october: 26: 1998    :    monday
 

My doctor said it is still my bronchitis infection making me feel so terrible. I have to question his idea that my neck and back pain are from stress, since they showed up at the same time as my fever and headache. I am sure I will be fine, though.

I drew a chalk outline of my brother, ben, in the road this evening.

I put that I saw Glass Slippers on my Columbia application.. pretty weird, huh? But it was a play about issues and it was something local that I took advantage of.

"cause then they'd be skittles"

It's kind of neat that I am now Claire's for real best friend. It's also weird. Oh well. She is getting her wisdom teeth violently ripped out tomorrow, so I hope everything goes smoothly and that she will be okay.

Charles is neat. check him out.

I could be the you for you,
you could be the you for me, too.

I sort of want to get my tongue pierced. I don't know why. I know it hurts and then you can't talk the same anymore.. and it can get infected, but it would be sort of neat. I don't actually have any need to get some metal shoved through my tongue. None at all.

I haven't really talked to her in a while. I miss her.

I should have gone to sleep hours ago.

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