A want a kitty. A new, furry, tiny kitty that will play with me and I can squeeze her.... O_O Anyway, its Friday and I`m bored. No school today, which is good... and bad. But, in recent cases, good and bad. I feel better. I realized what was wrong with me, and now I`m carefree and jealous free and just dandy. Yessirs. But, I still wince at stuff. -Wince- We had a tea party last nite, from like 8 to 10:30. There we were, having afternoon tea at nite. Laughing our heads off at nothing. But we're girls so, who cares? Then the girls left and I went to lie down and watch TV. I realized it was Thursday and I could watch adult swim, so I did until my mother came in in a bad mood and turned it off. She went to bed, but I stayed up reading. I keep having urges to read books from my past. perhaps the're like comforts. No matter what happens in the real world, I still have the characters and stories I love. Wednesday nite i spent hours trying to locate, There's a Boy in the Girl's bathroom. Anyone read that? Its lovely. Stargirl is a comfort book also, even though its so sad. And so is Stone Words, which is so sad also. All the Anne Books are lovely. And all the Emily books as well. Children`s books are devine. So are adult books but, ther's just extra imagination in childrens books. Like Roald Dahl for example, he wrote both for adult and child. All of his books are wonderful, but his childrens books have that extra charm because you can be so whimsical and fanciful, and free when writing them because children will be so accepting to these things. I dunno, I`m rambling now. -Drifts off-