I used to dream about a girl like you.
I just emailed him. I am weak. I should not be the one making an effort. I guess I'm just not willing to give up. Last time, he told me, I gave up too easy. What am I giving up on?
I don't know.
I guess I just want to be able to talk to him, that's all.
I wish I hadn't been stuck inside today. Damn you blizzard. It would've felt good to go to the gym. I hate missing days now.
Got Ani tickets. Going in less than a month. I'm pretty excited. He wanted to come too. I decided Rachel would have none of it. Also, fuck that. I have to stop being so nice. And forgiving and shit.
The other Jessica read my journal. It was good though. We finally talked about what was going on. I'm glad we're hanging out again. I really like her.
I'm so fucking stoked for Harvard Model Congress this weekend. A bottle of Thug Passion, an ounce and the coolest kids in school chilling in Boston for the weekend? It doesn't get much better than this. I want to try and win an award though. I'm the fucking coolest liberal too. Nancy Pelosi. Gonna make Mr. I proud.
I think my laziness is directly proportional to the amount of snow we're getting. No. That's a lie. I'm always really lazy.
I made it to the final round of "Who Wants Full Tuition to Plattsburg?" It's pretty exciting. I'm going down weekend after next. For an interview and "scholar's weekend." I hope Rachel comes. I'll probably die if I have to spend 3 days with the parents. Well, and the college kids. It'll be fun.
My parents have been having lots of secret fights lately. It's wierd.
Me and my brother are getting along though. Drugs bring us together.
How can I be sleepy. I've slept at least 15 hours today.