[	mood	|	cranky	]
[	music	|	the new pornographers	]

I don't get this.
I love my xanga. I update there everyday. Here, every month.
I guess I just feel more at home.

But, I am making an update to say, I now have a Yahoo! account.
candice_grimes@yahoo.com
Sooo, add me to your buddy lists, etc. etc.

Until next time...

[	mood	|	ecstatic	]
[	music	|	the purring of Ash	]

I found a kitten crawling down my drive way.
The rest of the night was kitty supply buyin', bottle feeding, and flea baths.
I am now a mother.
And I know I shall worry about her all day tomorrow at school.

I named her Ash for a reason other than the obvious Army of Darkness obsessed mindset.
She is also the loveliest color gray, with dark gray around the edges.
I'm in love.
And she is sleepy.

[	mood	|	aggravated	]
[	music	|	Tiffany, I think we're alone now	]

P.E. is causing stress on my usually timid shins.
Why am I required to participate in such mindless physical activities?
Faux volleyball everyday?
Running! Running! Running!
Candice Grimes = pathetic athlete

[	mood	|	crushed	]
[	music	|	saturday looks good to me	]

I hate having to play momma. That's what I did aaaaall night. On this glorious night meant for reconnection with all my college attending friends, the only real friends I have. But I couldn't just stop and enjoy the time I've missed with them. No, I had to point and say "sit down", "stop being so loud", "calm down, it's okay". And where did that get me? Home. Lonely. Frustrated.
I hate being used. I hate never being spoken to until I'm needed for sobriety.

Anyway, I don't even know why I'm posting. No one even knows I'm here. I guess I haven't made a real effort to let people know I'm here. Actually, I've made zero effort. I'll start now.

I am Candice Grimes. I am better than this. Be my friend?