Things are going well, but they aren't at the same time.
Currently I'm curled up under an OSU snuggie with a heating pad next to Reagan, looking for an OFF download just because I want to play it.

Well, I believe my friend is starting to get sick of me. Of course, they all do at some point. Sometimes it lasts a little while, sometimes they never talk to me again, whatever. I'll get through it.

So.
Mother's Day.
More like the day my mum's dreading because my brother's moving out next week so we'll be helping him move stuff all weekend. Gah. I know I've had tons of really bad quarrels with my mum, but I love her. I hate to see her so upset and I'm upset, too, because- well, my brother was always there. But not.
By that I mean we never talk to one another. Not anymore, at least. As a kid, I would normally do one of four things (or a combination of some) every day.
1. Hang out with Reagan.
2. Attempt to solve another argument between Reagan and Cheyenne (usually over the phone; I avoided being with both of them in person at the same time).
3. Hide in my room doodling, reading, listening to music, or just curling up on the computer.
4. Follow my brother and his friends around.

Now, let's pay attention to the fourth one. I would follow him and his friends whenever they would go out skateboarding near our house. Normally Kevin would film them, so I got to witness that as well. A lot of the time on these days I would end up spending the whole day with him and I would fall asleep on his bed watching him play video games.
It was maybe two out of every five times that he would actually move me out onto the couch or into my bed upstairs. Most times he would let me sleep there with him.
Yeah, sad to think that we barely speak two words to one-another anymore.

But I digress. Basically, he means a lot to me and so losing him just out of the blue is really clouding my thoughts. I had to go lay in the clinic at school for two class periods today, actually, due to minor cramps and the fact that if I was going to cry, I didn't want it to be in Science or Math, in front of teachers I look up to and people that already mock me 75% of the time. Thankfully I didn't cry, but my cramps haven't let up all day. (Damn womanhood.)
So I just feel bad that on top of the fact that I really can't do anything for Mother's Day that she would actually enjoy, she has to help lose her baby boy. We all know he'll never come visit if he doesn't have to. As awful as it sounds, it's true. He's a lovely guy, he cares about us immensely, but he and I are similar in the anti-socializing category.

So there's that, my little not-so vent session on some things that have been plaguing my mind lately.

Gah. Lately I've been going to sleep watching WVIZ Create. For some reason the music puts me to sleep after about ten minutes. But hey, at least I've been sleeping a bit more.
Or a lot more.
Can it be considered binge-sleeping? Probably. Whatever. I'm just tired all the time.

So if you've read this far or skipped to the end, I want to get my hair cut short, but not short. Not the length I did before- guh. Guy haircut but longer, something like that. Any ideas or suggestions?

I think I should go back to finding that OFF download. . .