Kangaroo

11:40 pm: I had a great weekend. I went to the lake for Mike's birthday. It was a lot of fun, very laid back. Much better than Friday. Too many people.

And of course, a new love of my life. I find a new one every week.

11:26 pm: I did a lot of thinking this weekend. I'm going to do something. Something big. I need to start my career. I'll get a job first, but then I'll really do it.
And I really need to get over my fear and just talk to him. That will never happen though. That's just not me.

07:35 pm: I'm so sad. I talked to the love of my life. He now has a girlfriend. Since April. I guess it's good that they've been together so long, because I've never known him to do that. It was good to talk to him. I haven't heard from him since March. I need to visit him sometime. The girlfriend thing makes it a little weird. I'd like to be with him, but friends I can deal with. Maybe it's better for us that way. I really want to see him though.

"I've missed you so much..."

08:53 pm: I really need a job. And fast. My money is disappearing. And people keep changing their plans and it's getting annyoing.

06:40 pm: One week. One week until Fall Break. And I really need it. I'd like to say that it will be so much fun, but then again, I could be wrong. Lately weekends haven't been all that fun. Just relaxing. But that's what I need. I see the doctor tomorrow. How fun.

I'm in love even more now that he cut his hair.

06:40 pm: I hate today. It's so late and I have so much to do. And I just spent $150 on a calculator. I'm gluing this one to my hand. If I lose this one I'm going to cry. And I have 4 essays to revise. I really hate Sundays. Especially when everyone thinks I'm in a bad mood. I'm just not happy all the time, it doesn't mean I'm upset.

01:34 am: What a great drive home...

03:29 am: It's 3:30am and I'm still awake. I don't think I'll be sleeping tonight. I'm writing an essay, which I should have done yesterday or at least earlier today. It's damn good though. I always work best late and procrastinating. I don't have art tomorrow, so I don't have to worry about falling asleep in class.

I finally bought Pepper a ball. He's so excited. And some chew sticks. I need money. I need a job. I like my freedom though. Maybe my parents will sympathize. Probably not, but it's worth a try. At least I'm doing well in school. I'm putting effort into something, even if it's at 3:30 in the morning.

08:53 pm: Class was great. We made eye contact so many times. I would be happy for the rest of my life with just that. Just the thought of him. I don't even need to talk to him. Just those 3 seconds. I get lost in his eyes. So blue, like endless oceans.

And I know it because I feel it when I see him. Everything goes crazy inside when he looks at me. I've never gotten so bubbly around anyone else.

06:30 pm: Crazy weekend. Fun but not. Friday was hell. Sometimes my niceness bites me in the ass. Last night was fun though. I played drunk driver with the Jessicas. Then we watched the Recruit. Some random guy kept trying to come in and see me. I only think he liked me because I gave him alcohol. I just always have a permanent boyfriend for these occasions, because the "I'm single and staying that way" doesn't seem to work for me. Hence the Friday from hell.