frozen in a place I hide, not affraid to paint my sky, and some would say i've lost my mind

I've been enjoying my week off because I'm fired. I did my italian culture project. It's decent. It deffinately could have been better, but it's not an eyesore, or really bad either. I'm just a really tough self critic.

I miss practicing with my band. I'm looking forward to saturday a lot. The band has a whicked lot of potentional. Kyle is an amazing song writer, and we have this great chemistry. We all just click. It's absolutely beautiful.

So today makes 8 months; very happy about that.

Brit and I have tickets to Phantom of the Opera on Firday.

Life's been getting easier because mom isn't screaming anymore.

My grandma is really really bad. I went ot spend some time with her today because my dad begged me to. She called my dad at two in the morning, or sometime around then, and she had no clue where she was and was crying. Everyone is prediciting that it is not very long until she becomes one of those human shells. Brit had this really cool idea to make a scrap book with both new and old pictures to help jog her memory, and i really really like the idea and i think i'm going to get right on it and hopefully finish is really soon.