i have this strange desire... no. need. to see emily. to read emilys thoughts in her sit diary. to talk to her on the phone. to do anything. i dont know what it is. but its pissing me off. i cant remember how to describe how i feel right now. its been awhile since ive been this huge of a fan of hers. it just seems like... i dont know. shes unbelievably wonderful. the perfectest thing since glow-in-the-dark condoms. at least i can see her everday at school. but we dont get to stay the night as much because of it. fucking school. i hate it already.