oh, i already miss you singing like this overthephone.

Wednesday, Sept. 25, 2002 | 5:07 p.m.

i hate this day. i hate my past. i hate that bad choices haunt me.

last night this girl i don't like gave a speech that made me feel bad for not liking her. today i thanked her for what she said. she gave me a strange look that made me want to tell her about everything that ever mattered to me. instead i started crying. in the middle of class.

and all i really want is for you to be embedded into my memory forever.

my heart hurts.

go on drone