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ghosts in the corner of my eye
Jun. 29th, 2006 10:53 ami have the house to myself and it is SO creepy... i'm not taking calls and i'm not answering the door, so i'm completely isolated. i'm all done packing too, and it's not even 11am yet!!! *indignant* i always wonder why it takes everyone else in my family so long to pack, when i can pack for a week in like half an hour. yeesh. you'd think with the amount of traveling my family has done, they'd all be experts, but no~o...
well, i keep expecting to find my family about the house. i'm so used to being isolated in a full house that it's weird not to hear my sister playing in her room with a friend or hear donny puttering around on his computer on the other side of my bedroom wall. i go downstairs and i can't see my dad in the backyard but i expect to find him right there in his chair on the patio anyways. and when i step out of my room i can't see my mom doing laundry, but i can't hear her doing things downstairs either. and of course paddy isn't barking at pedestrians and i can't follow her around the house by the sound of her collar jingling. it's so odd; i'm used to being alone in my room, and everyone in my family is independant; we all do our own thing, but we do it all together, y'know? so now that i actually am the only one here, it's weird to not be able to go outside or upstairs and find someone quietly doing something. it's like ghosts in the back of my hearing or in the corner of my eye, i expect them to be there and then they aren't. *shivers*
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so now i've burned a whole... twenty-five minutes, writing this entry. i'm waiting for twelve to roll around, so i can eat lunch, take my pill, put the fish back in their shiny clean bowl, get the mail, and start watching movies. movies all day!!!! yay!!!!
well, i keep expecting to find my family about the house. i'm so used to being isolated in a full house that it's weird not to hear my sister playing in her room with a friend or hear donny puttering around on his computer on the other side of my bedroom wall. i go downstairs and i can't see my dad in the backyard but i expect to find him right there in his chair on the patio anyways. and when i step out of my room i can't see my mom doing laundry, but i can't hear her doing things downstairs either. and of course paddy isn't barking at pedestrians and i can't follow her around the house by the sound of her collar jingling. it's so odd; i'm used to being alone in my room, and everyone in my family is independant; we all do our own thing, but we do it all together, y'know? so now that i actually am the only one here, it's weird to not be able to go outside or upstairs and find someone quietly doing something. it's like ghosts in the back of my hearing or in the corner of my eye, i expect them to be there and then they aren't. *shivers*
( cut for bloody details. )
so now i've burned a whole... twenty-five minutes, writing this entry. i'm waiting for twelve to roll around, so i can eat lunch, take my pill, put the fish back in their shiny clean bowl, get the mail, and start watching movies. movies all day!!!! yay!!!!
