*2001-06-09 - 9:54 p.m.*

Hello my pretties.

Well, my Dad and my uncle have been reading my diary. I set this thing up initially to, not nessesarily spread my word, but just to vent to anyone who wants to read it. And I don't mind that some guy in Salt Lake City or some gal in Toronto read this, but when your own relatives remark on entries and give feedback...I realized how stupid I sound sometimes. C'est la vie. I write how I feel at the moment I'm writting. What else can I do? Keep everything all up inside again. Sure, right. Back to migraines. No way.

Speaking of migraines, I had my first one in a long while last night. I was able to nip it in the bud just in time, but man...I use to have them as a kid constantly. My Dad atually took me for an MRI once to make sure nothing was wrong with my head. Once I switched from public to private school, they dissappeared. Now, I'm back in public school, they've reappeared, but not with the frequency that they use too. I might get one once every 4 months or so. It's funny. I've had them so often, I know exactly what stage I'm at while I have them, and I'm able to calm myself down, focus the pain and stuff away. Don't laugh, it helps. Power of mind over matter and all that.

Well, I think I'm gonna wrap this up for tonight. I'm baby-sitting at the moment, and I don't want to write tooo long. G'night!