Sometimes I get this caged in sort of feeling. I got it a lot when I was younger, which is partly why I had a hard time as a teenager I think...I don't get it too often anymore, but sometimes. Sometimes it only last a couple minutes. It's a strange feeling...I don't know how to explain it except that I feel stuck, or caged in, or trapped...this feeling makes me want to do crazy impulsive things. I guess maybe it's to make sure that I really am free and in control of my own life and in charge of who I am and who I will become. It makes me want to do things that wouldn't be expected of me....ok, I'll give an example that I think a lot of people can relate to. When you're at church, or even a really really quiet library, and everything is just dead silent and suddenly you have this unbelievable desire to stand up and yell obsenities at the top of your lungs...you know you won't actually do it, but you want to.

Daddy and I leave for San Francisco tomorrow morning at 6:00!! I am sooo excited!! Yesterday when I got home from work I baked a million and a half cookies to take with me! Yum! Also, I am bringing Pancakes (he is my bunny) and Mr. Blankie and I am a little worried about blankie. He is very very old and hasn't been feeling well lately. I haven't even washed him in ages because I'm afraid he'll just go to pieces. I'll need to take extra careful care of him. I wish San Francisco was Jamaica. And when I say Jamaica I really mean I just wish it was warm like Jamaica. thats all. But it's ok that it's not because we are going to have SO MUCH F U N!!! EEEEP!

I am Jennie