i feel better. sort of. maybe. a little. except my chest is all constricted. i swear i make myself sick when i am upset.
my daddy is driving home from chicago tomorrow, so he is timing his drive home so that he can take me to lunch after calculus. i warned him that i probably won’t be very much fun to be around, but he insisted on coming anyway. talking to dad made me cry (again). i talked to amy, jeff, and mike on the phone today. my mom (and kathy!) sent me a letter in the mail. mom included two pictures: one of kathy, and one of mike (playing the flugelhorn!). i <3 kathy. i <3 mikey. i miss home so much right now. dad is picking me up saturday after the ohio state game and bringing me home. i need to talk to mike, and i might go to the taking back sunday concert with matt on sunday night.
i seriously am having trouble breathing. my lungs feel so small. my breaths are so shallow. i could barely play at practice today …. it is like the weirdest thing ever.
anyway. i am in case with matt right now and the kids across the hall are throwing a gangsta partay tonight! ha! last week it was a justin timberlake party … now this. as long as nathaniel doesn’t leave me in the room alone again, i should be all set. amy told me to “take care of myself tonight.” well, i did bring my own pajamas. :) and a bandana to add to my “gangsta-ness!” i even remembered to bring my biology homework with me so that i can make it to my 8 o’clock lab tomorrow. i also made a mental list (which i shared with matt) of “boys to keep me away from under all circumstances”. so i’m all set. i guess. if only i had my baby back.
