Pierced Again!
November 10, 2002 - 12:11 a.m.

I saw the play last night. It was, of course, mediocre. That's the way the plays at the high school always are. There were tons of media there though, and tons of people who don't live in Newark. I wasn't used to that. It was really weird. I guess that added to the whole Newark's-changed-since-I've-been-gone thing. I didn't realize how much the murder affected everyone till I saw the play and the question and answers thing afterwards. Everything in my life just seems surreal lately.

I'm starting to think my emotional bout last week wasn't just period related. I feel like crying right now too, and my period's over. Maybe I'm just depressed. Maybe Jenny's right and I should go see a counselor at our school. I dunno.

Today Jennifa and I went to Berkeley and I got pierced again. This time I got my right eyebrow done and my navel. Man, people say navel piercings hardly hurt, but this thing has been causing me more pain than my eyebrow piercings ever did. The guy pierced it crooked, and I'm thinking maybe that's affected how much it hurts. It seems like there should be more room for the piercing to move around than there is. I was wearing the wrong pants today, and they kept digging into the piercing. Not a good idea. I'm sure it'll get better over time and I'm just worrying needlessly, but it's annoying when you spend $96 on a whole lotta pain. Jennifer and I had a lot of fun though. She had never been to Berkeley before, so she enjoyed all the bums and random stores and what not. I bought a shirt with a kitty on it for $5, and she bought some stuff too. It was a good trip.

For dinner my mom and I went to my aunt's house, and we went out to eat. It was yummy. My aunt knew the manager at the restaurant we went to, so we got two free desserts. That was purdy cool. My aunt asked me a buncha questions about Charlie and school. Oy vey.

I have too much work to do when I go back to school. I wish this weekend would last a lot longer. I wish I could just put my life on hold for awhile, except for the part where I see Charlie. I wish I was anywhere in my life than where I am now. I just wanna be happy, and one person can't make you happy all the time, especially when that person lives a few hundred miles away. I need a change but I don't know what change to make.

Why does writing in my diary always make me wanna cry now? I guess when I actually reflect on my life I realize how much it sucks right now.

I just wanna be happy.

Time to snack. Ta! ~BOB

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