swimmy is going crazy right now. maybe he needs some food. maybe he needs his tank cleaned.
i don't see the appeal of diaries.... i used to but i don't anymore. this is essentially a diary since no one really reads it and i just don't see why people write them. maybe i'm holding back since this is on the world wide web and has the potential to be read by more than just myself and my roommate, who knows everything in my life anyway, so maybe i just need to write everything out?
ok well..... to be completely honest im starting to feel like i am doing nothing with my life. i feel like i am not making an impact on anyone, im not doing anything meaningful, and i am serving no purpose by being here. i need to do something to change that. something drastic. something big. i just don't know what it is yet.
ya swimmy was definitely hungry. thats what it was. he is happier now i think... i don't know for sure though cuz we have had trouble communicating lately... he seems so distant, like we don't even speak the same language or like he doesn't speak a language at all.
i gotta make a grilled cheese sandwich for breanna now.
here is the balloon update
not so good.....
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