Today I asked an American lady what a corn dog was :) good times. So, this weekend has been pretty morbid. Too much sorrow in the last few days. Friday night I felt like shit so I went and got high with my sister and we watch Edward scissor hands [a bit trippy when your high] And then on Saturday I sat in my bedroom with the red light bulbs writing dark poetry for the whole day. Some of which I wish not to share, they even shocked me a little bit. And then today I talked to Frayer [fun, fun] wrote a poem on my bedroom wall in big black marker pen. And did a spell. It's all good. [I have my sage :)] Now I am sitting here in the dark once again, continuing to write my 'story' or whatever you wish to call it and watching cable guy cause' there is nothing else on telly. I lead a sheltered life. Think im going to be getting put on anti depressants again which i don't even remember taking last time but whatever, I wont take them anyway. Fucking government mind numbing drug. I swear it is all a conspiracy. 'so cut my wrists and black my eyes, so I can fall asleep tonight or die, because you killed me you know you do you kill me well' ¡m sorry that just randomly popped into my head. Oh yeh if you would wish to read the Otep lyrics to the songs at the top of my diary then take a look at my last entry Have a fantastic night all and a relaxing Sunday [the day of rest. the only good thing about religion] SS4L