January 12th.

To be caught adrift.

Listening to: This Modern Love - Bloc Party

Mood: Surprisingly content.

I'm a lot calmer today. Because of a few things.

First off, had a phone marathon with Bas last night that was pretty awesome. Bas is probably the best person at cheering me up, I swear. He just starts talking and I start smiling despite myself.

"It's like a giant Pac-Man. A giant, fiery Pac-Man."

Also, texted/msn'd Brendan a hell of a lot. He's good at cheering me up too. I really miss him.

Also, I think the trip might not be so bad. I underestimated the awesomeness of my grandparents and my cousins. The plans actually seem pretty good.

And then, massive music download.Fuckyeah.

The Automatic make me far too dancey. I think Monster should be my theme song.

Who knows, though. My moods change in seconds sometimes. I just hope there's nothing to provoke me at all.

(Hence why I'm avoiding you.

I love you. But everytime I talk to you i just end up wanting to stab things. Mainly you. Or myself.)

I don't know what will happen with internet access for the next ten days. I'm taking a notebook, so if I can't blog, I'll journal and then do one big post when I get back.

(I'm still wondering if anyone reads this, though. Does anyone?! Comment, fuckers.)

I'm really, really sick of being murderously angry. I'm scared I'll snap soon. Which would really not be good.

I need to learn guitar or piano. Anyone feel like teaching me?

Gah. Back to... Doing nothing, I guess.