Whoa.

Love makes me treat you the way that I do
Gee baby, ain't I good to you...
(I haven't seen that movie for a LONG time.)

I'm so tired, pero I can't sleep. And I'm kinda freaked out because I can't get onto Elfpack or Cathug (Elfwood works and Elftown is blocked by the school's filter. Funny how I can get on here and Diaryland and hi5 but not ET or Xanga).

Nathan and Allan were fighting over whose bitch I was. Weird. Allan wanted to know what a Charlie was (haha) and I said I would tell Michelle later, but not him because I wasn't his bitch and didn't HAVE to tell him anything. After a bit of him saying yes I was and me saying no I wasn't, I elbowed Nathan and he stopped laughing and said I wasn't Allan's bitch, I was his bitch. Hmmmmmmn. So Allan tells Michelle and I that he'd rather be his bitch than Nathan's bitch... but I quickly put him right by telling him that Nathan didn't snap his fingers and expect me to follow him. Nathan agreed with that... then said that he only snapped his fingers to get me into bed. Mrf. I can't win; all my guy friends are pervey. Anyway, I glared at him and said that was only the one time (ha). So he raised his eyebrow at me, and I sighed and admitted to the second time (double-ha). Michelle and Allan looked at me funny and I just told them that it was two A.M. and I was drunk, what was I supposed to do? Joking with people is crazy fun, I just hope they don't take me seriously.

Kai?

I wonder about people, sometimes. I wish I could look through other people's eyes, see things and people and events as they see them. I almost can, sometimes.

Recently I've been wondering what it would be like to be my friend David. Or my friends Chelsea or Nathan or Ashley. Stuff is... well, different in my life than I'd like it to be. David's mum plays in an orchestra. I wanna do that someday, play in an orchestra.

I'm nearly done with The Catcher in the Rye. I want to run away with Holden. Oh my.

OH! and I took this test. I belong in the seventh level of hell. Oh well.