new years day. i woke up and i still really cant move my neck. so that sucks.

good things- helping brandon out of a bind, getting to spontaneously have lunch with bethany and corey on their way through home. taking a nap with the dog. these are good things.

bad things- getting the shit kicked out of me by love. i decided to be honest and say how i feel about everything. and it didnt matter. it really hurt. i dont know what to think really. i just want my feelings to matter. i want my words to mean something. do they?

blurgh. i have to think of the good things. if i cant figure out how to make my life better then maybe i can make someone else's better.