I went upstairs. I opened the drawer and went to pull out some pajamas and was suprised to find my flame pajamas in my hand. Ever since I moved to Ohio, they have been my sick pajamas...that and my sad pajamas. And I guess am I kinda both. I pulled them on. They felt really good. And then I put on my poofy white slippers and dragged my comforter off my bed. I went downstairs and flipped on the tv. I tried to absorb myself in the television. HAHA. That hasn't worked in a long time. So I got on here. I already knew no one was on. But I got on anyways. I hate sad. I hate angry. I hate mean. I like to be nice. And I like to be liked by other people. I hate being annoying. I hate being the same as other people though. I like to be totally different but I want to be liked. Meh. I want too many things. I looked at dresses again today. I'm almost positive I'm not going. I'm also pretty sure I won't be going to Logan(sorry Jim.) Things are crazy right now. My emotions are crazy and my head hurts. Wow. I hadn't even thought of that. Oh well. I feel totally calm right now. I don't care about what happened today at the moment. I want something to eat. I'm leaving. I wish someone would get online though.