I got a Christmas package today. Being a jokey-person, I usually gently shake my gifts to figure out what's inside. I shook my package today, and let out an unexpected gasp of excitement. I probably haven't gasped about a gift since childhood.

Today I began to doubt the way I have been going about this whole "Love" concept.

Today I deactivated my Facebook account.

Today I drove to Victorville (after realizing a friend has been living there for the past year) because my doubts and hormones began to make me feel crappy.

I became emotional on the 18. It was so dark. No one to hear my loud music. No one to hear the rumbling wind. It was haunting and beautiful. Then, lonely.



Something. I hope you still love me too. . . nonononono. *(. . )

+ Hired as a tutor again.
- Too busy to say anything.
+ Ate crabs today and have learned how to eat them myself.
+ Keroppi watch... but the Sanrio watch-supply seems sparse. I hope not.
+ Getting packages feels like Christmas (even though I purchased the contents myself).