I had a bad bad time tonight. Actually, I did and didnt. Things between Cory and I went off course, through a ditch, and we were in China for awhile, but I think things are coming back on track. We just passed Mount Rushmore, I think. Ever since I got Cory sick things havent been the same. Yesterday he came over and we went out to lunch with my family and then biked over to the park. Things were close at lunch but distant at the park. My brother was with us and they threw pebbles at me and called me Delihlah. Things still stayed a little distant until we played lazer tag. The one thing I absolutely LOVE about being with Cory is that fact that we're both mature and smart, but we can still be kids. I love being able to run as fast as aI can because he's coming to tag me. Or laughing so hard (hard laughing is an ugly laugh) but not caring. I just wish things were great all the time. Cory has mood problems and I have insecurity issues. Cory is mean and he knows it, but he doesnt mean to be. Cory doesnt change if I say there is something about him that hurts my feelings. We're similar and totally different. I'm trying hard to let you know, that I'm better off on my own. I'm not doing anything now. Rough spot, I think. We'll see. Anyway, I had my first driving lesson yesterday and it went ok. Only ran one stop sign. Cory and I are learning how to swing dance. My mom is convinced the two men in the truck with a 15 foot antena device attached parked 12 houses down and at the pier are trying to contact aliens. I'm half-convinced. Bring on the Russians! Until tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman