I am quite aware of everything I put on my last article. And I am

quite aware that certian persons have read it. But that does not mean in

certian persons articles they can critique it. My opinion on love is

just that, an opinion. I keep the past close because that is all that i

have now. Unless you know how to mend broken hearts (*drool* michael

buble song reference) then please, please, please, do not give me

advice. I'm not being mean I just want my opinion to stay the way I want it.

I know that a random person coming up to me would be akward, but if I

truly knew the person, if the person was my friend, then sure I would

consider going out with them. I would TRUELY consider it. I would go

through the pros and cons in my head and go through each and every

scenerio as I would think for them to turn out. So, Orpheus, you don't know

how my mind works, nor do I think you'd want to, so please dont try and

fix my problems. They are meant to be broken and I'd like them never

to be fixed.

ok normal shtuff:

we were reading Cyrano in class today and I think it is a beautiful

play. I saw it over the weekend with Pecks, Love, Delightful, and

Iranajatian. It was soooooo good. I just hope that one day I'll find my

Cyrano... well I kind of dubbed this guy that is a friend of my sisters'

Cyrano. He goes to burroughs. That's in Burbank. Anywho, he thinks he

has a big nose but he really doesn't.

Tim doesn't play with ADD childrens any more.... people are wondering

where he went. But they dont remember his name. So it's odd. "Hey...

*looks round* where's the quiet freshman kid?" Me: "who? Tim?" Them:

"Yea." Me: "He was taken by bigfoot." Them:"oh.... that's too bad for him

then, eh?"

I got a temporary one time job. I'm getting paid 200 dollars to make

this guy a slide show movies thing. I even bootlegged stuff of the

matrix for him. It's sooo cool... well just the beginning and the end.

Candy is being sold alot. Caravan buys too much... I'm seeing much

profit in the candy buisness...

Pazeian is making us do a lot of crappy homework. Like I have a

1000-1200 word essay due thursday. and then a research project!!!! JERK

OFFS!!!!

Dearest and I have started the horrible addiction of hurting

ourselves... I've begun to stop because I realized hurting myself would not get

me a boyfriend and won't help me feel UNlonely. But I think Dearest

might really hurt herself. She's already burnt herself 3 times, and cut

her arms a bit with scissors... I'm really frightened...

I wish I was dead:

L'Hobbit