"Say Anything" was printed in gray and a dim green. The bamboo trees, bleak and ready to shred its last sense of hope. Water was scarce on the offset road. I poured "Childrens Tylenol" liquid onto a spoon and grimaced at its gross cherry taste. *blag atleast it knocked me out cold and gave me more sleep. I have a swore throat which means no screaming or singing for me. My dad thinks I'm on a diet cause I'm not eating. I'm sick because I haven't been eating right and subway (yesterday) turned my stomach into a twisted ball of not throughly eaten chunks of food. The old mayonnaise didn't settle well either. I remember the past as if its living ahead in the future waiting for me... not to mention the fact that it keeps reliving through my eyes and i can only control it through writing. Sean emailed me today...saying he never lied, he never cheated, that his parents wont let him talk to anyone in Scottsdale and yada yada yada. :turning into a scrambled egg: he'll be back in 3 weeks...and I think I need to make it more clear this time that this is the end. goodbye sean Trying to get custody over Brittany is going downward right now and its affecting my whole family finacially and emotionally. I don't know what's best for her anymore. Tomorrow's Easter i dont want to dwell on you It's not the same this year, but that doesn't mean I'm not gonna live it up. :)