Thursday: Made out with Sam. Was told by Sam that I am worthless. Confirmed plans with Josh.

Friday: Spanish class. Subway. Kicked Zack out of his room so Josh and I could have some 'alone' time. Cleaned my room.

Saturday: POPEYE'S CHICKEN. Reptile show. Frozen mice and weanling rats. Bearded dragon pair. Pit bull puppy. Chocolate milk restaurant. Pet store. Bed.

Sunday, Today: Puppy time. Pet store. Wal-Mart. Blah.

Haha, who has had enough of boys? I most definitely have.

Chad wants a new computer, so he's breaking his on purpose. It's really too bad that I know exactly how to fix it.

Josh kind of makes me want to throw up. We watched the Price is Right and part of that shitty Robots movie. I asked for Zack's room and we got it for a REALLY SUPER LONG half hour. We both ended up less than fully dressed. And, that's all I'm saying.

It's easy to forget yourself when you've never really remembered yourself to begin with. My favorite thing in the world is to hurt myself. That way, I'm in enough constant pain that most of the time I'm numb.

Like, with Josh. I went over there in the hopes of rekindling some sort of feeling between us, so I could find some reason to be unhappy. And, I really think I found it in the way he decided to put his arms around me. I don't think I'll be that disgusted with myself for a while. At least until next week.

I love how he lies, though.