instead of cleaning and packing i am getting tipsy off a pitcher of daiquaries (fuck spelling) and sitting on my floor listening to oasis. and talking to my sister. and zach on the phone, which makes me happy. responsible? probably not, not but i'm really happy, because oasis sounds really good. my sister and i are awesome because we make jokes & drinks in our bras and attempt to clean & pack but really just say to each other, "fuck, i am not going to be ready on time." i bought this really nice tea kettle and a mug at the dollar store.

i started to update earlier about the unfortunate state of life wherein everyone has left and i am alone, missing people who are forgetting me because they are on to bigger and better things, meeting bigger and better people. but i didn't post that and this entry is better and happier. i think.

my sister won't drink her drinks so i have to drink them for her. last night i had a very in-touch-with-humanity, self-realization kind of experience. maybe instead of reacting with my initial emotions i should really think about the source of my emotions and what makes me feel the way i do. more rationally. i will work on this in college. i talked to my roommate last night, she is really nice. and probably less crazy than i am. she has matching sheets & comforters, whereas mine are pretty much assorted & probably clashing colors. i bought corkboard today. and nowmy cd is skipping so i have to go. i'm feeling very loving.