Disturbing, sentimental, nostalgic sunnbitch...

Wow. Just read a page of my little sister's livejournal... "Ho - lee SHIT." I kept saying to myself, then I realized if my brother read my blog that didn't exist about some things I did at that time in my life (soph year in hs), he would probably invest in the keys involved in the phrase: "Ho - lee SHIT."

Anyway, yeah. Feeling pretty nostalgic right now. (Surprise, surprise.) Thinking back on my sophomore year in highschool, I remember getting rides instead of giving them (like I did today for my sister andher friend), and I remember my... *ahem*... explorations with the opposite sex... THATS WOMEN, ASS. Anyway, its got me a little down, mostly because it keeps bringing me back to the detatchment between me and Erin.

Writing cathartically = sadness = sucks.