name: J ( Read more... )

So I've "met" Jody now. And guys, whenever he comes to visit you have to let me know so I can meet him for real. He seems really nice and I'm glad that he was there to dog on Monique's boyfriend. Definitely did better than I did. *smiles* In any case, that was a random, dumb entry. I'm entitled to one every now and again.

This is an actual entry from my hand-written diary. It's from yesterday though, so keep that in mind as you read ( Read more... )

A friend of mine has hurt me more than I have words for. He lied about something that is important. I feel so betrayed, so angry. I'm a bit torn because part of me wants to push him away completely and have nothing to do with him ever again, but the other part of me just wants to forgive him and move on with life as if it's not a big deal. I ( Read more... )

I hate being lied to. A friend of mine that I trusted lied to me about something major. I'm so freaking mad that he better not try and talk to me. If he does, he may regret it. I'm liable to tear him from limb to limb. *GRRRRRRRR* Why do people feel like they can't tell me things? Why do they feel that I'll look down on them for the things ( Read more... )

Caroline and Monique you need to go to www.geocities.com/sykers_80 and click on the button that says "My Friends According To Me."

The following day, A.J. sat alone in Rachel

Pounding on the door drew Ramsy from a letter he was writing. He opened the door and was nearly knocked over by A.J. She ran into Rachel

A.J. sat at her drawing table with papers scattered across it and a pencil in hand. She was just beginning a new sketch, when her telephone rang. She sighed, stuck her pencil through her ponytail, and picked up the cordless.