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Why don't you hear me when I'm calling out to you?
Today was okay. It was a so-so-I-don't-even-really-remember-it school day.
Came home. Drenched Max out in the rain.
Slepppptttt.
Made chocolate chip cookies at nine with mi padre. They all ran together on the pan. xd
And even better, Jenny nearly choked on the one she was eating when we told her there was two sticks of butter in them. rofl
I never realized how many references to Freudian psychology and Jekyll and Hyde the movie The Mask has. Before the first twenty minutes were over, I had explained the entire Jekyll/Hyde book and the basics of Freudian psychology to Jenny. xd
I've been in a Lostprophets mood for a week or so. And really, I don't understand why. I've been emersing myself in writing a lot, and both stories are in a Lostprophets kind of phase. But I also think that maybe I'm the one in a Lostprophets mood? I remember yesterday looking out the bus window and just thinking, "This doesn't seem real." Somehow it got all mechanical and I thought the outside was just so fake...I dunno what my brain is doing. I'll just ride it out in good faith.
Maybe you thought that it was all pretend;
All these words that I could never say
I just let them slip away..
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