Thursday, 5:43 p.m.   Bound with Silk scarves, Gagged with Loneliness I miss you. I get most of next week off due to exams I won't be taking. Tomorrow I take a maths exam at 1, Monday I go to Art for an "exam" that is really double Arts class. At lunch today, The boys played a game called "Scrag." You have your group of players, and you have a bottle, and you have a playing area. The rules are, don't go outside your playing area, and fight nicely (aka go after the right guy if at all possible). The object of the game is to have the bottle. If you have the bottle, then try not to let go of it, if you do not have the bottle, tackle the bottle-holder and try to get the bottle. Even if there are ten people on top of the bottle holder, you must be the one to get the bottle! Get it! It was a cool game to watch. I wanted to join in but my skirt is dry clean only. I could have taken it off, I guess, I was wearing pants underneath. I could have taken off my coat and shirt too, I had a shirt under my school reg. shirt. I could have, but I didn't. I also keep meaning to videotape these random acts of violence, but this time my camera was too far away. Oh well. I miss you, I miss you, I miss you. Also, it's weird being in the having-a-petty-insecure-school-girl-crush stage of my lovelife. It's been about a year since I was last in this state. weird. Well, I miss you. Goodnight. I miss you. 8:36 p.m. I miss you. How many days has it been since I last saw you? How many days has it been since I last felt your loving embrace? How many days since I held your hand for the last time? How many days since My lips last touched yours? How many days has it been since I last told you I loved you to your face? How many days has it been since I cuddled with you on the love seat? How many days has it been since your mom last got mad at us? How many days has it been since we stayed up all night talking? Do you remember that time you called me at midnight, and we talked on the phone for four hours? And the time when I was in Missouri visiting family and you and I talked on the Net until 5 a.m. my time and 4 a.m. your time? And all the nights we told each other to have sweet dreams? (})(k). I miss you baby. It's hard to sleep without that. It gives me something to hold onto, that "sweet dreams, my love ({)(k)" I miss you. I love you. Well this is certainly a change from the shrieking laughter earlier! 10:30 p.m. I bet you're sleeping. I'm smiling at that thought. You're so beautiful. No one is quite so beautiful as you.