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January 19, 2008
Today was pretty fucking lame. A got myself all hyped up to go to Christopher’s house. I even picked out the perfect pair of underwear. Bam. Smash. Wrathlord. I got angry, frustrated. I acted like a spoiled brat and made him feel terrible about a decision he made. Making him feel bad is one of my least favorite activities EVER. Zach didn’t go because he wanted to be with Aisha. Dillholes. God fucking damn it. I want to be there for Tabitha. What kind of friend would I be if i didn’t go? But damn, I want to be with Christopher. I love him so much, and what he’s going to do is going to be so amazing. I love him. I love him… Talking to him after practice made us both feel a little better, I think. He’s so cute when he’s happy.
I practiced my bass for a bit today. Attempting to learn Dazed and Confused. God, I love Led Zeppelin.
My fingers hurt. My hymen doesn’t…at the moment, at least.
