Holden Caulfield

A Reversal in Progress
2003-12-26 23:58:49 (UTC)

Merry Christmas

I'll get back to this entry I'm at Amy's house right now, I
forgot I had given her this website. I better be cautious
of what I write now,, or I could be honest b/c why would I
have anything bad to say about her? She's been nothing but
sweet and supportive to me. Right now I'm waiting in her
room for my friend Chris to call. She's taking
peeks at the screen while I try horribly to cover up the
screen. Amy did bring up a good point, "Lino why do you
write it if you don't want anyone to read it?" The paradox
is that I do want people to read just not everyone. The
conundrum is that I have no power of who gets to
glimpse into my most deepest thoughts. I'll most likely
delete all of this when I get home.

Please excuse the sloppy structure and grammical errors. My
Christmas began on a lesser note. I was woken from my
slumber by my father.
"Wake up we're going to church" he shouted.
"What time?" I moaned half awake.
"in 5 minutes."
shit! I thought to myself. I tumbled out of bed I'm not
finished
I'm just baout to fall asleep I'll finsih writing
tomarrow........later

It's been 2 days since I wrote that last sentence, and
the truth is I'm not goign to finish the story in great
detail. In fact I'll sum it up in a word: sucked. I worked
2- 10 at regal, and instead of sleeping in I went to church
(korean) then I visited my grandfather's grave where I
thought evil and morbib things like who'll be the next one
to die in my family? I wonder who'd be there especially if
it were me, and I hope I have an open casket ( meaning
nothing too gruesome of a death). The highlight of the
night though was Amy visited me after work . She brought me
dinner and some candy, and by candy I mean just candy.
onceI finally got home I opened a few presents, which were
all lovely. Then I fell asleep. The end.




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