me and megan move into our "apartment" next week... weird. its so random and so fast.. and im still kinda scared.. i dont even really know how often ill be staying there though.. its just a weird situation.. the psychic said it would be a good time though, so yeah... we'll see. i think it should be fun. me and megan have been having a good time so it should work out well. yay.

today i went to melissas graduation.. it was weird.. i love melissa.. shes such a good kid.. it was weird to see everyone being all sad though, because, well, i hated highschool.. like i really hated it.. i am NOT sad in any way, shape, or form that i am done with that place forever and will never see those people again... in one aspect it makes me sad that i think that way, because i guess i should have formed some friendships during that 6 year period i was in that damn scool, but at the same time, i just really didnt like most of the people... and i am not sad that i didnt bond with them.. i dont miss it at all.. but that seems weird.. to not have any friends from highschool to care about or miss.. i wonder if theres something wrong with me.. probably..

jets to brazil were so good... it was the weirdest show ever.. it was in a movie theatre.. it was so rad.. we were like sitting watching a movie... but it was jets to brazil.. it was strange.. until everyone rushed up to the front and then we couldnt see.. until megan pulled the slick move of sitting on the top of the chair.. which was slick until she would turn to me crying out "oh my aching bum!!".. it was such a good show though.. and i love the fact that my hand has looked like this for the past 2 days because of this show.. i also love the fact that im a dork who scanned her hand, just cuz she can..

we were busting out to oldies today and now i have one stuck in my head.. megan was jealous cuz i knew the words and she didnt. yes, i am that cool. 

its weird.. the second psychic told me something about my "writing" that i did and how it was good that i was doing it and that it was beneficial, or something like that.. and i was like hey retard, i dont write, what are you talking about.. but i wonder if this counts.. cuz i do write on here.. often about things that are bothering me.. and i know its not writing like good writing, like poetry or stories or anything fun.. but still.. its theraputic.. i was wondering the other day when my webpage went from being something that just kept me entertained and i would have updates here as to what was new on the site, to being more of an online journal.. which is so weird, cuz i never thought that would happen.. cuz im so scared about revealing myself like that.. but it seems as though it has... i dont know how i feel about that.. i think in some aspects its good and in other ways its bad.. but regardless, its weird.. and i dont really know how or when or why it happened.. and thats all i have to say about that..

the psychic also told me that all of these confusing thoughts i am having that i am keeping bottled up and are causing problems for me arent gonna stop until my next birthday.. jesus christ. another year of this? yuck.. but i guess thats a good thing because at least that means theyll stop.. she also said i should stop trying to change things unless it comes naturally.. i guess i am trying to accomplish too much too fast, with this whole fixing myself thing.. or whatever it is im trying to do.. or thinking about.. or whatever.. yeah..

she also told me my mom is weird and has an obsession with looking for socks.. which my sister pointed out is so true cuz shes ALWAYS buying us all socks.. all the time.. cuz we can never find them.. creepy huh? :)

she also told me that my perfect boy (or whatever) was going to be "suave" and sophisticated, and that our spirits would be so similar and we would have so much in common etc etc.. which kind of made me laugh cuz i cant see myself having much in common with someone who is "suave" and sophisticated.. cuz im so not.. plus.. boys sucks.. but she said suave.. ha.

she also told me im gonna be a teacher.. an art teacher.. yuck.. i am NEVER going to teach... die!

alright enough about my silly psychic adventure.. my entries are all really long recently.. i dont really know why.. maybe i need to learn to shutup... probably.. so i guess i will.. goodnight.

love michelle

.. these eyes are crying.. these eyes have seen a lot of love but theyre never gonna see another one like i had with you ..

ha.. i dont even know if those are the words but that song is fun and has been stuck in my head so whatever.

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