I'm sick today. I've got a fever and a massive headache. I finished Theo's Odessey by Catherine Clement last night and I suppose I got sick because i was reading too hard. Casey reminds me of Theo especially when Theo went to Japan. You've got to read the 590 page book to know what I mean. I dunno, I think it's a really nice book but now I don't know who to believe in. I'm seriously beginning to doubt if there is a life after death, and a little bit if the Bible is real or not. I don't think that what the Bible says is 100% true; I mean, God let man write His word and what if man misinterpreted it or something? And I've got lots more unanswered question which I am afraid to say because a bolt of lightning from heaven might strike me or something. Even worse--another lecture from you-know-who. Oh, I swear, if he tries to talk to me again about how messed up I am, I will kick his butt all the way to Jerusalem. I'm serious! I'll even give him a round trip if I have to.

Enough about him, let's talk about me. I think I am a jealous person. I swear, if looks could kill, Isobel (CK's girlfriend) would be dead by now. I find it hard to accept reality sometimes. It's like get a grip, he likes her and not you and you can't do anything about it. I've noticed that my eyebrows are joined together in the middle, and it says in a book about face reading that it means I'm a jealous person. But I don't think I'd carry it to the extreme of stalking the object of my crush's affection. I dunno, I'd probably be a good , faithful but paranoid girlfriend. I mean, look, I start moping a little if my crush does as much as look at another girl. Ahh, who cares! The most I could do right now is probably daydream about us kissing, or doodling my first name and his last name but that would be it. I can dream, can I?

I wanna get a haircut like Rinoa of Final Fantasy 8. My hair's already like hers but I think I want it shorter. Plus I want anime-like bangs but my hair's still too short for it.

I hope I get well soon. I'm going to the mall with my mom because I need to buy cargo pants and materials for my Science project. We're supposed to make a model of an atom--ugh. Can't she just make us write a thesis or something? If there's anything I hate for a project, it's when you have to construct or draw something. I hate art, it sucks so much. My only regret in this life is that I can't draw.

I gotta go eat dinner. Seeya.