Golf Banquet= Funn. Banquet Atire= Black/white tank top shirt thingie, 80s earings, Polka dot head band, Pink eye liner. I was hott shit. Blake= mad? We "are not talking". All Cried out? Definently not. Sad on the last week of school? Thats ever sadder. All my recent entries are depressing. I dont dig that so much. My paper diary is so much better. So much more...Poetic. But only i understand it. Dont get me wrong, I love this diary, just looking at it makes me Smile. -I think its Andrew- heh :] Sincerely, Me. __Jess. aKa~ J-Ska. [Gangsta name]