Hm. eeemotions bug me. I wish I understood myself. Why can I try so hard to help others when I can hardly help myself? I guess that doesn't matter anymore. I know this guy, but all I can say to him is hi. I think about him every day, wondering what he'll do or say. All the time I wonder why, I like this handsome small town guy. That's skill for a 5th grader. Me and Justine wrote that back in elementary school. Haha. I wish I could write good poems as of lately. They seem to suck. Some people want it all, I don't...want nothing at all, if it aint you baby, if I aint got you with me baby. I love Alicia Keys. Yeayuh I listen to r&b more than most people might think. PS I feel like an ass. I think I hurt a really good friend [aka bestest estest friend] by something that I'd said in an entry from awhile ago. I truly am sorry. There was no reason for me to even say that. I think I must have been in a bad mood or something. I love you to pieces and I'm sorry if I made you feel bad in any way. You're still my favorite egg roll :) ily. K I'm going to try and think of something clever to write because I'm feeling kinda