Do you know what's embarassing? Singing at the top of your lungs to the music in the car, with your hair in pigtails, a stuffed camel on your lap, and being caught by the person beside you at the stop light.

I have decided that I don't like long car trips. An hour is just enough to have a good sing. Not three hours, hearing the same songs over and over. And feeling sleepy. And cold, and bored, and lonely. I'm not a big fan of highway driving. Mom keeps saying she's proud of me for going up and helping like that... and I'm glad I did, in a way. Craft shows make me mad now. It's the perfect opportunity for people-watching, which I love, but it seems that people are often idiots. I strongly dislike idiots.

I had a lot of talks this week. It was really good for me. Because there was a lot of tension between some friends and I, and I couldn't explain it. AW and I went out for Fruizles, and AR and I finally sat down and talked to each other, and I remembered why I loved them both so much. I'm getting some flack from LU, I spend too much time with my "new friends" apparently. Except, they're the ones who I can talk to, and who listen to me, and still value my opinion, it seems right now. For so long, it seemed that my friends, who I absolutely adored, didn't care about me. I didn't see them all day, and when I finally did, they didn't care. That really hurt. I'm sure they didn't mean for it to hurt, but it did. Now I'm feeling a lot better about a lot of relationships. That is nice, for a change. I've quit worrying about production, so what if it's unfair. Sigh. Life is okay again. I wish it would stop being a rollercoaster, because I'm getting sick.