10 January, 2006

I'm going to sleep off my depression now...Ta!

Here it is so early in the morning, and I can't sleep because of this fucking cold I've got. I can't stand it.

Things at the Drama Club are not better. They aren't worse either. I made a point to tell them how upset I was. I can't believe I actually broke down and said I hated the club. That's not me. That's never been me. I've always loved Drama Club. I loved it when David was calling us losers and leaving for Eustis, and when John-Boy was walking out on us. I can't believe I've gotten to hate this club.

I miss Darien. I look at her picture and begin to cry. I want my friend back. I want her to come back and be my shoulder again. I don't know maybe I could work the drama club with her by my side. Maybe I would have some one to go "shit this is sucking harder than a Dirt Devil" with. But I don't. I never realized how much I really do miss her. I thought that I would get used to looking around Tavares and only having Nicole and Anthony to greet me. But this feeling like there's a hole in me isn't going away. I need my right hand girl. I need my shoulder to cry on, and to laugh with until tea comes out our noses. I need to stay up till two in the morning braiding one half of her hair. I need to know she still loves me like I love her.

I miss my sister Darien.

I'm going to go sleep off my depression now.

Ta.

Mery

cheshiretear at 12:07

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