chillax; you're not that easy to forget

okay i lied, i guess i didn't go back to sleep thursday night.
i had ice cream friday morning, which ko brought for steph.
i thought she was crazy,
but it was actually really, really good.
i think that could be my new caffeine.
forget coffee, i didn't fall asleep all day.
i basically crashed after school though, a couple hours after.
i vaguely recall answering the phone and speaking with nandita.
i bailed on emerson plans, and then in my dream we were going ahead with those plans. i think we went to go pick up shailey and there was a squirrel in her house.
or something. it was kind of dark. lots of wood.

i woke up around 2 i think, and fell asleep again, and then woke up around 6:30.
i tried going back to sleep.
god, it is cold down there on that sofa.
i feel slighted again. my dad put another blanket on me, but it's one of those thin ones.
and i feel kind of like...well hey, when i see my sister asleep down there i take the time to bring her a real blanket.
and it's like..what the fuck. it's just caroline, who cares.
i mean, not that i'm not grateful for the extra blanket.
but where were my sisters?
whatever.
i'll get over it.
hmm. pageant today.
i've been saving my five bucks to see jerry. i can hardly wait.
well actually i guess i can wait.
but yeah, i found out this morning that apparently i'd agreed to a family dinner tonight while i was asleep. my sister's birthday is coming up and i don't know what to get her. we'll postpone though.
i'm still trying to think. eugh.
anyway. i woke up and saw angel eyes.
jeez, james caviezel is hot. he played jesus in passion of the christ, which i've never seen, and jerry, the homeless guy, in pay it forward, but was obscured by a very scruffy beard.
there is something very honest about his eyes.
i mean, that look could also be mistaken for a psychotic ax murderer, but fortunately it was portrayed differently or i'd be less smitten.
i really like christina aguilera's "love will find a way."
how come it never made it big?
i realize that the very title itself makes a person think corny.
but what would the world be without cliches?
we'd be out of cheesy lines, and then, by jove, i'd be miserable.
wait, i'm not feeling so great anyway.
well, my point is, the world thrives on people who ham it up.
"i'm sorry, you had a point? it must've gotten lost under all that pudding."
oh hey, i think harry potter was in my dream too. he didn't play a significant role, but somehow i'm almost certain that--
no, nevermind, maybe not.
hey. [insert smile] i lowered my cholesterol!