No, but you are. ;)

Today I went shopping for my graduation dress.

It's actually really nice, and I'm happy.

My mom and I didn't argue, for once.

I called my dad for the first time in almost 3 months. We got into a huge argument over something back at the beginning of April and hadn't spoken to each other since. To my surprise he wasn't angry at me at all for essentially cutting him out of my life for 1/4 of the year, he was just really happy to hear from me. It was a real load off my mind, that was really nagging me because I knew it was wrong and not how I wanted our relationship to be, and I really felt good today because the hardest part is over.

That's nice :) My parents and I haven't spoken properly in eternities, I moved out when I was eighteen. I don't think they'd be happy to hear from me, though.

Today I woke up and had a shower, only to be aggravated by the fact that my roommates think it's okay to come in and use the toilet while somebody is having a shower. I hate boys.

I woke up, played Peggle, and here I am.

You may think that, but I'm sure deep down inside your parents would really like to hear from you. Something as simple as sending them a card is a good way of opening a form of communication that doesn't really jeopardize your sense of control. It's also a far more personal way of letting people know, especially if it's handwritten.

:(

Sometimes boys rudeness is rad. There was a spider in the bathroom and I screamed for my best friend ran in and killed it for me. In hindsight it was incredibly awkward but w/e

Yesterday I caught a 7-year cicada. I know that sounds like a venereal disease, but it's those creepy hammerhead looking locust type bugs that are loud as hell and molt.
All I know is those things are freaky.
Plus junebugs.
Spiders, I can dig 'em.

Insects in general scare me. I really only like ladybugs when they don't pee on you. Butterflies are okay from a distance.