last night I tried to ponder the meaning of my existance and got you guessed it nowhere. I ended up have some phsycotic episode and ended up crying myself to sleep. In the end I concluded that I must be in fact a little crazy. I've only been here for 15 min and I'm all ready bored. Brendan e-mailed me and told me I shouldn't feel akward talking to him but I can't help it...growl.

on a lighter note my mom check my bank statement; it came to the house marked with get this my name and she still opened it. She then proceeded to yell at me for the way I spend MY money. What really got me was when she couldn't understand why I was upset....she then told me I check your Dad's too as if that's suppossed to make it all ok.

yep!

-Jessica-