I just took a shower and feel great and cold too.  I dont feel so cold that my feet are freezing because I just put on some socks.

So here are some lovely things I want to think about this night!  Yay!

We are going to talk about teddy bears, and chocolate bunnies, and clouds, and the seashore where you last wrote my name in the sand with yours in a heart. Aww.  I know, but wait!  There are shells that we have collected and we place them around the heart for no reason.  Awww, that’s so sweet!  Look now it’s decorated!  What is decorated?  The air around the heart?  What is in the air now?  What if their love grows, how will the heart grow when there’s shells in the way? 

Veryy funny guys.  Well, here I am alone in my room, thank goodness I am alone in my room, not with other roommates outside, or with a smelly loudsnoring roommate inside…my room.  She doesnt HAVE to stink.  I COULD tell her, but one night I heard her crying and I felt bad for having ever thought she was stinky.  I thought, if I were to tell her that she stinks, she might cry about that too.  And then I’ll REALLY feel bad and she probably wouldnt tell me that that is the reason why she cried or that she even cried at all!

I am drinking a newly opened Pepsi at six thirty at night, and it feels like…how is it supposed to feel?  Fizzly.  No not that.  I feel happier?  With my Pepsi?  Does my Pepsi crave my thirst.  No, i mean you know.  And then does it quench my thirst?  Yes.  And I always want more of it.

My voices just laughed.

And so now we talk about Rachele sitting on her bed.  She is quiet right now.  Thinking, “What the hell am i going to be writing next with these guys?”  And we say, “We will say things that are mean and unwarranted to you and to everyone else!”  Yay!  Oh gosh, she said.  That sounds terrible.  But why havent we been still making little saying marks “”?  Now I lost track, they think.  Or DO they?  Maybe they dont even care.  Maybe we should talk more.  You talk all the time.  Maybe Rachele doesnt even know that we exist!  What?  Then she wont know if we are here!  But I DO know you are here.  NO.  I dont think so.  I think you just think that we are little things in your head talking to you.  Whispers: You dont know that we have tiny feet in your brain and talking to you with little stakes.  Umm, whatever THAT means!

So anyway, I am going to talk ALONE, or at least TRY to.  Suddenly my body drains of energy.  I feel like my head is floating bobbing on my neck and shoulders.  They talk but I cant hear them anymore.  They repeated what I just wrote in my mind…and I dont know why.  I think theyre reading it.

Anyway, enough weird stuff.  So, oh!  I didnt even open my Pepsi can yet! Mmm so fizzly and cold.  The last good thing Ill be tasting for tonight, since i think theyre locking up the kitchen soon…at least quicker than Ill be done with my now fresh cola.  Mmm Pepsi!  You know, I feel lucky right now.  Why?  Because I have a Pepsi!  Yaaayyy!

Do you REALLY think that I’d say Yay?  I think I did. 

Maybe Not.

“We like to eat apples all day long and sufforcate with ourselves in our laps and take for granted little animal crackers in our head and they can tell us things like that we werent made for living but they think we shall never have alone time but we want them to know that people can crave for us all they want and it doesnt mean that we will be with them.  You know?  I mean everytime I think of something it comes out on her page and i wish i could write it myself but I have no hands and yes that is right rachele, we have no hands.  So, we would like to take your hands now to do our bidding.  WHY do we have to do what rachele wants us to do?  We dont!  hahahhaha.  So why do you we even listen?  terrible news about us is freaking me out.  what?  you guys dont even know what youre saying.  we can delete it if we wanted to.  dont.  why?  because wanted to eat it.  we can terrible things are ieast of the land…shut up.  we can do things if you let us rachele.  Let us eat apples!”