  I just took my contacts out. It doesn't bother me all that much putting them in (usually), but taking them out sucks. I got a little dizzy after they were finally out, but I don't know why. They say everyone has a different method of putting them in and taking them out.
Why did I adopt my mom's method from when she had contacts?? She uses the "aching back" method, which is leaning over the sink trying to put them in or take them out. Right now I'm listening to the Lost Prophets. It's been a while since I've lstened to them, so I'm happy. My mom slept most of today, which is most definitely not a good sign. I tried to call Jill to get an earful of her usual "well thought-out" insight.
She wasn't home, oh well. I think I need some space from my mom. I'm really starting to hate how she's just always there. I'm not saying that I don't ever want to be around her, it's just being around someone for too many hours a day can be disturbing. Either today or yesterday was the one year anniversary of the day hell broke loose. I can't say exactly what happened, because it's just that personal.
On some level, I don't feel like I'm that ready to let much of anyone know about it. I told a few people, but I felt like I could really trust them. Let's just say that one year from around this time of year, my beliefs were slightly changed. I don't even know if I believe in religion anymore. Now when I think about it, it just seems like some strange conception in the mind, or a way to control people.
Maybe I'll believe in something again sometime, or maybe I wont. I wouldn't say I'm an athiest, because I don't really like labels. Also, I guess athiesm it's self is kind of a religion, and that's exactly what I'm unsure about. Chelsey's an athiest. Before I was sort of a pantheist and a polytheist. Monotheism seems kind of controlling. I bet some people would wonder what the hell I'm talking about, somedays I wonder what I'm even griping about.
I'm an odd one, but I guess that's why I'm "special. " Lol...... 
