i don't know why i didn't come
9:23 a.m. on 12.23.02
feeling:

the sad part is i really DID go to sleep at 6:15. i woke up at 4:48 am, ate some triscets and then went back to sleep. then i woke up at 8:48. exactly 4 hours later. WHAT THE HELLLLL. and i've been up ever since. my brother is gone in san francisco.

yeah. dennis never came over. found something better to do i assume. heh, oh well. maybe he'll come over today? sigh... maybe. i hope, no one is here, no one is awake. and my dad's going to work soon. i think i'm supposed to go thrifting today, for those ties. yeaah. i am. heh. i will go later. whence they OPEN THE STORES. i haven't willingly been up this early in awhile.

wait a second? does anyone WILLINGLY wake up? or is just something they realize that they've got to do eventually. like, does anyone REALLY want to wake up? naw, i don't think so, sleep feels so fucking good. no one could ever want that to end, unless they were having a nightmare. then that's willingly waking up.

norah jones has a pretty voice. she reminds me of billie holiday and fiona apple. they have raspy, gorgeous voices. i like them. alright. later.

-allison

song playing * "don't know why" -- norah jones

hm. my daddy just woke up and told me timmy came by last night. sorry i wasn't awake timmy. :-/ but thanks for coming by. heh.

it's easy to be happy when i'm not around. i've realized this.

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