Yogurt Is Addicting.
So...I missed the Oscars.
Would you believe I actually slept through it?
More important things have been happening, actually.
I guess my body was just telling me to take a break.
See, my grandma...well, she worries me. She's the last grandparent I've got.
Once she's gone...
I don't even want to think about it.
The other night, she wouldn't wake up. Apparently she was dreaming deeply.
It still frightens me because now every time I walk into her room, I'm beginning to dread the worst. And I don't want to. I REALLY don't want to. Maybe I'm just being silly.
Or
Maybe I ate too much yogurt. That might be it.
It's 12:40 and I want to keep talking to him.