Day 5
Dear Dreams,
You're not very interesting and just plain weird. Kind of stupid too. Some nights, you have your moments, but they're not that often. Can't you kick it up a notch? Be more entertaining like Emily's dreams? Be of some importance? No, I suppose you can't. It's my dream, what I dream about is up to me, right?

Funny how that sounds like a representation of my personality.
-Mandy

So, I continue to feel like shit. I wouldn't have felt like shit last night and today if I had actually had that conversation I hoped for the other day. I'm sure of it. And even if I'm not sure of it, I'll blame it on that.

Tomorrow's Warped Tour. I'm going with three people who are incredibly excited for it. I'm too busy feeling like shit, and feeling kind of anxious to really be excited. But if anyone asks, I'm so excited that my brain swelled up and is currently gushing out of my ears.

Whatever, I'll get over it.
I always get over it, don't I?

I'll get to sleep before 12 tonight, and tomorrow during the car ride there, I'll write really motivational letters to myself. I'll fake my happiness so much that I start to believe it. And then I will believe it. I always do that.

Kgreat, glad we established that.

Fuckyou.
-Mandy

P.S. About 90% of the time when I say "you", I'm not referring to whoever's reading this. When I blog, I pretend that I'm saying all this to a real human. Not a specific human though. Not even one that I know. Just thought I'd clear that up.