At the beinging of the night I was happy, John was over. We did the usual stuff, watch t.v, kiss, music, computer, fool around and so forth. But when John had to go home, my dad drove him home. On the way back from his place, me and my dad got into a fight.. about NOTHING!!! like always. It pisses me off so much. Oh well. And to top it off now, I think John gave me his cold, I'm getting sicker by the hour. Anyways, even though it's only 10:15, I'm going to bed! Dream of me babyy -jess xo p.s Why does school have to start so early? I want to sleep in tomorrow!