Who's she talking about? I seriously don't know. It's a tad illogical to write to someone who'll never read the message, so I don't think it's to...you know. But then, you never do know. I hope it's not to her. I don't like being sandwich filling. But it's all right if it's to me. I do what I think is right, and if people are going to hate me for it, well. Is that supposed to be my fault?

Damn. My left side is cracking every time I move it. Not a good thing, I presume. Dad will be back in around half an hour. I wonder... If he'd come back earlier then we could have dinner together, but as such it seems unlikely. Brother's asleep, or he should be. I just realised that he usually makes a lot of sense. Okay, not 'usually'. The only reason why I'm saying that and not 'always' is that nobody makes sense when they're suicidal. And that happens sometimes, so yeah.

Ooh, I get to be wardrobe mistress for the Literature PT. That is something I'm not actually too interested in... With luck, I'll get Helen. Without, I'll get Helen and Kate and have to run around constantly. No, actually it's not possible for me to be both, becasue they're in the same scenes. Sam says something about a figurine, but I don't really think it's a good idea. Whatever. I'll just take whatever they throw at me and do it to the best of my ability. After that, if things still go wrong, it's none of my business. Ahh, I hate double roles. As if I'd like being Kate and Helen, anyway. But WHATEVER. (How come I don't get a say in this again?)

YJ is not online 'cause her computer seems to hate her. Or msn. Dear me. I wish she were online. Then we wouldn't have to risk getting our heads bitten off, right? I guess.

Oh yeah, she's coming over tomorrow. Yay!

Grr...Will stop typing now in case I ruin the keyboard. Damn PTs. Stop complaining.

See you.
Aerin