Sometimes I wonder if I just have awesome parents or if all the other kids in the world are ungrateful little fucks.

There's only one person I held dear that has crossed to the other side. I hadn't thought about him in a really long time until now. I wonder where he is.. Whether he's in heaven or in that strange middle ground people talk about sometimes. I don't like to imagine him in hell even though he never really believed in God. When I try to picture him in the afterlife, the only image that comes to my mind is of him asleep. At peace. Never to be woken or disturbed. That may not be the image I want, but it's the only one I can conjure.

If I got a B in film, I'm not transferring it over. Damn I might get a B at LACC and in a film class of all things -___- What a waste of 5 weeks... Oh well!

Can't wait to moveee :)

I wonder if you'll ever realize that I'm not here anymore. You're right, I am cold-hearted. But I don't really hate that about myself.

Almost 7 AM. Can't fall asleep and probably won't for a while.. I'm actually fucking wide awake. Goddamnit!

Last night was fun though.