DEARest!
I hope you have fun painting today. It'll be more exciting than what I'm doing anyway. But it's my second to last day. I was SO tired last night. Hopefully when I'm not working my sleeping pattern will adjust back to what it's supposed to be at my age. I wish we were going to Emily's reception. Weren't we invited at one point? Guess who Megan's taking to the wedding though...you only have one guess. Kate. And THEN Kate had the audacity to ask if she could bring her "boyfriend" too. As if it was no problem to feed another guest who knows NObody in Megan's family and pay $120 for his entree, just so Kate could have someone to feel her up during the sermon! (I'm a little bitter.) Caitlin, it's really sad when a girl really really like a guy (and likes to drink) and he just pretends to like her and sleeps with her, but otherwise lives in another state where I'm sure he has another "girlfriend," with whom he participates in the same activities. But somehow, I feel Kate deserves it and (here's the clincher) I'm so thrilled that she's so clingy because she's never going to realize that most guys she's going to go out with are not really going to care about her, only everyone else will know, just like we do right now. Wow! I'm SUCH a bitch. (This is a private journal right?) That's my worst fear though. To be in any situation (not restricted to, but especially relationships) where I care about the other party(ies) so much that I'm blind to the fact that they're laughing at my being there. You know? Part of the reason I didn't keep in touch with Alex. I didn't think he wanted me too, so no forcing going on at this end. Anyway, this is kind of rambly and I don't even know if you're awake yet. But when you do wake up, hopefully you'll write me. I love love love you.
Rach
Rach