|Current mood:|| calm|
Today was a rather full day. Last night I went over to Miguel's and we watched "Bowling for Columbine". It really held my attention. I wasn't too sure if Miguel wanted me to be there, but he never objected. Right now, I feel like we are an abstract painting that no one can figure out; only the artist. Later, as we lay in bed, I asked why he was with me after so much shit (cheating, ipecac, razors, suicide attempt, mania, depression, dependency etc) and he did not know why. I'm not sure how that makes me feel. I still love him though. I know that he loves me too. There is something there and we are together. He went and hung out with his "other friends" tonight. I was kind of invited by Catherine but didn't get too much enthusiasm from Miguel. I didn't even get jealous.
After napping and doing some oil pastel drawings I got online. Chloe was online and we made plans. Brandon ( a friend from high school) was supposed to go with us, but he wasn't feeling too well and didn't go. I went over to Chloe's and we took a short walk. Afterwards we went to Skeletones and had frozen chai. It was good. The music was not very good. We sat outside and talked. A guy named Adam, "Call me Ozzy" came up to us and began to share his life with my stream of questions. It was rather interesting. After really good conversation, the night sort of closed down. Chloe and I get along really well. Sometimes we just stop talking and both drift into our own little worlds. It is okay though, bbecause it is something we both need. She showed me some pictures she did with oil pastels. They are very nice. Chloe is an excellent artist. Her skills are amazing.
Yay! I didn't overeat today. I didn't have enough water, blah.