I just had a wonderful dream. Wrap it in plastic wrap, tape it off, stick it in a plastic baggie, nail it it place, god, don't let this dream fade.

Howtah Sound Like Yerfrum Podder Kounny.
(How to sound like a native of Potter County, Pennsylvania.)
It's, uh, my personal opinion, that Coudurrsport has, like, the best educated people of the, um, many small districks of Podder Kounny, 'cuz we have to live up to higher standerds of the, um, like, 'delphia people so we ken get good jobs and stuff. But they're all dum flatlanders and we can tell them 'delphia people from us, cuz they all drive silver cars and prenounce things all wrong. Like, um, The Elementary School, its El-uh-men-TARY not Eluh-menTREE, and I know thats how it is 'cuz the people onna radio sayit that way and so does everyone else I know.
The othernight I was sittin' around with my boyfriend whose-one-nuh them people from outtatown and I asked him, "whachu-wachin'? " ('cuzzy was wachin' TV) and I was like, " I seen than the othernight and it ain't too good, well, like, it was gooder than that 'Mer'can Idol isaw the othernight with my Nanna and Pap-Pap. And he was like," gooder isn't a word." An I hate it when he hastah, like, show off. Then he says somthing like, "I paid attention in English Class," and I was like, "SO DIDN'T I !!".

*Inaugural Protest*

THURSDAY, JANUARY 20th

Take some friggin action for once!:

Black Thursday

http://www.black-thursday.com/home.html

Turn your back on Bush.

http://turnyourbackonbush.org/

NOT ONE DAMN DIME.

http://www.notonedamndime.com/boycott/

Boycott gas.

http://www.gasolineboycottday.org/

I feel lonely. I miss my friends so much. Is it my fault--their's? . Even if it was their fault, would they even care? I think it all just gets muddled up between us all. Is everyone where they want to be? I can't honestly say that I am where I want to be. At any time of day, I just want be somewhere else, I just want do things my way. I want to be with my friends, I want to draw and paint and create again, I need to socialize. All of my day's seem gray. I live everyday like I will live forever, my days are just garbage to discard. I don't want to be married when I'm 20, don't want to be a young welfare mom. How can I just say all of this, like I don't have the most abundant love I've ever known bestowed to me on a daily basis? I can't seem to find the balance between loving my friends, and my boyfriend, and myself. Things just don't seem right. I've felt confused about this for almost a year. Maybe I need to just stop hoping for more, gotta lower my expectactions to less than a quarter of what I hoped to be. Maybe I need to get off my ass and fix things, maybe I have to find joy in the obvious comfort and love I experience everyday. I need to feel alive again, need to go experience life. I feel so isolated, what the heck am I supposed to do? I feel like such a silly loser.

I fell asleep listening to some trancey music about a week ago and I've been stuck this entire time
"flying into a red, red sun over Ibiza". Make it stop. I don't know where or what an Ibiza is. Someone please tell me.
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It seems I did have my Christmas wish come true, all of my buddies are alive. Even people I never thought I would see again somehow materialized. God bless us, everyone!
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So I'm happy as all hell. Its probably wrong to be so happy. If the Naya of exactly a year ago met the Naya of exactly today, she would hate me so much she would punch me exactly in the kidneys.