people who are on my friends list who have made their diaries private make me angry and sad. I WANNA READ BLOODNIGHT'S DIARY, DAMMIT. If you are alive and online, leave comment? please? I saw Casey today, for the first time since long before we "broke up" He shaved his sideburns *tear* And combed his hair. Scary. Other than that, I had choir today (yay) but due to time and space constraints, it was moved into the creepy, icky smelling band room (damn). I HAD FORGOTTEN HOW FUN CHOIR IS. It's this wonderful hour and forty minutes where you sit around and do nothing but talk and sing. It's less fun this year since it's all girls in treble, but next year (HOPEFULLY I'll make Aeolian next year) it will be awesome. Lotsa funny boys to entertain me (yes, including me ex). The only bad part about going back to school is that the Guy I Flirt With is nowhere to be found. Supposedly he's going back to the same school, but he did move, so I might not see him at all until next summer... Sadness. It's for the best though, he has a girlfriend anyway. Stupid societal ideas of coupling. He used to live right up the damn street too, so I'd have been able to see him if we had dated. I should have gone out with him instead of Casey. Oh well. People are angry. I believe that anger is just a misinterpreted feeling of pain, sorrow, or fear, expressed in a way so as to hurt others and keep oneself from going under. Is that psychology or philosophy? Idunno. ~ Beth