Saturday, 9:24 a.m.   It was only Last Year I fell in love for the first time, just over a year ago. I am still in love. I miss her so much. Someday, we will be reunited and I will finally be happy. Not that I'm not already happy, but it just seems as though my life would be complete if I was with her. In her. Living in Her. My beautiful Portland. I know it, you were hoping I was talking about a person, you were hoping I was a lesbian, you were hoping you had something to mock me with. Well here you go, Mock me all you please. I'm happy being Me. And nothing you say will Stop it. ----------------- 11:09 p.m. Embarrassing. Oh well. It is so unobvious. Is unobvious a word? had a good day, went to the fair, played pictionary, made pancakes, ate chocolate chip biscuits, watched Futurama and The Simpsons, watched half of the Rugby Game. Acted childish. Oh I saw Geniesa and Wendy at the fair! I was like 'ooh ooh hi!' I'm such a freak. I am tuckered out! I hate the word tuckered. Words I hate: Hem Tuckered This/That-a-way Anyhow Anyways Heck Fetch Hmm, that's all i can think of right now. I sang songs to myself while I cooked pancakes and thought about Mandy. Half the stories I have from home involve Mandy. Girl I've known most of my life. Mandy, Kajsa, and Kaitlin. Mandy and Kaitlin, the inseperable Duo. Until Katie moved. It was a heartbreaking day for the three of us. And I moved into Katie's old house, Uncle Richard's house, and Uncle Richard was the last Utah Resident I saw before leaving (he drove us to the airport. I miss Uncle Richard). Mmm, im so tired.