2004-03-13 - 11:31 p.m.

So...yeah. I guess there isn't too much I can say. Not really feeling much better since he died. I miss having something to hug and kiss and hold and adore. It's really hard. But I should start to try to move on.

Starting with my new boyfriend. His name is Adrian Monk, and he's the cutest goldfish ever. And he's suitably named after the USA Network's Monk character, and I think it was a good name because he breathes oxygen, swims backwards in circles, hates ghetto music, and has food issues. I'm already becoming attached, and I just know he's going to die, especially if he keeps up his whole breathing air deal.

I guess I'm doing okay in my classes. I can't say that I really pay much attention anymore, just kind of going around in a fog. Obviously, I'm more depressed. I can't concentrate on anything. I sleep ALOT. Like 12+ hours a day alot. I dunno. I guess what's really keeping me going these days are my fish and the nonboyfriend. My fish I can't cuddle with, cuz, you know, he wouldn't like that. And the nonboyfriend works a zillion hours a week and I never see. Oh, and mock trial. Other than some people being annoying, I kind of enjoy it. I actually scored points with Sharon today because I made an objection that makes ya think. So, yay for me. Two points and a chocolate chip brownie. We won regionals, first place, and we're going to Des Moines, Iowa, April 1-5 for Gold Nationals. Joy. Kind of looking forward to next year. Hoping I get to work for Doc and do setting up for Regionals. Kelly's teaching me how.

So I suppose that's it for now, because I'm simply exhausted and there's dinner with Br. James (universidad el presidente) tomorrow evening.

Thinking - "The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all."

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