1:45 a.m. - Friday, Aug. 20, 2004
Wee hours
I'm at my folks' place in Edmonton. I leave in like, 5 hours for Penticton. I'm so psyched.
Last night I went and partied with two friends, one of whom I would have straight up jumped like jackie chan if it weren't for the fact that the other is madly in love with him. The feeling is not exactly requited, and I'm pretty sure my kung fu grip would not have been denied, but still. Awkward, mean, etc. I know the girl is hurtin' for him. Meh. Maybe on my way back through after B.C. I can get the boy alone for a min. away from prying eyes. Stay tuned...
I'd write more but my mom's computer is whack, and this faunt is all small as hell, and I can't even really read my own diary, its all fucked up, I can't scroll, etc. so, its not such a hot time.
I'll possibly write from B.C., possibly not...its not like I've got all of America on the edge of their seats here.
Love to whoever actually does read this bullshit. Why do I keep an online diary? I honestly don't know, what the hell do I have to say? Whatev.
Later.
