2005-05-19 - 16:14

I can’t sleep. Well, I can but I don’t want to. Because there’s the danger that if I go back to sleep, I won’t wake up before noon. Now while that in itself isn’t that bad, if I sleep that late, I won’t have time to go to the post office (if necessary, don’t know yet). Plus the cleaner comes at 11 or so (I hope!!). If she doesn’t, then I’ll have to call Robbie. Well, I have to call him anyway. Two more lights went out on Tuesday. rolls eyes

Why am I cold? I keep getting these chills. Maybe I need more sleep…

I got a text message last night. All it said was: “Boo! :oD” grin Scared Jaz (since she was holding my phone and it’s on vibrate).

It’s sooooooooo frustrating speaking on the phone with Mom. I had a simple question: Do they know when I could go back to England with Oliver? She could’ve just said no, she doesn’t. But noooo, she sighs and rolls her eyes (I’m guessing since I can’t actually see her) and then starts moaning about how she doesn’t know a thing and that I should know that she doesn’t know and that I shouldn’t ask about things so far ahead in the future (?!). Seriously, it’s less than four weeks away when Oliver gets here. And the tickets have to be bought exactly 21 days before the journey to get the cheapest price. Buying a return ticket is a whole lot cheaper than buying two one ways. So we need to know when the two of us are going back. Now. Dad had better call me tomorrow. Preferably before I go online, but who knows? Maybe he won’t call until Saturday. It’s so annoying not being able to plan anything further ahead than just two weeks.