so, she called him again last night. twice. i think i will attack her. why doesn't she leave him alone? he was at cadets, and the officers were being jerks to him so he was mighty pissed off, and around ten after nine he left, and she called him right away. she knows when cadets ends, and she knew i wouldn't be with him. so she's all "oh chris, what's wrong?" cause he sounded upset, but he told her he had to go. so the little midget bitch is like "well, call me as soon as you get home" rawr! i want to grab her by the hair, stomp her ugly face into the cement, and then burn off her blonde horse tail hair. but then he came to my house, and i think i made him feel a bit better. but then he went home around ten, and called me a bit after that. while we were on the phone she called him again. he told her that he was on the phone with me, and then he hung up on her. i asked him to turn his phone off, and he did. he said if i was anyone but me he might've taken the chance to be with hollie. excuse me? that doesn't make me want to trust him very much. but i do, as much as i can anyways. he says he loves me, and i love him too. but is love enough to keep two people together? a lot of people love each other but do stupid things that wreck it. i don't want to lose him. i'm starting to feel all insecure now, and it's that bitch hollie's fault. it's funny, because some five-foot-fuck-all little midget hoe bitch is making me upset. perhaps i should just go down to her school and knock her around. yay! nattie! i know what school she goes to! can't remember the name of it, but i know where it is. lol, my step brother went there. so, we can take the 77 and go beat her down. i'd enjoy that very much. perhaps we should go when the weather is nicer, what do you say? i really hate this hollie girl, and if she doesn't fuck off soon, she won't be able to walk. so anyways, i'm supposed to be in english lit right now, but i didn't finish my book thing, so i stayed at my house. chris came to my school at twelve thirty, and that made me feel better, then he and nattie came to my house so she could finish some work and have some coffee. but yeah, i'm going to his house tonight, and maybe i'll feel better about all of this hollie bullshit. perhaps she'll call him, and i can take the phone and be like "hey hollie, how 'bout you lose this fucking number before i make it so you can't dial anymore?" that would make my year. but i have nothing else to write about. take care world. love love love and all that jazzy jazzness. the one, the only, laura michelle*