3:44 pm November 7th 2009

I woke up with cats on me. I thought I was being crushed by a giant bookcase. Fat cats are great. Skinny cats are.. Not so great. There’s a story my friend Morgan and I are working on together. Won’t be out until… I feel comfortable with it. Though I may post the horror I wrote awhile ago. Might not. Too soon to tell.

Matt tried to come around for an apology today. I’ve decided to reveal the identities of the people in the last entry. Matt and Amanda. I was on the verge of tears when he asked. But all I did was slap him. How can I be so weak? Always thought I was strong enough to hold back water. Water! Who can’t hold back water? I should be able to hold back things that are lighter than me… Running away wasn’t exactly the right thing to do in my mind, but it’s not like this is some romance where I’ll swoon and except his apology then a happy ever after. Right now the only thing I believe is that… real life doesn’t have happy endings.