1/22/12.

Last night mum saw the scratch on my nose when we were talking. She asked me what it was from.

When dad put his hand over my mouth and all, only thing that stopped him was the fact she had walked in, but she didn't see what we going on. 

So I suppose she's not that blind, as not to notice it.. But it's on my face and pretty obvious, so..

.. She seemed freaked out when I told her what had happened. Suppose he'd left that part out when they spoke. Woops. :]

It's funny though, we were doing a bit of yoga/stretching, my wrist was even turned directly towards her and she didn't seem to notice that.

I dunno why I didn't hide it better in the first place. I suppose I really did stop caring. Will only encourage her to start trying to find me a psychologist, like she said she'd do.. 

It's funny, I've caught people with scars. Even with fresh cuts. 

I have this.. routine I go through.

"Nice cuts!" I'll laugh softly, meeting their eyes. "Where'd you get them?" 

They'll say something or another. Sometimes they'll be honest, admit it. But it's easy enough to tell when people lie about it.

Probably because I've used most of the lies.

If I had one wish and couldn't wish for more wishes, I'd wish that all my friends were within walking distance. That way, I could notice more about them. I could see them, feel them.. It would be.. wonderful. 

Hn.. School tomorrow.. I've reconnected with an old friend of mine since 7th grade.. I was unsure for a long time if she was a real friend, we used to fight a lot, and she honestly was generally pretty selfish some of the time.. 

But she's changed a lot; we both have.. It's wonderful, she's very.. observant.. I can really speak to her.. And we click so well, always have, and it's stayed.. 

So we may have a sleepover soon.. The idea is.. wonderful. I do hope it works..

I wonder now, how I could be used, if one wanted to.. 

..Also, I can't sleep.