I remember feeling low

Mom is supposed to call me today. I sorta expected her to call earlier in the day, so now I kinda doubt she'll call at all. Oh well. No big deal anyways. She's supposed to come by the house and visit me and Daphne tomorrow. I hope she doesn't bring Gary.

Dad came home from work at like 1:30 this afternoon. He said he's going to the doctor, is going to get some time off work. And that he might be off work for a few months even. But he still get's paid for like 90 days of that...so. I don't know. He even called in to schedule an appointment with a counsellor too.
Jonathon is really grumpy too lately. Maybe it's just school/teenager stuff. I don't know. I get grumpy too though, especially last night, so I can't say much. But I guess last night was more...me being upset, rather than grumpy. I don't know. Everything is getting to me even more now. And mom wants me to go visit with her for a few days, I said I would...but if Gary is there...blah.

Anyways, Daphne and Dan are getting their apartment. :) Daphne is excited about it, so that's good!

Nate hasn't been online for a few days either. It's sad. :( It's no fun to play games or anything if I'm not talking to him at the same time. I think he just forgot to pay his internet though, so I hope that's it. Either that or his internet is being mean again. I don't know. :( I miss him.

Evil Little Pills

These pills...suck. :( They hurt my tummy and make me feel blah. And I have to take them every 6 hours so they stay balanced...and it's annoying to eat something with them and drink a full glass of water....and they kinda make me sleepy and weird feeling...blah!
Anyways, dad will be home today. I'm not sure when...and he probably complain about the lack of cleaning....blah. I know. Just..BLAH

I'm a 'falling oat'?

Lt. Cmdr. Data: Meh.
Allie: Meh.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Shouldn't you be playing WoW and chugging coffee or summat?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: MEH.
Allie: I don't drink coffee.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Oh.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: That explains everything.
Allie: I have COKE
Allie: caine
Allie: But really, for some reason, coffee always makes me feel bleh. Plus I'd end up with a cup full of sugar.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: >_>
Lt. Cmdr. Data: You have all these horrible reasons as to why you don't like or can't do something and yet it's your own damn fault everytime.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: My, my, my, you are adorable!
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Likea tribble, I guess.
Allie: oO
Allie: Everytime I talk to you, I learn something bad about myself. xD
Lt. Cmdr. Data: I know.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: That's all I do.
Allie: I didn't mean it in a bad way
Lt. Cmdr. Data: I judge people endlessly like a Paladin of Helm, and make them feel bad for being who they are, when I, myself, am a total fuckhead.
Allie: Hehe, I thought it said 'fucklehead' >_>
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Heeh, I know j00 hatez m3h.
Allie: I don't hate you :(
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Well that kind of ruins things for me.
Allie: That I don't hate you?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Motherfucker, I was talking to you.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: And I god damn ran my scout straight-the-fuck into the enemy base.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: What. The. Shit.
Allie: :(
Lt. Cmdr. Data: X-fir ewouldn't go down either to fix it.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: It's like it knew.
Allie: It doesn't either for me sometimes on WoW.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: "Haha, IMA PWNZ UR SCOUT TUT HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAA L:OoooooooooooooooL!"
Allie: loooool
Allie: Can we be serious for a second?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: I guess.
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Can I still be Greg?
Allie: Maybe!
Lt. Cmdr. Data: KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
Allie: Do you really think I hate you? And do you really find so many things wrong with me? I had another question, but I can't remember. :(
Lt. Cmdr. Data: lololol
Lt. Cmdr. Data: k3k?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: Can my answer be K3k?
Allie: No :(
Lt. Cmdr. Data: *sighs*
Allie: Sorry. Stupid girly questions :P
Lt. Cmdr. Data: I think you don't like Nate and myself anymore. That you don't want to group with us anymore.
Allie: -shoos them away-
Lt. Cmdr. Data: And you seem like a basketcase, no offense or anything, MOLE MOLE MOLE, stark raving mad, I say!
Allie: Does Nate think that of me too?
Lt. Cmdr. Data: I think he thinks you're falling oat.
Allie: k lol

And Nate wonders why I just don't like this guy. Maybe I am a basket case. And to think I was forcing myself to be nice and civil this entire conversation. What a fucking douche. Sorry for the language, but I can't believe this guy.