Some things just matter more than others. she called last night at 11:30 because she needed to hear someone's voice. I still don't know whether to feel hopeful, or just used. I was at a birthday party (which I am still feeling the effects of) flirting with another ice queen. I texted her when I got home at two, just to make sure I hadn't done something wrong by not talking to her for very long. I am going back to school this spring to get my associates before I go on the mission. I am thrilled to have something to look forward to, but it still, somehow, seems less than my potential. At this point the most pressing matter on my mind is all the junk food I ate last night having a Kung Foo show down in my stomach. I am trying to decide if I want to just take a sleeping pill and sleep until tomorrow, or try and make it to the optional evening church meetings. I think you can tell at this point which sounds better to me.