12th April 1998

Casey and I fought today. I can't say what about because if certain people read this, news will spread really fast and the certain people who read it will annoy me forever about it. And not only me, they'll annoy Casey too. I have to protect his reputation. Besides, I don't think Casey will be too happy if he reads this entry. That's why I totally changed the password, so he will never read my journal and so that the certain peeps will never ever read my journal. See? My own best friend is so strange now, that I can't even let him read my journal anymore.

I lost my crush on Casey. He's become so stubborn and strange and even if he's my best friend, I feel like I don't know him at all. He does not tell me many things about himself while I tell him everything. He probably does not need me anymore, that's what he said. Martin said that Casey is beginning to hate me and that I have changed. Anyway, he doesn't want me to like him as a crush so what's the point in liking him? He makes it seem like having a crush is committing murder. I don't get it. oh well, I just lost him to some better peeps. He belongs to them. He'll regret losing me.

So let's see, counting Casey, I have four crushes, losing Casey, I have three. Well, three is better than none. Who's complaining?

I can't wait for camp. Because first of all, my three crushes will be there. One week with my crushes. Sounds too good to be true. The only pooper to my party is that my pimples aren't going away yet and there might be a party in Baguio. Ugh. I don't like parties. I guess it's my fear of being a wallflower. Besides, I can't dance. Second, I'll have an easier time avoiding Casey. I feel like I need to stay away from him for awhile. Just in case another fight starts. Besides, I'm too mad to talk to him. I'm too mad to talk to anyone.