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Okay where to start, I haven't written in a while but nothing to big really happened. I've been spending a lot of time with Graham lately, I like hanging out with him. My friends think that I'm going to ditch them for him this summer, especially after wendsday.. hehe.. but really, I have the most fun with my liz and ashley, then I would with Graham, most of the time. I can only take so much of Graham...lol... but i'm gonna try to keep a balance between seeing Graham, and my other to women, this summer. Hopefully I'm not working too much. Friday I went to the mall with Graham, somehow my sister and brother got stuck with us but it worked out fine. Destini ended up with her boything james found some friends, and me and Graham saw shrek 2.. It was funny, from what I saw at least...lol... Saturday me and graham went to a craxy death metel show. Not too many people went but it was still fun. Allen's going to basic training sometime this week so this was the last time we could see him before he goes into the army.. I'm gonna miss him a lot. we'll yesterday (sunday) Graham brought me home from work, We were talking for a while then he got the idea that I was mad or annoyed at him for some reason. I dunno I guess part of me was just annoyed. I know that he thinks I'm bothered by him going to amanda's house but that only bothered me a little, only because it was Amanda, I understood that he was just getting help with his spanish final. So I didn't get upset about it. But what made me upset was how it seems like I can talk to him but it just goes through one ear and out the other. It seems like if I talk to him about something that really bothers me he would just say something like "thats not true" or whatever, or he wouldn't say anything, he'll just change the subject. Thats what really bothers me. It's seems like if i have a problem with something that he does he wouldn't change his ways. it seems like if i tell him something he'll just hope that, maybe if he avoids it i'll forget that it it ever bothered me in the first place. I dunno, I hate how he never calls me, sometimes when i'm really upset about things I tend to keep them to myself, i don't know why it's hard for me to talk to him about the 'little' things. It's hard to talk to anyone really. A lot of people think they know more about me then they really do.a lot of people would be surprised if they knew how I relly felt about certain things, and whats really going on in my mind. But until then I guess i have this stupid journal thing to write in. Like my darling prom date all i need is someone to listen to. i guess thats all for now. Theres more but i'll save that for later... bye.