6:39 PM Feeling: Not too good at all. Why don't my parents like me? Today, my dad called me "the best fry cook McDonalds would ever see." and then he called me a failure. And then he wonders why I won't try to talk to him at all. Sweet Grievous. I wonder why. So yeah...and then my mom says that they're only saying that because they love me and want what's best for me. Wow. If that's the way they show they love me, then I'd hate to see what would happen if they hated me. But they already hate me, and I know they don't love me whatsoever. But yeah...school today was pretty cool. I saw Marissa today, and when I was looking at her she looked right up at me, direct eye contact, and I had to look away quickly, as I felt my cheeks beginning to burn. *sigh* I try to tell her I really like her on MSN, and I wanna ask her out soon, but I'm soo bloody nervous about it. Paul said he'd help me out...so yeah. He's a true friend...just like John, Andrew and Adam now. Well, I'm out. Later.