last night i starting to come back to me. the line between reality and dream is really fucking blurred after everyone left. i have these memories that are actually dreams, i know, because they happened after everyone was gone. but they are in my mind, and i think they happened. like, me trying to make dip last night. i never did, but i remember doing it, and i remember not using all the shit, so capping it all and putting it on the fridge. i remember me looking for a bowl, and not having one big enough, but that grant guy handed me an orange cooking bowl, and i was like thanks. none of this ever happened, but in my mind, it was a part of last night i can remember. i just need to keep track of these things before my head convinces me that they are true. i have this shit for as long as i can remember. memories of these things i think happened, but didn't really. i have been keeping track of them since i was about 5, not thinking they were strange or anything. like, when i was little, i insisted on wearing a girls bathing suit. i while ago, i asked my parents about this, and they said it never happened. they said i was scared of girls bathings suits when i was little. but i have had this memory for as long as i can remember of me in a navy blue girls swimming suit. crazy stuff

so yeah, last night. i was thrice the asshole to trav and air. first off, sorry trav for busting into your room last night for no reason. i was pretty drunk, but that was no excuse. i shouldn't have done that. second and third, sorry sorry to air and trav for up and booting off and leaving you guys at seperate times during the night. i feel like shit for doing that now. twas stupid of me. i know i would be pissed if you guys did that to me. bah.

no blogs for like 5 days, now like 3 blogs in less than an hour. my drought is gone, maybe

frivved up by Ben at 5:25 PM