I feel So weird. I miss Blake. I feel Alone, Yet Crowded at the same time. I dont like Golf. But I cant quit. I wish I could run away to Canada. No California. No Europe. Hmmmm I wish I could get in trouble less. I want to change My screen name. I want Brandon to hug me more like he used to. I need to take Advil. I need some Rum. I dont feel serious Yet I dont feel Humerous. My Boobs are growing, I think. I want a Hot Pocket. But I ate them all this Weekend. Ughh. I am Cold But Im lazy. I need to take a shower. I want to sleep. I want a Bubble Bath. Mmmm Hmmm. I want to be taken seriously. But not too seriously. I dont know. This entry is long and stupid and it pisses me off. I dont know why. I hate being sad. It serves no purpose exept for creating good literature. I am not creating anything. And, I am still sad. I think. I'm so needy. Good-Bye. Jess