I'm paranoid right now. I just ate a pink looking burger from the BBQ. I didn't realize it was pinkish until I stopped halfway though eating it because I was too busy talking to everyone at the table. I then set it down and got scared. No one else's was pink, just mine. Figures.

Everyone left and I'm here all alone, hoping I don't get food poisoning.

I feel a slight bit better from my last entry. I had some time to think to myself. I feel my problem is so repetative lately. I need to move on.

I was cutting my bangs today to make them more even. I am trying to grow out my bangs but I can't stand them being all crooked, so I though it would be alright to trim them. Well, I kept messing up and now they're all short again. They're not wierdly short, they just put me back to where I was when I first decided I didn't want bangs anymore.

My hair is getting nicely long too. A year ago it was like maybe an inch or so long. I am now almost at my shoulders. One more inch. YES!!!

Obviously I miss my long hair. I have not had long hair for years. It's about time I started growing it out.

I'll be deleting my diary-x diary soon. I am keeping my deadjournal though, I just can't part with that one because that's where I keep my short thoughts and my short rants.

I designed a few layouts for this diary but got sick of them right away, so i'm still playing around with the programs to create something I like. I just can't find something that just makes me proud. I was thinking about taking one of my charcoal pieces and using that to begin with, or maybe my latest painting.

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Jesse comes home tomorrow. He is going to bring me the new White Stripes album too. He's been out of town since Monday morning. I really liked the time apart and I especially LOVED having the bed all to myself.

I just can't get used to sleeping with another person in my bed, and cuddling. I can't stand cuddling while sleeping because I will not fall asleep. It's so uncomfortable.

I had this best friend who always tried to cuddle me at night. I hated it, not being close to her, but being glued to someone at night. We were extremely close and spent every waking moment together but when we tried to sleep I basically had to yell at her to stop suffocating me.

I don't mind cuddling awake while laying in bed, I just can't do it while I'm officially falling asleep.

Nice entry huh, jumping from subject to subject.

I better go.