Hello there! Things are a little different But still the same. My own two-bedroom apartment Got engaged Grduated from college Became an assistant at my work I need a new job though A career Advice: Do not become an anthropology major. There are no jobs!

I've started reading And going to see indie movies again. It's nice.

I'd like to update this journal with some exciting news about my life. But nothing has changed. I'm dating the same boy. I work at the same place. I am still continuing my education. Oh, I cut my hair. See you in another couple months.

Him: "You know, I'm naked right now." Me: "I'm hanging up."

I'm much cooler in theory than actual reality.

I'm in love with the boy from my dream last night. He lived in a teepee in my neighbor's backyard with a wild dog and a crossbow. He had no one. He was no one. Addicted to pain pills because of his illness. He was brooding and suffering And he needed me. I made him three blueberry waffles with peanut butter. We had a connection that could be felt in every inch of our bodies. I loved him. I protected him. I saved him. And when I woke up, I missed him.

I work for an after school daycare program. During the summer we offer day camp. Last week we went on a field trip to the Orange County Fair. While we were watching a group of acrobats from Kenya perform, one of the girls in my group said to me, "I wonder if they're slaves."

I thought we were on our way to being best best friends again. But your absence has proven me wrong. Enjoy the rest of your summer And have a happy birthday darling. Maybe I'll see you around. You know how to find me.

I actually really miss him. It's only been two days since I last saw him. But I really, really miss him. How weird.

Old habits and first loves never really go away. And right now, that's not so bad.

I do not have tonsils anymore. But I do have a lot of pain.

It's amazing, really. How one can misjudge a situation so much. Now I can see him And God, I feel like a fool for liking him. It's amazing, really. How much I have loved and hated one person. Now the only evidence of him is an abandoned online journal. And God, I feel like a fool for letting him go. It's amazing, really. How loyal and steady he is. Now all I want is someone to come and shake up this tired routine. And God, I feel like a fool for not appreciating how good he is to me.

Update. 1. My Uncle Randy died on May 29th. My mom, sister, and I were at the hospital when it happened. Since my uncle was not married and did not have kids, it has been up to my parents to plan and handle everything. The viewing was the worst part. My mom hasn't been the same since he died. 2. I have a boyfriend named Ryan. He's sweet and he's crazy about me. 3. Today was my last final. I have been offically done with school for thirty-two minutes, and I'm already bored.

Blah! A lot has changed. But at this moment, I am too lazy to tell you about it. Let's grab lunch and I'll tell you my stories and my secrets.

kjnv;lwdng;oiewvlnfvsdf Translation: I give up. Dude, I like you But you're not worth all this trouble. I'm going back to classroom crushes. I like your friend more than you anyways.

I've always had three standards for boys: 1. Goes to school 2. Has a job 3. Drives I met a boy. And he does none of these things. Red flags, I know. But he's such a good kisser. And he's 6'3. And he wears glasses and has a beard. Beards are in, didn't you know? I want something to come from this.

I'm coming down off a high. You know how I do. I just ate mac & cheese and Easter candy And it was so dank. If this is the life, Why does it feel so good to die today?

I spent a week in San Francisco. Just when I mastered the bus system, It was time for me to leave. Moving to San Francisco is unrealistic. My new focus is studying aboard for a semester. I haven't decided which country. Israel would be awesome because of the religious tension, But mother already said she wouldn't allow it. I'm also focusing on brilliant ways of spending my money since I do not have to save to move out for a while. I need to buy a new iPod Because my mini was stolen at the party. One of my best friends is moving to New York to go to school. And even though I hate NYC for obvious reasons, I plan to visit in early August. I am the only grandchild on both sides of my family that is not in a relationship. My dumb fifteen-year-old cousin has a girlfriend. This has made me feel like a failure because my grandma doesn't have a picture of me on the "mantle of couples." But I love my current situation right now. I go dancing three times a week. People hit on me and try to dance with me, and I give them mean faces. I'm able to hang out with a variety of people. I can take trips whenever I want. So it's not so bad.

I grabbed his forearm and pulled him away from his spot on the dance floor. "Stand here." I positioned him beneath the air vent. I had forgotten how nice it is to touch strong arms and shoulders. "I know," he said in regards to the new source of air. "It's nice," he added. I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. I'm afraid he's too good for me. I'm also afraid he's not. And that this could actually work.