Things around here have been a little strange lately. A week ago, I was dreading the day that I had to leave. Today, I can't wait to get out. I'm not entirely sure what's changed, but I guess I'm just ready to move on. I had wanted to trip this weekend with everyone (literally, a lot of people were planning on it), but I ended up not being able to get anything in time, which kind of bummed me out. It was alright, though. I just kind of chilled with Mike, Tom, and Peytra. Mike and I smoked a little bit of opium and some pot, and just kind of laughed at everyone who was tripping. I had a typewriter outside in the grass at one point, and Ashley and I were writing stories. (Just a little bored). So, I decided to write down things that Riely was saying. Here is an excerpt from my writing last night: Riely: "Nichole! Your eyes are so glittery right now! You look so pretty!! Where is Lisa?" Nichole: "Riely, I'm writing about you right now" Riely: "What? You see, I'm envisioning that and it's really tripping me out. Nichole, I want to take you where my fingers are going! I love you Nichole! I want to just put you on my hand and take you with me. Wow. It's like my fingers grew their own set of fingers. Oh my god. Where's Lisa? You guys, I'm really cold. But I just can't go inside. Where's Lisa? Wow, you guys! Quit typing me! I can kick you from far away! Where's Lisa? WOW! What is a belly button? Oh my god, my smile is so ugly right now! Why am I thinking of cereal? It's like a symphony in my head, and I wish you guys could hear it! I'm trying to envision what love looks like in my head..." I ate way too much for breakfast. I think I'm going to go back to my room and take a nap until my mother comes.