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eh...i was going to write about today. but i just dont feel like it. jesse should know now that we arent together anymore. if he doenst then...he'll know. he's coming tomorrow because he made me promise him to play guitar. i dont like playing in front of other people...especially on someone else's guitar bc its just not the same. but im not allowed to bring mine. so. yeah. but i'm better than him...hehe. boy do i have an ego....eh who cares. katrina got back with mike today. i was mad when i first saw them..and miriah was really mad. the first thing i thought was oh god, he's lying to her again. but you know...its her choice...i hope it works out this time. it was wierd today not being around jesse so much. i think i already miss it. i hate summer so fucking much. i'm going to die. i think i should go out with kyle. that's right..kyle. kyle wright. he's always been so nice to me..ever since 8th grade when i first met him. he says nice things to me, he's funny, i have fun with him. but i've blown him off the three years. i wish i could tell im somehow that i kinda always wanted to go out with him, but when he would ask me there was another guy that i wanted. or was getting over..which reminds me. my mom looked at my sketchbook today and read the note i put in there from josh. and my poems from mr walker and the literary journal. she didnt really say anything. but she's being all bitchy today. her ex husband is here....they ate stake. it was gross. just smelling it cooking made me want to gag. eh...i've said too much. this is boring. summer sucks. as if i havent said that enough to make you want to slap me. it makes me sad to leave him. but good things just dont happen for me.
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You have nothing to apologise to me for. I should be the one to apologise, my entry was generalizing everyone I know as hating me. And I didn't even talk to you about it... I'm sorry... Ifthere's anything I can do to make you feel better, just name it... D'you like those Starbucks frappucino things...? I have a few in my fridge and I could bring you one on the last day of school if you like. Not quite ben&jerry's but I don't know how to bring tha
t to school without it melting.
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