Ok, so New Years was good. Beautiful face came over for a very short, short time... her boyfriend was with her. He's nice and all, and very good looking, so... I don't know what to say to that.
She was very damn frikkin beautiful. Yeah... like yeah. Way to be like "I love your hair.. treh good (way to talk like me, even!) and then be like... die it black now... wink wink... because we all know she finds black hair sexy. And then she's all like... giving me those looks, and such. but whatever, it's ok. I do like her... well I mean... she is beautiful and such. She gave me a hug when she came, too.

The party was pretty good. I was drunk enough. Though at one point I was in my sister's room with her and three friends, and I got all upset over something to do with lesbians.. and I was crying and then explaining to the one friend and bringing up that diversity week thing at the college, and I heard my other friend say 'I knew this would come up...' and then I went to my room and cried after... but the whole time I wasn't like, terribly depressed sad... I was crying but it felt good, like a good release... then I went outside by myself for a smoke, and calmed down, then came inside, then was all hpay ok again.

I remember a time before this, when two of my friends were dancing and alll... obviously liking each other, and i kind of liked the one friend, and then I went to the kitchen by myself and then was like 'I hate being a lesbian' but what's her name was there, and was like what did you say? And of course i was like.. .nothing.. and then she was like 'I think you're beautiful" and gave e a hug and then left. She's bi, I don't know if that has anything to do with anything. But that was sweet oh fer.

Umm... what else? I don't fucking know. I'll finish the rest here when I am sober. Woop/


Oh yeah, we might not get the house.


Oh yeah...... from now on, I have to start writing again like how I used to - like how I was writing for ME - not for any potential viewers of this journal. I have to remember this for next time.

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