I have prejudices. It annoys me because it argues with my understanding of what is right and what's wrong. I try to fight them. Unfortunately I don't always even know that I have them.

I was given some of my grandmothers money. I've been wondering what to do with it. I don't want to spend it on something that's not important. I want to be able to look at something and remember her. So I thought I'd buy fabric and make a skirt out of it. Mainly because the last time I ever talked to her she said that it was the time for me to learn how to sew my own clothing. She always did her own clothes and some of ours as well. Unfortunately I'm nowhere as good at sewing as she was. But I suppose I'll learn.
I just don't know what kind of a skirt I want to make.

I thought I'd go out this weekend to see Two witches (a band). I feel relieved when I even consider the possibility of doing that so I think I'll do it. It'll do good to my mental health. Now I only need to get someone to go with me which will present a problem. I think I'll have to brace myself and go on my own.

Yesterday.