Yesterday was okay. Last easter was profiled on a different journal. things were quite different. It makes me laugh in some pitiful way. Easter always sucks in its own special little way. I got to sleep in my own bed at my own house. With my own cat. I woke up to this insane light pouring into my bedroom. my purple walls and my sky ceiling. it was really quite nice. it felt fresh, and strange. it was obviously easter. sat around with my mom and we watched disney movies. Tony woke up and we searched for our baskets. Tony begged for hard clues. if we hadn't helped him he never would have even found it. Mine were lyrics. i feel so childish searching for an easter basket. But the candy is always a welcome treat. And there was some fabulous stuff in it. Including my book and this cute little wire-y flower. I made them pancakes. they actually tasted good. luck of the draw I guess. Hung around in my room, took a shower, searched for books and shit. We got bored so we got dressed and went to find people. we couldn't find the fucking hutchings, which pissed us off pretty bad. so we just went to grandmas. i looked so weird yesetrday. so.. un me. i figured i'm never going to wear the shit again, so i just wore some jeans and a tank top and that gay little lacy sweater. Only one black thing. Sara would be proud. I don't know why things are strange. My diary is all fluffy and bright now. ooh woopdeedoo. Grandma liked the way i looked which was kind of creepy. it was really windy yesterday. we found out that the hutchings went to JJs house. so we felt unwanted. so we met the dads at dees for dinner. there is standing water all over the place. mini lakes on the side of the road. it made me want to just go run through them. got my shit and then came back to where i don't particularly want to be all that much. we sat and watched saw 2, finally finishing it. went to bed. dad found the pills in my box when he was doing a pokey check. it makes me laugh. he didn't recognize the lortab. HE THOUGHT THEY WERE FUCKING BREATHMINTS!!!! we went to bed sort of late. it was really hot, then it got cold. the wind was blowing insanely hard and blowing the curtains around in the living room. the rain pelted my window like little bbs. they didn't make a watery noise. they hit like something solid. i woke up at 8 and it was freezing. i closed my window and pulled the other two covers up. it was still raining. i dozed off, woke up to see slush on my window, i dozed off again, and woke up then seeing snow sticking to my window, and covering the grass across the street. Dad left. Eric and I are watching the Silence of the lambs. it makes growly farty noises. it is cold here and i am bored. Eric does his morning pages, i nibble on the candy in my easter baskets and play with my wikki people. They look like voodoo dolls. Maybe I will tell Heninger.