I'm at my brother's house. Tomorrow morning at 5 am, my brother and his wife will be leaving for work. I will be left to babysit my niece. She is the cutest thing in the entire UNIVERSE. If only there was a picture of her that I could post here.

Life is life. My mom is having a load of problems as usual. My father's wife is still a crazy woman.

There was a car accident a few days ago. A girl named Kelly Forseth died. She graduated from my class. I remember her from a long time ago. We had 3rd and 4th grade with the same teacher. After that, she was never really a part of my life, I'd always see her in hallways of course, we never hung out with the same crowd... but it is still something to think about. Somebody is always dying.

She was coming home from a party that I was going to attend, but decided against. The driver was seriously wasted, and she was sitting on somebody's lap. Hannah was in the car with her, and she's all busted up. There were 3 other boys in the car with them, but I don't know any of them personally. A friend of mine told me that she was at the party, and the driver of the car approached her all wasted, carrying around a bottle of whiskey. It's rather ironic.. Stephanie broke up with her boyfriend because he cheated on her with Kelly less than a week before her accident at some other party.

I had a bit of a mental breakdown at work on Sunday. Adrianne was there, and I was supposed to be training her some more, but as soon as I came in, I told my manager that they had to get somebody else to work for me, and that I had to leave because I could feel tears coming on for some odd reason. I drove home a complete wreck. Crying and screaming at myself. My mom asked what I was doing home and she found me in my room and we talked for a while. I don't really like to talk to my mom about my problems because I figure she's got enough to worry about without adding another thing to her list. We talked for quite a while, and I really felt better afterwards. I think all of this has to do with me holding things in for too long. I don't really have anybody in my life that I can talk to about really serious things.. That could be a lie. I know my friends would listen if I gave them the chance. I know I could confide in them but I just don't like to let myself fall to that level. I have lots of trouble talking about my problems, and me not being able to access my journal probably doesn't help much. It really helped me sort things out before.

Anyway, I'm ok now. My car is getting new brake pads and I can hopefully pick it up tomorrow. Today was pay day, and that was exciting. I got a new pair of shoes yesterday for only $18.90 at payless. Yay that for sure.

That's probably it, though.
Miss you guys.


P.S. Happy 18th, Dawn! asl;kdjhas;ldkjf;aiubiae;fligjal;idufgi!!jaldfkgjakgjalkjfg!