Oh wow... Sara's trying on prom dresses. She is so beautiful and skinny. Well not SKINNY but smaller than me. I hate being like this. I'm dumb... I like really awesome in my prom dress. It's purple and faery-like... It takes a lot for me to say that I'm gonna look pretty and I'm gonna look pretty. The dress works miracles. I think I'm developing carpal tunnel. It hurts really bad... it's so from playing my saxophone all the time... damn my solo! The whole guy thing has gotten confusing... insanely confusing... I want my virginity back! Kinda. I like sex... alright I LOVE SEX... I just really want to find someone to... make love with? Is that what I'm trying to say? I want love... the kind of faery tale love that people say don't exist in real life. I am too much of a romantic to be living. Godddddddddddddddddddd. Oh the worst week of my life turned out pretty okay in the end... Shawn's in love with me... but I'm not in love with him. I don't even really love him. I don't know.. do I? He's a good guy... who's 28, doesn't have a car or a regular job, and has a tendency to date minors. Sound like a pedophile to you? I don't know. And right now I can't care. I have bad blood pressure and carpal tunnel... but I love you so have a great fucking day. Cheer Up Emo Kid, Listen to Ska