i feel very good today, i talked to missa and she realized tha ti am in fact alive. rachel is mad at me for my writings. harmony and i went to main street for ice cream and such, to barnes and noble (i found my books, woohoo), thne to her house and my house to grab cameras and photographically terrorizing the locals (o malleys, pierside, pch, etc)

now i sit writing about my day. i slept in until 4 o clock and then took off, i didn't call rachel back since i didn't get an email im guessing she is hating me. join the club, there'a many more people that hate me. it's the the sponge bob cult, but with more violence.

so i will say goodnight and send away these dreams that haunt me to sleep