of sucks. And I can’t have the checkered shoes unless I go to school on both Monday and Tuesday. Damn my mother and her wicked insurance. Hooray for my new music though. Only one I watned that I didn’t’ get. So hehehe. I will download the songs tomorrow if I can figure out what all is on it and yeah. But I am exhausted. My eyes are drooping as I type. Why is it that whenever I end up expressing myself here that I totally feel drained and exhausted? I don’t know. Oh well. I am fucked there.