Life is confusing. It seriously is. Just when I was starting to feel really down, an old friend IM'ed me out of the blue. He's such a nut. I'm so glad we were able to talk. Our conversation went from talking about school, to hodgehog rape (you really don't want to know), to child molestation, to Lion King/Toy Story, to his mother driving through the slums, to Aqua Teen Hunger Force movie, and more.

In other bits of my life, I did a lot of falling in the past week. Most of them hurt. Like, the stairs. That sucked. Same with going into the ditch. Car full of teens is probably not the safest thing in the world.

Also, creepy thing happened when I was at the library today. I was listening to my mp3 player while browsing through the new cds when this guy, who I have no idea who he is, walked over to me and started talking to me about The Cougar Chronicle. Which was all fine and dandy because, you know, that's a huge part of my life. I also realize he's a guy and so, him talking to my chest shouldn't be a big surprise or anything. But he was at least in his late 20's to early 30's, with a wedding band.

But what was really creepy was when he followed me out of the library and got into the car parked next to mine. And parked across the street while I picked my sister up from her school. And followed us to the store. Thankfully, he did not go into the place or anything.

It was really disturbing. If I knew who he was, I would have gone to the police station and told them what was going on. I think that was the first time I've felt really unsafe since David was killed. I really do.