My goodness, he's soo pretty. I love how he smiles, and how he talks. I don't even mind the things he talks about sometimes, because he never means anything by them. He has a great sense of humor. I love the way that he makes fun of the people who make me angry, even if it makes him look two-faced to other people, I appreciate the effort he puts in to make me feel better. I like the way he'll hug me for all the stupid things I do, and I do a lot of stupid things, he doesn't get tired of it though. I like the way he'll follow me around...the first time we met. Like he was soo interested in everything I had to say. It made me feel good, even if I knew I looked like shit it felt like he didn't really mind. ------------------- I'm really pissed at Matt, he's trying to be a macho asshole because he thinks I think he likes me. Frankly I don't give a shit. I don't like guys who can't be themselves around their friends, and then be somebody completely different around me or whatever. That pisses me off. Something Corporate is coming to VTA, eeep! I wanted to jump up and down and scream like I did while at Warped Tour (that scared Brian a little) Yesterday was Maggie's birthday. We bought flowers and put them on the cross by the tracks, and then Nina, Erica and I went down to the beach to burn a letter I wrote. Its a thing, hard to explain. It took like an hour, and there were 4 gazillion dead jellyfish on the beach, scary. But I did it. I feel a little better. I can't remember what it was I wanted. but maybe if I lose it then I won't forget