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1:41 p.m. - Wednesday, Feb. 19, 2003 last night jill called me at nine thirty or so. we talked about guys, current events, philosophy, and dads... hmm. yeah. her father relations are still a mystery to me, but i know a lot more then i did. it was really nice to talk to her like that. we haven't jst sat on the phone for hours in a long time. she is one of the only people that i really care about. i could order them... but i think that might offend someone. but fuck... this is MY diary. i just remembered... (this is friends, not parental or blood) first and foremost: that was also excluding "love interests..." *sigh* i want to hang out with ryan soon. i want him to know me... but i have no clue on how to go about things. but i know, i can't rush things along. that would be ridiculous. but so am i. *sigh* but things aren't bad right now. i am for the most part happy. just a few things wearing on me. like my mother, but thats always there. always... i should get back to my knitting. these kids are really really cool. its like im hanging out with them not babysitting. and shes reading what i'm writing so i am done...
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