Life as I know it

So you know what's weird? When people lurk you. Stop lurking, people!

Grandpa is in the hospital. I'm a little bit of a lot worried. I wish that he could take care of himself a little better.

Ooh, look, now I am also getting sick, just thinking about it.

I do have cinnamon hearts though, which remind of Kyle. So yeah, doubly yay.

*flump*

Do I even bother going to rehearsal tonight? I guess I have to; Sam needs her sketchbook. But I am seriously doubting the sanity of that move. I'm gonna go, but I'll bring water and I'm wearing a long sleeve shirt. It's pretty and blue.

My fears proved to be well founded. People are 'worried' about 'me'. Or are they worried about their own liability? Gee, I guess it's one big mystery.

I met a boy named Andrew last night. I don't really know if I should be writing about him here, but he was absolutely amazing. When he talked, I felt it. It might have been the ativan or the sleepy needles, but everything he said made sense. Well, okay, most of what he said. I felt so bad, all he wanted was for the officer to take the restraints off. Poor kid, he was only fifteen.

I like pretty birds, like sparrows and chickadees. I wish I saw more birds.