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And it seems so very simple that I don't think I can tell you :: Thursday, June 10, 2004 ::

I guess wanting is a different story. I mean, you can want something so badly and never get it, you know? It's like that adage "If you want something badly enough, you can get it." Bullshit, if you ask me. There are some things that, no matter how badly you want them, you can't get them.

I take Mr. Mitchell and Mr. Whiteside for granted. They're the only two teachers I could ever actually sit down and TALK to and I never have done that. I mean, I did with Mr. Mitchell after graduation yesterday, and that was nice, so...I don't know.

I feel sad. Why do I feel sad? I wanted to have a final sisterhood party but today, tomorrow and saturday are all pretty much taken up, and Sunday is out of the question because I have to pack for Europe.

Three weeks. Let's see how much things change in three weeks. Let's see if I can get my shit together in three weeks.

I wish...God, it sucks to want something so badly but know that no matter what, you will not get it.

Jesse, call me.

My hair is gone. Well...at least...it's been cut...and it's nowhere near as long anymore.

I really am glad I'm going to Europe. Just me and Liz for three weeks. I'll have time by myself to think and just...mentally, I need a break so badly. I need a break from Northwest, the people, the drama, the gossip.

This is one of those times where it's nice to have someone telling you reassuring thoughts. And it also sucks that the one person I would feel comfortable about telling EVERYTHING that I'm being purposely vague about in this entry to because I can trust them...I can't call them, and they wouldn't call me.

*Sigh*...ignore this. I've just been in a funk today for some reason.

:: Nick Thursday, June 10, 2004 [+] ::