Rewind.

Having a new blog is strange. I've had these before but I stopped using them. Most likely because I forgot the passwords. I'm trying to look for them now.

OH! I've found one of them
"This is a battle, a war"
Reading things from this blog make me sick. Maybe they'll make you less sick.....
I feel incredibly disconnected from all my friends...maybe it's just me, I dunno. Freshmen year there was that whole awkward new friendship phase thing. Sophomore year we all got a lot closer, and some got farther. And this year, this year it's like some sort of uneasy limbo between the two. I would love to say "Yeah her and I are really tight!" But I don't feel tight with anything. I feel like I'm holding on by threads to everything. Like at the slightest movement the thread will snap and everything will go flying away (picture balloons being carried into the sky). I think it's inevitable though...I get the feeling that no matter what by the end of this year everything will be gone for some reason, maybe even before the end of the year. No matter how hard I try to hold on to everything it will all just float away. I hate that feeling, of not being in control of things that I should have some amount of control over. There's nothing I can do though.

Oh yeah if you go in Outdoor world next time your in the mall go to the fish tank (which I had no clue was there) and look for the fish we named, Hubert, Killer, Spot, and the Cheetah Girls! Yeah last night was pretty awesome!! It began with Chicken potato and ended with smoothies and me choking on mine and I can't remember what was said and why it was so funny but it was hilarious!! Oh Oh ! And Mall Cops on Segways!

That's enough from that blog. I think I had another one..., but I can't find it. It's probably better that way.

Today was interesting, Day two of the rebuilding process. I woke up and went to work on my room again. Only this time I began to rearrange things. A few hours into it I noticed that I piled everything up in front of my door. It was terrifying. No one was home and I couldn't get out of my room. I had to sit down for a moment. I just stared at my door thinking "How could I not notice that I was putting everything against it?" Then I really started to think about it. I was trapped by my own things. Things I bought, was given, etc. It was all piled up. It scared me. I got up off of my floor and began to move everything to another wall. It amazes me how I sometimes don't notice things like that.