Anna- I haven't read your blog on your page. I don't usually go there because I forget all due to the fact that I'm a dumbass. Obviously, though, you're not feeling well and that's not cool at all. So I wish you all the best and hope tomorrow is a brighter day....and a quiet one....bad headaches...*!bad!* (What's the Mary and baby thing about? It's funny)

Deb- Since I'm not attending school now I might actually be able to convince mom into letting me come to your big day. It's a long shot but I'll definitely try.

I MISS YOU BOTH! XOXO

Clint situation: I talked to him about it and I asked him if we should discuss it. He said he didn't think it was really a big enough deal to discuss....which kind of relieved me but also disappointed me at the same time. He said we were both drinking and of course that played a huge part but that nothing would get weird between us. Thankfully, it hasn't. But I've been going through my own other weird shit of which I will explain now.

Weird shit: As of Wednesday I went on homebound. Ya know, a teacher brings me my work..pretends to help me with it even though she doesn't know what the fuck she's doing....gets a little extra cash on the paycheck. Truth be known...I'M GOING CRAZY! Seriously. I'm about to start seeing my psychologist at least once a week....maybe more. Then after school lets out in 3 weeks if I'm not a whole lot better they want to put me into in-patient care aka nut house. There's one in Memphis and one in Nashville...the one in Nashville is at Vanderbilt which sounds like it would be pretty snazzy in itself. Plus, lots of intelligent life there. But all in all I can't take it anymore. I know you guys are here for me and ya'll don't know how much that means, but in the past 3 years, especially this last one, I've learned that it has nothing to do with other people and that I only have myself to work with. No one can fix me....not even me. This is a bigger mess than I ever pictured. My inner wiring is in knots, has been for years, and all this added stress is just making it worse. My medicine doesn't work, I'm confused and slacking on everything, stressed out, and my whole lifestyle is turning into shit. So hopefully these next 3 weeks will be some of immense relaxation and self-realization. Me and you guys......we all need alotta prayers.

Still alive. Not terribly computer friendly so yeah, I'll be a little quieter than usual, but I'll try and hop on when I can.

Whit... what to say to Whit... I have no idea. If you act like it's weird then it will be weird? I'm not sure exactly how to avoid the weird factor, but maybe if you just talk to him about it. Say, yeah that was strange... but we're cool, right? Right.

This is all assuming you still need advice. I'm figuring the Whitney, she can take mighty good care of herself in my extended sick leave, but it's my part, I've gotta play.

If Mary dropped my baby girl tonight, I would name her Rock n' Roll.

Damn straight.

Hello? (echos) Hello? Hello? Hello?

Where's everyone at?

Anna, I just read the blog on your page. I hope you start feeling better soon. You shouldn't have to deal with all of that.

Whitty, where are you girl? I wanna hear what happened with Clint?!?! Hehe

Love y'all both