But I forgot to feed myself. A lot. I ate a sandwich at lunch, and stuff. Jamie isn't Jamie like he used to be anymore. I don't know what to think. I'm not sure. You'd say I was dramatic, he just got a haircut he usually wouldn't have. But it's not him. And that's not it. He just doesn't seem to care as much. Maybe he isn't different, he just finally grew out of me. I just don't know.
School was school. I roasted peppers in CA. I felt pretty cool. We also peeled them, I of course got the spicy ones and when I ate my scone my tounge burnt. I was so scared to accidently put my fingers in my eyes. Chef even specifically told me not to.
After school I came home and played Zelda. It was fun. Steve came over till I had to leave. At almost seven Richie picked me up. I don't like lil matt. And the end. I understand what he feels, I understand that. Trust me, I ******* understand that. But that doesn't give him the right to say things like that to her. It just doesn't. I feel so protective of her. I'm sorry I haven't voiced my opinion louder. So she went to the game. And me, richie, cookie, and ziomarah went to the work outing. It was so scary! They did a good job decorating. I was quite impressed. Terrified, actually. I screamed so loudly I was almost in tears. I was honestly just so scared. It was very hands off but I just had this absurd paranoia that one of them would chase me. Some did, but they never came to close. You know? I didn't even calm down OUT of the haunted house. Richie dragged me through while I screamed I wanted to leave, please let me leave. Then cookie had to basically carry me out the second house because I fell on him and dominoed four other kids when I came out of the tube and a clown was RIGHT THERE. Oh my god. I thought I was having an asthma attack. My chest is still tight. I don't even have asthma. Haha. We got free hot chocolate! I took a picture of Richie with this awesome midget man. He was scary, he was dressed like a clown. He had such a good method, because hd came barreling out of the crowd, and you would glance over and not see him, you know?
We tried to go to the game. But it had literally just ended. We all talked about chelsey. It wasn't mean, we're all concerned about her. Richie drove her home, then me. And whatnot. And so I'm home. I didn't think to eat till about eleven. And now I'm still not done. I'm so sleepy.