It was very therapeutic.

Well, today I went to Dane's house and I guess I didn't get the memo. We weren't going to go to work today. There was a change of plans. Oh well. I was there and I had no where to go but home. Tara was still kinda in trouble... crap. Well, I feel responsible like I should have said, "Don't forget to tell your mom that I'm coming over!" Alas, I did not. So as a result, I was not permitted to inhabit Tara's front yard. All was not lost today. While at Dane's house, I wondered into Cara's room as I often do. This time instead of us picking on eachother, it was a nice one of our "every-so-often" convos about all the crap that has been happening in our lives. She talked about how Kyle is a damn sissy bitch. That was my choice of words, though what she said all pointed to that conclusion. He seems very immature and whiny. She always complains that he is whiny, moody and just a fricken baby. Oh well, I told her my part. I just told her that if she ever needed me to "take care" of him, I would. Just cause its her. I'm not normally a hitman for hire, though I do do favors for friends. She talked about him and their issues, I talked about whatever residual issues I have lingering in my closet of a head. I talked about things from the shittyness of life in general, to the perks *Tara*, to the people who are out to steal dreams, souls, hearts and others just to crush you *Cris*, and things that I miss and need. It was good to talk to someone about all this crap. I didn't want to dump all this crap that is "ME" unto Tara. I fear that she wouldn't be able to balance the weight of my crap with the burden of whatever issues she has. Not that I know of any, though I have my theories. Yeah, it was just what the Dr. Ordered... Dr. Pepper!! You make the world taste better. Yeah. Sorry. Just a remeniscient. Is that spelled right? Fuck it. This is my journal. I will be illiterate if I choose to be. Yeah, I loathe talking to my dad about people. Tara is one of them. He always refers to her as "The girl that was holding Julia's hand and skipping on registeration day?" It reall pisses me off. But eventually, the convo is gonna come up. It can't be avoided forever. After a while, he's going to threaten my time with her by asking Q's that I must answer if I want to be with her. He thinks he's soooo sneaky. He's not. Oh, well. She's great, screw those who don't see it.Geez, he's soooo nosey. He must watch me. I said that I was walking with Tara *reference to 3-4 period* and he thought I meant in the morning when I walked with Katie to the snack bar. He was all, "So, who's the blondie you were hanging out with?" It made me mad that he doesn't care to know until its too late. Yeah, thanks for the support AFTER my world crumbled to pieces and now I try to rebuild. I don't have plans for a Roman Empire, though plans can change in favorable conditions. Thats all I yearn to say. So long my audience of none... so I believe.