Dear Diary, I feel like crap. School wasn't too bad today. I was a little worried about Morgan---but everything seemed fine at lunch. So maybe it is. I don't really know. I have Bro. Lowe for seminary. That'll be fun. Erin C. had a birthday party tonight. I was surprised she invited me, but glad. It was really fun---a bunch of thespians. Crazy fun. Except we went to Willow Park for a couple hours, and towards the end I got really bad allergies. Which is weird, because I don't usually have allegies. So I felt like crap by the time we got back to Erin's house. Cassie had driven me to Erin's (because I don't have a car), so I asked her to run me back home. But she wouldn't. So I had to call my sister and have her pick me up. I hate not having a car. I still feel like crap. And I feel like crap because I am a horrible person. And I feel like crap because I don't think Eric likes me. It's weird... he doesn't really talk to me on MSN anymore. We used to talk all the time, really easily. Not so much, now. But I don't get why---because when he came over the other night---we talked for an hour. And it was nice. So why can't we talk on MSN? I just don't know what to do. I hate that I keep thinking about him---and I doubt he's thinking of me. Why did I think falling in like would be a good thing? I remember now how not fun it is. Oh... and I'm a terrible friend, too. I feel like I'm letting all my friends down---like I should be helping them more and I'm not. Yes... like I mentioned, I feel like crap tonight. Physically and emotionally. So I should probably just stop complaining and go to bed. Love, Lisa Ann P.S. I think I have three entries for the past two days... or something... that's weird.