Well last night was very interesting. I ended the evening at ten o'clock in a mood swing, unreassured basically frustrated mood. I was so upset and I'm not even sure why. Its this "being a girl" thing. I dislike it intensely. Later though Michael got on the internet from Gregs house and we talked until dad kicked me off the computer. Mike called me on my cell phne later and we must've been chatting at leat a straight hour. It was awesome, to say the least. We dont talk much ont he phone and there werent as many akward silences as I had with Chase the one timei talkd to him on the phone. I love my Michael. Unfortunately my cell phone died mid-conversation and when I got online to say to talk dad made me get off. Of course thsi is liek 2 in the morning by then. I'm sucha wimp, I dont think I've even stayed up to two in the morning before. Pathetic. Anyway after tlaking to Michael I felt so much better in general about how the day had went, so I drifted off into sleep in a happy trance. Woke up by 8 O'clock too. Go Kayla. Meh, I beter go. Company's coming. Until tomorrow then, Your Nieghborhood Superman