Yesyes, today I went to disneyland. QUITE an exciting time. Except now I'm so fucking sore..my feet feel like they're gonna break off (my doc martins havent been broken in yet) and I think I either have a sun burn or a fever. I'm hopin neither. I'm a bit proud of myself today. I was feeling risky and stole three. Yes, three plastic jewels from the Pirates store near pirates of the carribean(duh). There were three treasure chests filled with them. Three measly tiny ones won't make a difference. Oh yeah. I'm so bad ass now.(pshh) All of the good rides were closed today: Space Mountain(my FAVORITE), Splash Mountain, and Big Thunder Mountain(which I can live without. Apparantly, a bolt was loose and the thing collapsed. Freaky). Just thought you'd like to know, there's a winnie the pooh ride now. Not one of my favorites but it was enjoyable..seeing a neon pooh and the heffalumps and woosels was pretty exciting. Ride it to say you did it. Let your inner child decide for you(it sure as hell bossed me around all freaking day) I took pictures in the rides for once..I know..so tourist-y but I had to. I've been there since I could remember. Might as well start remembering NOW. Okay, so you know how they say to take non-flash pictures during the rides? well they sell cameras that have flash..but it stays on all day. So technically, when you press the button to turn on the flash, there's no going back. Whenever I took a picture I screamed "shit" and scared the bejesus out of my friend. quite classic, I'd say. About my mood: mopey. I've been crying for quite awhile now. In a previous entry I wrote about my close suicidal online friend. Well, he just so happened to decide to move away. To fucking Ireland to live with his real parents. I miss him so fucking much it hurts. I can't stop thinking about him...he disturbs my dreams..I woke up non stop yesterday thinking about him. I dont have a crush on him or anything but I do love him in a friend way. It hurts. So bad. I almost lost him once and now he's really gone. But the good news is that he'll be back in the summer..which is a fucking long ass time away. God..he's so decisive and gutsy. I'm gonna go now. I don't know whether to cry or to sleep. I'm gonna try to sleep but most likely there'll be some crying involved in the process. Good night, hope none of you are as pathetically miserable as I am.